Another Day, Another Dance | {tag} | Ember/Na'vi

The lands around New Atricis that are regarded as Atricis' new territory. Not as big as their previous protective range, but still lots of space and wilds to explore. Dragon Flights and Wher Runs also occur across these lands.
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Thu Dec 13, 2018 7:38 pm

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Though the Caravan should have moved on the next day, they didn't - nor was there much of a sense of urgency about it. Their guests needed to continue their journey and Marden dispatched one of the wagons to take them, with the instructions to return when their duty was fulfilled. With that instruction given, the lone wagon rattled off across the grasslands with the guests in tow. The rest of the Caravan was occupied with the usual duties throughout the day: acquiring food through foraging and light hunting and fishing, taking stock of the Caravan's supplies, and tending to repairs as needed. It was, for all of that, a relatively quiet day - save for the music that inevitably accompanied the work.

Some sang, others drummed, still others plucked on string instruments to keep time and maintain morale. Even Marden got in on it, as he tended to do. And the firelizards, well-trained as they were, assisted as best as they could - to the point of raising their own voices in song.

By the time day wore down into evening, all was well within the Caravan, and the musicians had set up properly around an early fire. The dancers put on lighter versions of their usual costumes - none of the heavy, shimmery 'scales' or the like, but plenty of swishy silks and cottons. Zultana joined them, of course; where they dressed in a rainbow of peacock-bright hues, she was striking in bold golds, greens, bronzes, and white.

They clapped to keep time, chanting along with the drums as they took their respective positions some distance from the fire. The tune told them the dance and they, wordlessly, set into it - it was a shorter piece, one designed to be evocative of the shifting of seasons. It started off bright and vibrant, full of shimmies and shakes that would have been more glorious with their scaled belts and chest-pieces. The dance transitioned into something slightly slower, but more sensual, as summer took over. Fall was marked by the gradual departure of dancers, this girl or that simply falling away onto the ground, like leaves from a tree. Winter always found Zultana alone, her dance a jagged, sharp thing, that would end with her in a stark, rigid posture.

But then the springtime melody started again and the thaw happened, with Zultana loosening up and the other dancers slowly unfurling from their prone postures. The dance repeated - again and again - as they perfected and tightened their moves. Occasionally, Marden barked directions from his vantage point on top of a wagon.

It was, all in all, just another evening of dance practice, performed as if no one was watching - just like any good dance should be.
~ D'mah - M | 16 | Weyrling to Brown Ingverth @ New Atricis Weyr ~
~ Pahaliah - M* | 21 | J'man Harper @ New Atricis Weyr ~
~ Zultana - F | 23 | Dancer/Holdless ~
~ Aglaia - F | 16 | Dragon Candidate @ New Atricis Weyr ~
~ Zoraida - F | 30 | Journeyman Seacrafter ~
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Mon Jan 07, 2019 4:32 am

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Going hunting had been one thing. Hearing the music as they'd flown home - Chinolth had insisted upon it so his fish didn't freeze - had been another. The sounds had been distant, but just distinct enough to catch Na'vi's attention, and she'd had the blue dip low enough for them both to catch sight of the caravan a bit more than had already been noticed.

She didn't recognize their banner or colors, not that she had to. She ahdn't spent much time out and about since leaving Walled, and even what time had been enjoyed beyond the Weyr had been for work rather than leisure.

Even so, she couldn't help but wonder if they knew of her family, or if they'd been warned about the dangerous of the slavers. If they were new to the area, what if they were coming in blind to everything that could happen to them by human hands?

She bit down on her lip. Staying away would be in her best interest, simply because if word somehow reached her family...

We won't be long and a trip between...

But the fish.

Chinolth crooned and wiggled underneath her. They aren't as important as your comfort, silly!

She reached out to touch his warm hide and nodded, thankful for his blessedly beautiful heart. The soft finger to hide feel was enough for him to know to bank and find a wide space to land, and once she was on her feet, she took a cautious step forward, and looked around for someone to make contact with.
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The dancers continued in their gyres, even with the blue shadow that swept overhead. None of the girls looked up - they knew better than to risk breaking their concentration and positioning. Marden would not allow it.

There was, fortunately, plenty of open space for the blue to land and, when the magnificent beast had done so, a couple of the non-dancers peeled away from the wagons.

