Logs:Early Snow
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| RL Date: 26 May, 2013 |
| Who: N'ky, April |
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| What: Two weyrling pairs enjoy night-time snowfall. |
| Where: Cailluneth's Ledge |
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| Weather: Though overall pleasant, the temperature has dropped just below the freezing mark, enough to allow the lightest sprinkle of snow to fall from the skies. |
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| Cailluneth's Ledge, High Reaches Weyr High up, where the wind whistles freely by no matter what the season is, this weyr ledge is secluded and cold, kept out of the sun for most of the day by the rocky outcropping of the Weyr's rim. It offers a decent view of most of the Weyr with the lake in the far distance, but the real show-stopper is at night: the skies open up above it, with - weather permitting, of course - a clear view of the 'Reaches stars, mostly unobstructed given its location. It's of just smaller than average size, big enough for two dragons to perch side by side, or for a smaller one to lounge, though its lack of sun and warmth tends not to encourage such activities. A narrow entranceway into the weyr may cause difficulties for a larger dragon, unless they're careful to tuck their wings in; once inside, though, it opens up to a couch that's amply sized for a pair of dragons to comfortably cuddle. It's mostly open to the rider's quarters, leaving little separation between lifemates. The temperature up in their lofty little corner of the Weyr was always somewhat cooler than elsewhere, gusts of wind ensnared by the crag in which their ledge sat. And yet N'ky and Cailuneth remained outside, despite the bitterness in the air. It was worth feeling cold to watch the early sprinkling of snow fall over the Weyr from such a height. N'ky was bundled up in his riding gear, with his overlong scarf coiled multiple times around his neck, and his beanie secure over his wayward curls. The warmth of Cailluneth's chest to his back helped too. Every breath crystallise in front of him, turning to mist not unlike the smoke his lifemate exhaled during flaming. Darcielth arrived, winging in for a neat landing in the relatively tight space available. That there was so little room with Cailluneth stretched out made N'ky wonder what it might be like when she was fully grown; would one of the Weyr's larger dragons even fit on his ledge? Would it matter so much if they couldn't? At least they'd have fewer guests that way... their weyr was his little sanctuary, and he didn't like the thought of it being invaded by anyone unwanted. But, for now, there was more than enough space for both blue and green weyrling dragons to arrange themselves comfortably, leaning up against one another just as April stepped in between Cailluneth's forelegs to curl up with N'ky. She'd brought a blanket and a flask of klah, the former of which she tucked in over their legs, while the latter she passed to N'ky for him to drink from. Settled in for the evening, there was no need for words or awkward conversation; N'ky held April to his side as they watched the moonlit snow flutter down to the world below them, the protective heat of their dragons keeping them warm and safe from the elements. It was perfect. |
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