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Name: Caleten

Age: 18 turns

Sex: female

Height: 5'7

Craft: n/a

Rank: candidate

Family: She is the youngest of seven children, all boys. Her Father is a runnerbeast trainer of some skill and her Mother is a little known weaver. They lived in the Southern Hold. She has offically renonced her family, in plublic with N'tren and her adoptive Grandfather; Ravioty.

Pets: A puppy, resembling a white and black husky, named Dem'or. She also has a Gold flit named Gem.

Description: This ugly duckling matured a great deal and blossomed into a well-figured, lean young woman. Normally, she hides her body behind dark, thick green wool clothing. Now, that she has settled into the weyr and is protected, her style has changed. For comfort, she wears wherhide pants, not tight to her body but a fitted fit or a light tan color and a light, airy shirt. The clothing choices shows off her hard earned, but never paid attention too body and is flattering to her bust, what people of earth would say was a C sized.

Her long auburn hair, still going down to her waist, is mostly allowed to hang free, the cloth that was once used to hide it long forgotten. Although her greenish-gold hazel eyes have regained their warmed and starting to gain more of a sparkle, she still hold a look of strong pride. A thin burn mark runs from the side of her left cheek down to the meeting of the clavicle and breastbone, and she does nothing to hide it, instead it is like a badge of honor.

Personality: Caleten views herself as an ugly and boy like. As a result, she feels no shame in acting like a male. A fighter by nature, she tends to be brazen and bold. Her feelings towards males is a mix of strong dislike and lesser fear of being close to them. N'tren is the exception; she has grown to trust and even like him. Away from the South Hold, she has started to really come out of her protective stone shell build on pride, anger, and icy take to others.

History: All her mother wanted was a daughter to dress in fine clothing and to show off like she herself was as a child. Finally her wish had come true, only to turn from a dream into both of their nightmares. At an early age, Caleten was gangly and gaunt with no grace to speak of. With her dreams seemingly dashed, Caleten's mother turned her bitter disappointment on her daughter often punishing her severely for even the tiniest things. Her father had no love for her but none was lost either, he did use her often in the tasks his sons did not want to do. He even went as far as to say he had eight sons. Finally, after fourteen turns of enduring her mother's hatred and the humiliation she faced every day, Caleten had enough and ran away. As revenge on her part, she stole the family's best runnerbeast and took off into the night with only the cloths she could take and as much of her mother's weavings as the runner could carry.

She learned to fight when she traveled with a caravan of tanners on their way to Rias hold. Her stay with them ended when one of the male apprentices tried to assault her one drunken night. After fixing his male 'problem', she ran, again taking everything she could including two more runner beasts to carry it all. Until the last treadfall, she had been lucky in finding shelter. The last one killed two of the runnerbeasts and ruined much of what she had. In an attempt to survive out in the open with a hurt old runnerbeast, she made a fire with flint stones and waved the burning branch above her to try and burn the thread as she had seen dragons do with their fire breath. It seemed to work well enough, until a burning branch fell burning her. Having nothing left but a few clothing pieced and a lame runnerbeast, she headed towards an uncertain future.

Thanks to N'tren and Dataith's help, she was able to face her mother and renounce her. Now free of all that bound her to be holdless, she has taken up life at the weyr. Her place there is not certain.

Special: She is a good fighter and has a talent in dealing with animals, runnerbeast inparticular

Journal Link: n/a

Picture: Here is a sketch of her done by Ryugen:
The scar isn't quite right but other wise its a great picture of her.



Here is a picture done by Cynic, the hands are way out of proportion, but the rest is nicely done.

Friends:

N'tren: He is the bronze rider who was stubborn and hard-headed enough to stick around me no matter how rude and cold I was to him. I am glad he did, I have grown to like him and accept him. He has duty-bound himself to me, which saved me from my greatest trail, for that I am gratiful. As much as I am able, by the First Shell, I will return the favor!- I am not sure about anything right now, he is still my firend, if he does not think less of me. I need to figure things out.

R'ael: I met him during my first stay in the weyr, not too bad for a male but completely useless for what I needed.

Kahlin: I didn't get along with him at all, the dusty dimglow.

Dragons and Flits:

Datiath: (dragon) He made a terrible first impression, the intrusion on my mide caused me to make a rotten one as well. However, I have gotten to know the amazing bronze and have grown to accept him speaking to me. He and his rider, N'tren, saved me twice. They care for me, and I return the feeling.

Splotch: (Flit) This little guy was found by N'tren when we were bathing Datiath. The flit grew on me quickly and a source of near endless amusement. It is so nice to see him and Gem interracting, they get along so well.- He caught Gem when she flew, my flit didn't make it easy but he was bound and deterimined, no doubt he is a tough little guy.

Disclaimer!

All ideas and text are copyright ? 1999 - 2004 Anne McCaffrey, unless otherwise indicated, and may be downloaded for personal use only. The Dragonriders of Pern? is Reg U.S. Pat & Tm. Office, by Anne McCaffrey, and may not be used or reproduced without permission of the author.

Journal set up was copied in part from Naree's journal and the artwork is done by the Skys of Pern shop and the first one was done by Ryugen.

The character Caleten and the character for Gem are owned solely by me and I will not take idea theives.

Adding Spice to the recipe

By the first egg! After soaking a good hour in a hot bath, with more then my fair share of soap sand used to wash away what happened, I still can't seem to understand it and decide how I feel about it all.

The day started off as normal as any other now that I had settled down. My first clue should have been Gem's behavior, she was barely eating as the morning grew on, she wouldn't move very much. Looking back, it should have been obvious she was storing up energy waiting on something.

