The time was passing quickly in a blur of feeding, washing and caring for Shireth plus lessons and chores I'ent quickly lost track of time. Since the Hatching Feast he had no opportunity to see Locke or K'ent, in fact he barely had time to even wonder how they were doing. Getting to know his fellow Weyrlings wasn't always easy as they were very busy with their own dragons and lessons, no to mention it was clear most of them were very familiar with each other and to him, most were strangers. He never was very outgoing and always content to not have any attention drawn towards him so it didn't make it easy for his fellow Weyrlings to get to know him.
Shireth was always growing, I'ent had never known dragons to grow so fast. He was certain she had doubled her birth size and it had only been a few months since she hatched. He loved every inch of her however and didn't mind the work required to keep her hide soft and free of dry patches, a task that wasn't as easy as it sounded. She also stayed awake for longer periods compared to the first month but still slept for awhile after meals.
I'ent was outside of the Weyrling Barracks watching Shireth stalk and chase some tunnelsnake that had wondered into her sights. It wasn't a very big one and he knew Shireth was fast enough to avoid the snake's attempts to bite her. It was rather amusing to see her stalk and pounce, utterly fearless in facing the pest. Eventually he knew she'll kill it and lose all interest and the various flits that were hanging around will likely fight over the remains.
<I will defeat this foul beast and hang it's head upon my wall as a warning to all such creatures!> Shireth announced, her voice sounding quite bold and menacing in a way that had I'ent chuckling to himself. A sound anybody who knew him would be surprised to hear from him.