Everything The Light Touches -- {Teteakea / Marve}

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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When the Igenites had first come to Atricis, Safryn had taken some time to introduce herself to the new riders and welcome them to their new home, and she'd taken a special interest in the weyrlings as well. She'd wanted to make sure that regardless how Igen may have viewed their dragonets, Atricis would harbor no such ill will toward their gifted dragons. There was one among them that she knew she would have to keep her eye on, for the future of Atricis as well, and it was Teteakea and her gold Siveynarth. The girl would become a Jr. Weyrwoman once she was graduated, she would fly in Safryn's own Wing and it was best to keep tabs on her from the start.

They had spoken on only a few occasions, but that did not mean Safryn didn't know as much as she could about the young woman and her gold. Regular reports came from the E'mir and his assistants and from what she could gather the young goldrider was learning well, but she was stubborn and still held a sense of resentment. Safryn had no doubt it was from her upbringing as an Igenese, and found it odd that such a magnificently unique gold would bond to a girl with such a soured mind. But, alas, she knew not what the dragons knew, only that one day Teteakea would be working alongside her, and it was best if the young woman learned to appreciate Atricis and what the Weyr had to offer.

It took some time, with the resettling of the Igen Weyrfolk, and then news from Walled, Safryn had barely had a moment of rest to herself while she worried for her own Weyr. She relied on her queenriders though, she learned to delegate what she could and her authority trickled down the ranks in order to get the job done. She had trust in Isiana as her 'Second, and she had faith in Keket and Dirce to provide for the Weyr with even the most menial of tasks, because right now, no task too small was 'un-important'. Safryn had to know if she could come to trust and rely on Teteakea when the time came as well, if she would have to sway the young woman into believing in Atricis the way the rest of the queenriders did.

It was a crisp autumn afternoon, and the Weyrwoman had already held several meetings that morning instructing Isiana and L'van of her intentions that afternoon, and delegating to her 'Second to take over for her while she was away for a few hours. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, everything should flow smoothly for the day to day operations of the Weyr, and should anything dire arise and she was needed, she assured them both she would only be a blink of between away. She had also sent word ahead to E'mir, asking to borrow the weyrling for a while, excusing her from the afternoon lesson, as there would be a bigger lesson taught today.

Siveynarth, my rider requests you and yours to join us today. The Senior queen informed the youngest gold as she winged her way down into the Yard with the fair redhead already strapped into place between the dappled shoulders. There was the subtle hint of a demand in the dark gold's tone as this was more of an order, not a suggestion, but the words were kind enough to appease the haughty young woman's ire.

Safryn and Soquilith waited for them in the Yard, not far from the weyrling barracks and she expected the young goldrider to be prompt in the summons. She had a idea in mind, to show Teteakea the whole of Atricis and the lands beyond, to show her what lands they protected, to enlighten her about what Atricis was all about and perhaps even plant a seed of something more in the young woman's mind. To show her the home that could all be hers someday even, as the youngest goldrider, if she stuck it out with Atricis, one day perhaps she would become Weyrwoman and if that day ever happened, Safryn hoped it would only continue the legacy of Atricis, not sour it with Igenese ideals.

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E'mir's punishment for Teteakea's disrespect had lasted for a while. For a solid three months she had been subjected to little to no free time beyond what was needed to take care of herself and anything Siveynarth needed, but with Siveynarth needing a little less each sevenday, Teteakea's time on punishment lasted longer. She was assigned to all sorts of extra chores, from mucking out stalls in the stables, fetching laundry from around the Weyr, to even cleaning the baths or running orders for the kitchens. In the evenings she was exiled to the Weyr's archive building, with either an assistant Weyrlingmaster or an archivist that was brought in to aid in her studying. She was kept under supervision to ensure she worked, as well as to help decide which thing she was to read next. A few of the harpers even brought it on themselves to quiz Teteakea on what she read to ensure she had taken it in and actually read, offering reports of how she did to the Weyrlingmasters.

The bright side to all of this was Teteakea was learning a lot. She learned a lot about the innerworkings of a Weyr, about all the different types of people that were needed to make a Weyr run smoothly. She also learned a lot in the archives as well. She learned about the long history of Atricis Weyr, and its extension Weyy, New Atricis Weyr, seeing it all from an archival view instead of from the view of outsiders who likely hadn't experienced any of it themselves. She couldn't help but be amazed at reading about Weyrwoman Solange and the changes she sought to make for the Weyr, namely the change that brought about the option for Mating Flights for the riders of female dragons. She'd heard about these "Locked Flights," but reading about how it had come about was different than just hearing about it passing. It made her think about that, about how that could apply to her too, but only for a moment before Siveynarth seemed uneasy about those thoughts, making Teteakea have to put those considerations away for another time.

