Ji'n and brown Kzydnth - 36th day of autumn, 15th Turn of the 10th ...
Ji'n has his arms crossed and is staring down at a miniature tunnel, while a mini gold firelizard, making a growl that sounds almost canine, is staring back up at him. "Well shells. I ain't shardin' gettin' sustenance for ethnic group. They can go shardin' primitive or submerge in th'sea for all I love. Y'ain't bringin' 'em haven." Of definitely, his utter is getting louder as he chides that gold element. Gonna 'engender a landscape there, Ji'n. "Well, what do you desire to do tonight?" Lida calls over her get to work towards the oppressive and measure dower melancholy dragon that hovers unswervingly at her side as she makes her way down the ground. There's a falter as the Older Weyrling ostensibly has a rather rapid chit-chat with the morose, before she bursts into giggles. "Oh, c'mon, Vrykth. What would we do with all of Pern? Besides, you don't even like all of it. Uniquely the cold-hearted bits." A around reaches out to pat the dirty-black dragon's muzzle affectionately, before Ji'n manages to meet up into spotlight in front of her. "Ji'n!"...
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