Sul'tek was in the process of making sure that Basarolth was freshly oiled and bathed. The brown had enjoyed it, but his mind was elsewhere and it perked the silent curiosity of the rider. "What is it Basarolth?" The brown's mind seemed to snap back to Sul'tek then and he decided to tell him what he saw. Requieth and his are on their way.
Oh, that meant that T'brek was done getting used to the Weyr then?
T'brek was Sul'tek's brother. There was no half-sibling with them, they shared the same mother and father, and it made them kind of close. Even though they weren't raised together, Sul'tek still made sure to stay close to his brother. The protective nature of his brother was defiantly there, and it transferred to Basarolth as well. T'brek declined being brought to my ridge. Wants to come to the door it seems like.
Sul'tek gave a small laugh at the brown's voice. He seemed to be slightly irritated that they had done that, perhaps it was because Basarolth seemed to like Requieth. "Well, invite Requieth up to your ridge Basarolth." He said as he put down the supplies he had as he walked to his door. He opened it, and there was the brotherly smile that he held for T'brek. "T'brek! How has the Weyr been treating you? Come on in, Basarolth would love to see you and Requieth." He helped enhance the question that Basarolth was currently asking the pewter dragon.
Requieth, come up. Don't want you to feel lonely out there. There is enough room on my ridge for us both.
Sul'tek held back a physical laugh at his brown, but he felt the anger flash between them, which told him that Basarolth still knew he wanted to laugh.