Second clue should have been Splotch, when two flits act weird, the male paying more attention to the female, something is up. Literally since up is Flying is on of the major reasons for such changes. It really was my fault for ignoring it since I don't think N'tren knew what was going on. I don't normally give guys much credit, but the way he acted, even staying on Dataith during the beginning of the Flight leads me to believe he hadn't done that on purpose. It would be a perfect plan, take advantage of me when my flit was ready to Fly....No, I can't start thinking like that else I really will go crazy, I don't think he was acting or decided to go to the place I picked out because he knew that would happen.


Heck, I didn't even know it would be that strong, which is why I am so confused. I gave in to the wants and desires I blamed on Gem way to easy. Was it really all her and Splotch, or did I honestly want it myself? I can confidently say I would not have done that with N'tren had it not been for the flight, after that one guy tired to force himself on me, I was scared of the idea of intimacy. Not even all the trust in the world would have seen me in his sleeping furs.

In many ways, I am glad it happened, the experience, however confusing, was not negative at all. I feel dirty, but it wasn't like I was waiting on marriage or anything. N'tren, with Gem's help got me over my fear, showed me intimacy wasn't painful. Besides the first time but wrapped up in Gem's exactly, I hardly noticed. What does it make me now that I so easily gave in, not a Slut because it was only once, maybe it just says I am a hormonal person. I don't know.

As much as I don't know if it was mostly me, or Gem, I don't know if N'tren really wanted it or not either. I mean, he did say that it wasn't how he wanted it, flit driven; however, that doesn't mean he really wanted me. Do I care, I don't know, its not like I have any illusions this changes things too much. Dragonriders are not supposed to form long term bounds with anyone other then another dragon rider. I do not have a dragon, only Gem. About the only thing I do know is so long as he does not think less of me, or expect a repeat without the flits, I won't think less of him or avoid him. However, if he does think me a slut, or expect me to sleep with him again, no matter how much I love Dataith, I will try to send the those gorgeous bright green eyes between, their deadglow possessor with them.

I just wish I knew what I wanted for sure, all I really know was I found I enjoyed it, and that Gem is a happy gold. Honestly, I really believe she wanted Splotch to catch her, if anyone could. In those moments when I was closer to her then ever, more one with her then I would have believed possible, I knew that she didn't believe anyone could catch her. She was so proud so desperate to out fly them, I think it made being caught and being out flown easier to take when it was a flit she liked. I caught them still sleeping in the morning, it was adorable.


I don't smell any more like what and where I had done the act. My hair as never been neater and I don't normally get so thorough, but bathing is also where I do a lot of thinking. I had to kill the time with some activity while my mind went in circles. I wish I could just say it was all Gem and be done with it, but I know I had slight feelings at the least for N'tren, so I can't. I have no idea what to say to N'tren the next time I see him, there is a lot I want to know and at the same time, I don't. I just, don't know right now, maybe a nap will help.

Shh, its alright Gem, I don't blame you at all. You couldn't help yourself, you silly little flit.

There is one thing I do know with all certainty, If I do Impress a Green or even more unlikely, a Gold dragon, I will ask Dataith to catch her. Maybe he will be as determined as Splotch. I did mention I wasn't waiting on Marriage but I will not have half the weyr seeing my body. Unless I meet someone that I am truly attracted to, I will keep the number to one if I can help it. Seriously, I would go as far as to ask him to be a stand in it the need arose. I am not a slut, I will not just accept what all the other weyr girls have. It may be fine for them, but I do not want it for myself.

A big misunderstanding in a small way

Sleep does wonders, for me it did, Gem still won't acknowledge Splotch despite the little guy's best efforts. I on the other hand came to an understanding with N'tren yesterday after the fight we had. It was a fight I would have seen coming from my end.

The day was growing bad before I even went into the kitchens, the Master dragonhealer was being grumpy himself and I was just quietly studying the wooden tablets. He told me I needed to rest, after a full morning of practices with various dragons, I was exhilarated and ignored the symptoms of being tired. It irritated me that the old man was pushing me out when I was enjoying my serious new place in the weyr.

Needless to say, that the irritation was added as I started to calm down from the day. Bad chance put me in the kitchens with an equally if not more so tired N'tren. At first everything was okay, but my limited knowledge of the weyr life and of social interactions, and both of our tiredness just added fire to a dry bundle of sticks, everything caught and exploded.

Attempting to drive my point home, I felt I was right and he was wrong, I told him friends are supposed to look after each other. To that I added the biting remark that I thought we were friends. That, I believed, would make him realize that he was wrong and apologies. Never one to make things easy, I walked to the cove where we found Splotch and where I helped bathe Dataith. There I just relaxed and reflected, alone for a while before Gem alerted me that Dataith was coming.

Turns out I was wrong, instead of saying he was sorry, he just started confusing me more and the words hurt. After much yelling, and more feeling being hurt, I retreated emotionaily. Even that didn't cure it and I wound up practaully breaking down. He should feel honored that it happened. I pride myself on being a strong woman, I have never come that close to braking down like a blabbering hold girl or something like that, I never break.

Thankfully I did get my point across and saved most of my pride. In the end, we made up, he even dared to kiss me. I did let the kiss last for a moment before pushing him into the water to finish cooling. Even now I chuckle at the memory.

Sadly, Gem and Splotch caught the fighting bug and are still at it. She won't forgive him for how he acted towards her when N'tren and I were fighting. Its cute how he brings thing to try any win her back, but she is not giving in. Even when he comes creeing with hunger she refuses to share. I take care of him and give him attention, hopefully soon she'll follow my lead and start being nice to him.