Daydreaming... (Open for any dragonrider!)

[Lady Tiger]

“You’re a little tight, Liren,” said Kalara, sliding her fingers in between the blue flit’s tail and her neck and prying it away a little bit. “Trying to do me in now? And after all this time, I thought you were my one true friend.”
She laughed a little, and the blue flit trilled in response as he sat up, sitting on his haunches and loosening his hold with his tail. He bit playfully at Kalara’s ear, and she batted at him, causing him to take flight to get out of the way.
“Silly blue, what will I do with you?” Kalara said with a grin, following his flashing blue body as he flew to sit on the fence that held the herdbeasts in.
She reached the fence and leaned against it, brown eyes studying the herdbeasts that grazed in the field. She’d gotten to know them each well, but the six months in a Weyr taught her that she couldn’t get too attached to them. It was all too likely that her favorite would be eaten by a dragon unexpectedly. She admired the dragons too much to get angry about it though. This was her way of honoring them… by giving them one of her favorite things in the whole world. Something she cared for dearly.
One of the herdbeasts ambled over to her, poking its wet, sticky nose in her face. She reached out and scratched its head, smiling even as she avoided the snuffling nose. The herdbeast gradually lost interest in her though and returned to grazing. Kalara’s eyes drifted to the sky as the herdbeast moved away, and she watched the dragons flying in and out of the Weyr, daydreaming about what it would be like to fly like that… To soar through the air and see everything so small below… She dreamed on for a while, vaguely hoping that one of the dragons would come to eat soon, and maybe bring his or her rider, so that she could talk with them. She did enjoy that, when it happened to occur…

[Dizzy]

(L'dar of blue Zirath, Weyrharper, Sidius Wingrider)

Zirath circled a lazy sweep over the feeding pens before spotting a choice kill and dropping into a heart stopping dive. It was only a matter of moments before the hardy blue had taken down his chosen herdbeast. Zirath choked off the animal's final screams of pain as he took his prize to a cliff ledge.

L'dar arrived in time to see his blue carrying the midsized beast into the air. Quick catch, Zirath. Neatly done. The Harper enjoyed watching the dragon in all things, it seemed he had never quiet gotten over the besotment of Impression. "Hope we've not disturbed you..." The bluerider leaned against the fence, his eyes cutting upward at Zirath eviserating his catch.

[Lady Tiger]

Kalara turned to the bluerider with a smile on her face.

"Oh no, you've not disturbed me at all." She said, her brown eyes studying L'dar's face for a moment. Liren fluttered over to her from the fence and chirped loudly in her ear at L'dar. Kalara batted at the little blue, and he jumped off her shoulder, chattering at her in an upset sort of way.

Kalara laughed at the blue, and then turned her attention to L'dar.

"I'm Kalara, by the way," she said, then motioned toward her little blue flit. "And that's Liren. And you are...?"

[Dizzy]

L'dar grinned and raised an eyebrow at her brash open speech from one that appeared young enough to be a candidate. "I'm L'dar and the messy eater is Zirath. Pleased to meet you and yours Kalara" He eyed the little blue flying about thinking how much he resembled Zirath. "I don't think I've seen you before, but then again I don't presume to know everyone at the Weyr."

[Lady Tiger]

Kalara glanced at Zirath and nodded to him, even though she was sure Zirath didn't see it. She turned back to L'dar and leaned against the fence. "Glad to meet you... I don't think I've met you before either." She bit her lip a little in thought. "I've only been here half a turn, so not too many know me. And I guess it doesn't help that I'm always out here." She said, motioning to the grazing herdbeasts.

Liren fluttered his way over to L'dar and presumptuously landed on his shoulder, apparently wanting to inspecting the bluerider from close quarters. Kalara looked concerned and tried to motion the blue to get off the rider's shoulder inconspicuously. "Sorry about Liren..." she said apologetically. "Sometimes he thinks he is more important than he really is."

[Dizzy]

"Half a turn is a goodly amount of time to spend in a Weyr. Which hold to you hail from?" L'dar took a side long glance at Liren, trying to decide if he should let the flit stay or scare him off. He'd never really gotten on so well with firelizards, he didn't see them as a bother... but they weren't something he wanted to spend his free time taking care of and dealing with all the shouts coming from those who thought they were worthless. "It's alright, Kalara. He's got to size me up and make sure His is safe." The blue rider winked at the herder good naturedly, he wasn't offended.

[Lady Tiger]

She answered the bluerider's question guardedly. "A cothold that looks to Lateo WeyrHold." She looked down at her feet for a moment, biting her lip as she said this. She was afraid, in a way, that the bluerider would find her not quite up to snuff, since she only heralded from a small cothold nobody had ever heard of.

Liren returned to Kalara's shoulder when L'dar referred to him, trilling his approval of the bluerider. He wrapped his tail around Kalara's neck comfortably, but kept a bright eye on L'dar.

Kalara composed herself quickly and looked back up at the bluerider with a slight smile as though nothing had bothered her. "And where do you hail from, if I may ask?"

[Dizzy]

L'dar grinned but kept his laugh to himself. He had studied people enough as a Harper to believe that she wasn't naive enough to have thought he could guess easily from whence she hailed by just such a small amount of info... but? "There are many small cotholds that look to Lateo, Lass" The blue rider's curiosity was piqued. "Me? Why Lateo Weyr, born and bred. Spent my whole life here."