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Author Topic: Gold Clutching In the Weyr's Name [Open]  (Read 911 times)

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Re: In the Weyr's Name [Open]
« Reply #45 on: March 24, 2017, 06:39:57 PM »
As Ara worked on keeping her stitches neat and even, folks mulled around her. Some joined friends and loved ones. Others left having chores to attend to. Every so often a voice called a greeting to the creche worker but for the most part Fiara was left to her own devices. Resigning herself to a lonely evening, Ara let her shoulders shift in a heavy sigh. However fate had other ideas for the brunette it seemed as a pair of footsteps caught her attention.

Pausing at the turn of a row, Ara's gaze shifted up just in time to catch a pair of familiar faces before their voices rang out. A shy sort of smile came to her own face as she nodded at the boy and blue rider. "I wouldn't mind the company. I've been banished from the creche for the evening," She added with a small pout. Her pout shifted dramatically though as the tiny green joined the odd trio. Unable to stop her coo of adoration, Ara waited to see what the little lady was up to. Another happy squeak left the young mother as Mimic nosed her creation. "I-it's a firelizard," Ara stammered out before clearing her throat and explaining, "I'm teaching myself a pattern to make fuzzy flits. My kids are always asking for cuddly toys." After pausing once more Ara felt a frown come to her face, "Can you tell that it's a blue-flit?"

 

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