The news of the unexpected bonding of a kitchen worker to a mysterious egg that hatched an even more mysterious wher only surprised Vithire a bit. The unexpected bonding and mysterious egg didn’t surprise her. Vithiresk had come from an egg laid by an unknown female, and she had witnessed unexpected bondings occur for turns. Her old friend Rhea had been one of them when they were both just kids. What surprised her was the wher, a color never seen before, pale and glistening in a color she could never say she had seen before in a wher.
Then she had been requested to take this special case herself by Wherlingmaster Irena. She accepted it, figuring one new Wherling wouldn’t be too hard, and she had taken on lessons of larger groups of wherlings before. She was informed Yara was still new, not trained previously as a wher candidate or handler, and had yet to receive a lot of the basic handler training. So Vithire would be starting from the bottom up.
A message had been sent to Yara to meet with Vithire and Agate Vithiresk in the common room of the Wherhandler Tunnels in the Weyr. It had been sent with ample time for Yara to prepare and be there on time, or so Vithrie felt when she arrived at the common room and found herself a seat to rest in while she waited for her new charge to arrive.
Vithiresk rambled on in Vithire’s head, always the talkative male. She gave him a soft smile and patted his hide while they waited.
*You will see soon enough. Be patient.*