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 | when = Day 13, Month 4, Turn 31
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 | log = Eastern Bowl, High Reaches Weyr<br>Ringed by rough granite walls to all sides but one, this end of the huge bowl narrows from the even broader plain to the west, continuing the ever so slight downward slope toward the blue and green of the Weyr's lake and surrounding foliage. More open to sun and wind than the western bowl, but less frequented when there aren't weyrlings in residence, the bowl's grassy tufts keep the topsoil in place and thicken into a bloodstained meadow within the feeding pens that adjoin the lake.<br>At the base of the surrounding cliffs lie entrances to several caverns, including the dragon infirmary and the weyrling barracks: the former to the northwest near where the spires begin, the latter opposite to the southwest. Both archways are large and dark enough for any dragon to pass through, but it's the infirmary's that is haunted by faint smells of redwort and numbweed, as though over generations they have seeped into the very stone. To the southeast, between the weyrling area and the lake, there are a handful of structures built into the floor of the bowl, standing out amidst otherwise an empty space.
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−	There is a tiny creeling sound from Kazavoth as he pushes into Arekoth's nudge, then he follows his sire's encouragement toward the meal. He glances to Ilicaeth, but it's almost an offhand sort of gesture, chin raised slightly, wings lifted just barely off his back now. << What she said. //Toots//. >> Okay, what might have only remained implied mocking is now reinforced in the brown's mindvoice. There is humor there, but also a level of disdain. << You ''do'' know you are embarrassing yourself now, yes? >> The last syllable hangs in an almost serpentine hiss. He merely watches as Ilicaeth goes back to eating, then with a last, more private word to his sire, he turns to join D'kan, who will now have the pleasure of bathing his blood-spattered lifemate again. The weyrling gives a last wave to Alida and the two remaining dragons, then the brown pair heads into the the weyrling caverns.	+	There is a tiny creeling sound from Kazavoth as he pushes into Arekoth's nudge, then he follows his sire's encouragement toward the meal. He glances to Ilicaeth, but it's almost an offhand sort of gesture, chin raised slightly, wings lifted just barely off his back now. << What she said. ''Toots''. >> Okay, what might have only remained implied mocking is now reinforced in the brown's mindvoice. There is humor there, but also a level of disdain. << You ''do'' know you are embarrassing yourself now, yes? >> The last syllable hangs in an almost serpentine hiss. He merely watches as Ilicaeth goes back to eating, then with a last, more private word to his sire, he turns to join D'kan, who will now have the pleasure of bathing his blood-spattered lifemate again. The weyrling gives a last wave to Alida and the two remaining dragons, then the brown pair heads into the the weyrling caverns.

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−	One of those little dragons responds with an outreach of greeting, his excitement blunted only by a deep desire not to reveal too ~~little~~ too soon. << Oh, I do appreciate ''fresh'', >> he replies with a gusto limned with that excitement he ''can't'' reign in. The brown is near his rider, both enjoying the afternoon's sunlight in the eastern end of the bowl, though as Kazavoth senses the approaching adult, he steps away slightly, nose pointed upward in anticipation.	+	One of those little dragons responds with an outreach of greeting, his excitement blunted only by a deep desire not to reveal too much too soon. << Oh, I do appreciate ''fresh'', >> he replies with a gusto limned with that excitement he ''can't'' reign in. The brown is near his rider, both enjoying the afternoon's sunlight in the eastern end of the bowl, though as Kazavoth senses the approaching adult, he steps away slightly, nose pointed upward in anticipation.