The two men were obviously related, though one was older than the other by at least a decade and possibly a bit more. Dark-haired, dark-eyed, and dusky-skinned, they were in fine health - though they looked a bit rough around the edges.

"Welcome to our camp, bluerider and blue," the younger man said, dipping into a bow that ended in a flourish.

"We have not yet started to prepare a meal," the older man said, mirroring the bow of the younger. "But we would be pleased to welcome you to our fire, all the same. This is Brother Yurden."

"And this is Brother Lisden," the younger said with a tilted sort of smile and a nod toward the older of the two. "The dancers are practicing right now, but you are both welcome to watch. Perhaps tonight will be the night that the blue entraps the gold!"
~ D'mah - M | 16 | Weyrling to Brown Ingverth @ New Atricis Weyr ~
~ Pahaliah - M* | 21 | J'man Harper @ New Atricis Weyr ~
~ Zultana - F | 23 | Dancer/Holdless ~
~ Aglaia - F | 16 | Dragon Candidate @ New Atricis Weyr ~
~ Zoraida - F | 30 | Journeyman Seacrafter ~
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Thu Jan 17, 2019 4:32 am

They seemed welcoming enough, good. Perhaps that meant they would be receptive to what she had to say. She would need to be cautious though, considering she didn't know them. Strangers, she reminded herself, always did need to be treated with consideration.

"Thank you for the warm welcome, sirs." She said, minding her manners. She was a representative of her Weyr at present, and she wouldn't dare paint it in an ill picture. "I am Na'vi, weyrling rider of blue Chinolth."

When she spoke of him, the blue rumbled in welcome as well and when looked at, he could be seen attempting a bow of his own. He managed to pull it off rather smoothly, too. She couldn't help but smile at that. "He says he is pleased by your welcome to your fine caravan, and appreciates your invitation to me. I would enjoy the warmth of your hospitality, thank you."
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Thu Jan 17, 2019 9:18 pm

Timing is, as always, everything.

"Thank you for the warm welcome, sirs." She said, minding her manners. She was a representative of her Weyr at present, and she wouldn't dare paint it in an ill picture. "I am Na'vi, weyrling rider of blue Chinolth."

Zultana arrives in that narrow span of time between introductions, rubbing vigorously at her face and neck with a damp towel. Her hair is a bit mussed from the process, but the result is a clean face and temporarily cool skin and she's more than willing to take the aesthetic hit.

Besides, it just took a little bit of quick smoothing to get those flyaways under control!

"He says he is pleased by your welcome to your fine caravan, and appreciates your invitation to me. I would enjoy the warmth of your hospitality, thank you."

"Ah! Welcome to our fire, Na'vi and Chinolth!" Zultana chimed in brightly. She draped the towel around her neck and laughed, clapping delightedly at the fine bow that the blue offered. The dancer bounced on the balls of her feet and it was Brother Lisden that looked askance at her. "Are you a performer, you handsome blue? You have all the makings of one, I can feel it."

"I thought you were practicing?" Lisden wondered.

"All done now, Brother! Father Marden wanted to speak with both of you, actually. Shoo! Go! I will take care of our honored guests." The dancer laughed and motioned for Lisden and Yurden to go - and they did, though with some degree of reluctance. Lisden looked back briefly, as if uncertain, but she flapped a hand at them to just go, already.

"My apologies, guest Na'vi. I'm Zultana. It's a pleasure to meet you and welcome you! Father Marden would be here to greet you himself, but he's busy." Sincere notes of apology rang in her voice and she briefly dipped her head. "I'm sure they told you that we don't have any performances right now. Later, certainly! But, please, come, come. I can at least show you around. What brings you both here?" The dancer was keen to include the dragon as well, her gaze going from rider to blue and back again.
~ D'mah - M | 16 | Weyrling to Brown Ingverth @ New Atricis Weyr ~
~ Pahaliah - M* | 21 | J'man Harper @ New Atricis Weyr ~
~ Zultana - F | 23 | Dancer/Holdless ~
~ Aglaia - F | 16 | Dragon Candidate @ New Atricis Weyr ~
~ Zoraida - F | 30 | Journeyman Seacrafter ~
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