Trigger Warning for Mention of Rape and Abuse
Wingrider Solai and Green Dragon Tyreth
The scent of suspicion began to warn Solai her efforts would fail disastrously. His lack of response and telling posture told her a line had been crossed in her attempt to be friendly, though why, she did not know... not until Shireth's words struck her thoughts directly.
I don't know how things are done where you come from but to my Precious you don't make friends by trying to get into a fight with them, even a practice match. Especially if you're a woman, far as he's concern even sparring with a woman is suicide.
I beg your pardon?
While Solai attempted to be understanding, as a northern woman who endured her own horrors with men, her sympathies only went so far. Immediately her brow furrowed at I'ent, her temperament flashing from the once cheerful greenrider to indignant woman.
She's starting to...If she doesn't drop this wish to fight with my Precious I may have to knock her over. Or call my mate over to bite her...he likes doing that.
Tyreth's eyes whirled red towards the green when she threatened to harm her rider, though the speckled green understood civility enough not to outright snap at her. But make no mistake, Tyreth was sorely tempted, and she did not mince words with Shireth. I've been with Solai for over ten turns and I do not take threats against her lightly, even from dragons like you. She is my life. Therefore, if your mate ever hurts her physically with the intent to cause her harm... I'll take him between myself.
The green refused to let Shireth threaten her rider with unprovoked violence and get away with it. Though Solai was a strong woman willing to endure I'ent's bitter behaviour, it did not mean she deserved physical abuse as well.
Solai took a long and deep breath to calm herself. Did she say anything? She debated. it was evident she needed to go, and should have walked away without another word, but she would not give him the satisfaction of letting him live in his bubble of victimhood after his dragon's remarks. "You know," she began calmly, "you're not the only victim here. Where I come from, the women of the north are treated worse than the men in the south, and unlike you southern boys, who only need to step on northern territory to be free from your shackles, northern women can't escape it because there is nowhere to go." Even in Walled, northern girls could still suffer and be branded as slaves to be used by the whims of men. She continued with a voice as cool as between
, "Girls as young as twelve are forced to become slaves in marriage to meet the needs of older men, and men abuse and rape women every day with impunity. Even my own mother wasn't spared from the violence for all she was a Weyrwoman, and even I've had my own share of violent men ever since I was a child. It nearly killed both of us. But you know what? For all I want to tell all the men I encounter to go fuck themselves, I at least try to give them a chance first to prove me wrong... despite their sex and what it stands for in my
life. So I'ent, Shireth... go fuck yourselves. You've earned it." Solai turned to walk away, only to stop and say one last thing. "Oh... and since you're so keen on finding fault with a woman's sex, stay away from my sister. She deserves better." Angela had already had to deal with northern misogyny. Last thing she needed right now was to be exposed to the southern variety too.
Solai walked away, putting I'ent behind her. For all he said he was nothing like the northern men, I'ent had proven himself to be no better than them.
Dragon Candidate Angela
Angela wanted to stay angry at Solai, though how could she? Logic slowly got the better of Angela, reminding her that in the end, what happened between her sister and K'rios was the result of a flight. Besides, why should she care? While the candidate could not deny the fact she held some sort of affection for K'rios, she also had no desire to act on it. Such things simply did not interest her.
The circle did, however, interest her, though she simply did not have the gumption to ask anyone to spar with her. Though brave in other matters, social situations tested her courage, at least for the meantime. Watching Solai interact with that man, Angela found herself envying her older sister once more. How did she do it? Just... walk up to men like that? Angela had half the mind to do the same, or at least she did until it had become evident Solai's conversation had gone sour. Even Tyreth was upset.
She thought, hoping Tyreth would tell her.
They were hostile,
Tyreth replied as she moved away from Shireth and walked towards the entrance of the circle.
What did that mean? Angela regarded the green, only to switch her gaze back to Solai who had reached the bleachers. "What did he say? Did he insult you?"
Her sister did not immediately answer. Instead, she kept silent for several breaths, enough to make Angela hold her own in concern. Already her stomach sunk. What did he say?
Tyreth denied her a response this time.
Ever so slowly, the smile returned to her face, albeit a morose one. "How about we get out of here, have some sister time. Just you and me."
Angela treated it as suspicious. "What did he say to you?"
After an initial delay, Solai replied. "He was being a man. How about I just put it that way."
The simple response did not exactly speak the volumes Solai likely intended, but it got her point across, for Solai only brought up the term "being a man" when they had treated her as less than human for being a woman. Lips pressed in disappointment, and immediately Angela resented the person who demeaned her sister. His name might remain an unknown, but she had a face to remember him by. "I'm sorry. Yeah, we can go have some sister time. I wasn't going to stick around anyway." Not the entire truth, but she loved Solai enough to set her wants aside and be a sister to her.
"Thanks," Solai smiled back at her.
How could she say "no" to family? As Solai whistled for Scarletto to return to her shoulder, Angela gathered her hybrids and motioned towards Tyreth at the entrance. Maybe tonight they could talk about everything... talk about nothing... and be what sisters should always be to one another: loving support. Living in Emalia's absence, and with their parents now moved to Evanoria with Sunnita, Angela found herself in need of the constants of family.
"So can I ask you about K'rios?" Solai opened the conversation as they walked towards Tyreth.
"What about him? Do you like him?" she asked the two questions as though there were linked together naturally. She blushed when she realised her error.
Solai chuckled in turn. "I think... we need to have a talk, a good talk, but a talk."
Angela supposed that was true as she mounted onto Tyreth behind Solai, and let the green take them to a place far more inviting than the Sparring Circle.
(Sorry that didn't turn out. I'll leave it open if you want I'ent to close it.