Her punishment had ended after the assessments of the class at month 8 of their training. Teteakea faired well in the assessments, and the reports from the harpers for her independent studies were also favorable. She'd learned a lot, that much couldn't be denied, so she was taken off punishment, and allowed to have her free time once again.

Now it was a few months later, past the point where she and Siveynarth had flown together for the first time, an amazing day that had enabled her to stop being so grumpy about everything for a while, and enjoy a part of what being a Dragonrider would mean. Flying.

That day though, Teteakea had been given fair warning from E'mir that she would be dismissed from afternoon lessons for something more important for her as a Queenrider. While many of her lessons were held alongside her fellows, there were some things she learned separately, so it wasn't too surprising she was being dismissed for something else. She hadn't quite been told what though, so she waited around at the barracks to see if someone was going to come get them or reach out to them. So it was when Senior Queen Soquilith reached out to Siveynarth, Teteakea heard it too.

Siveynarth, my rider requests you and yours to join us today.

*Teteakea...*

*Yes, I heard. I suppose it wouldn't do to keep the Senior pair waiting.*

Luckily, they had already been waiting for something, so it took no time at all for Teteakea to mount onto the still growing Siveynarth, and the two to wing across the Yard to where the dark Senior Queen was waiting.

For a moment, Teteakea wondered if Soquilith could be considered like Siveynarth for her dark hide, but when Siveynarth landed near the dark colored Queen, she saw the differences. Soquilith still shined with Gold, even in the darkest parts of her hide, with Siveynarth's black seemed to eat even the direct light on her hide, giving only the barest hint of metallic shine the blackness of her hide on her left side.

"We have arrived, Senior Weyrwoman Safryn," Teteakea announced when Siveynarth landed, using Safryn's proper title, having well since learned it was best to show respect regardless of any personal opinions. Not that he had any personal opinions about Safryn herself, having not spent much time with the very busy woman before now.
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The senior pair did not have long to wait for the arrival of the younger golden pair, as the weyrling should have expected their summons, and there was a welcoming smile on the fair redheaded woman's features. Safryn gave an acknowledging nod at Teteakea's proper use of her title and greeted her in kind. "Thank you Teteakea. I appreciate your promptness." The older goldrider said, her gaze shifting toward Siveynarth appreciatively. It wasn't often she'd been up close with the young gold, and the view from afar doesn't do her justice as the brilliant sunset hide was absorbed by a black as void as between. It was a striking contrast of colors that was most pleasing to the eye though and Safryn couldn't help but admire her for a moment, until she felt a nudge in her mind. The goldrider gave a sly, private smile as she stroked her own dragons ego, appreciating Soqi' own dark golden unique beauty as well.

"I thought we might go flying together this afternoon. There are a few places within the protectorate that I'd like to show you, as well as a few things we must discuss about your training of course." The Weyrwomans' tone was actually quite pleasant toward the young woman, perhaps even a hint of casualness and a little nonchalance about their conversation along the way. She wanted to set the weyrling at ease, give Tetea a sense of comfort while speaking with her, because they would have to work together quite a bit over the next several Turns. If she wanted Tetea to open up to her, and allow Safryn to plant those seeds of thought about Atricis, it would help if the young woman could feel relaxed around her first. There was a time and place for power and authority and this was not one of them, unless the young goldrider proved otherwise.

"I'm not sure if the Weyrlingmasters have flown you to the Old Camp yet or not, but that's where I'd like to start. I hear you have been reading about Atricis' history, but it's a whole other thing to actually see it and talk to someone who has lived through some of the worst of it before we moved South." The goldrider added, trying to gauge Tetea's reaction to where they were going and the questions she would be able to ask of Safryn. There were others of course, those who lived through the quakes and collapse of their old home, and then making a whole new home for themselves on a whole new continent. It may not have been quite as abrupt as Igen's fall, but Safryn knew quite a bit about how Tetea must be feeling about losing her home and loved ones.

The barest thought about Atricis' collapse always brought back the memories of her brother, and there was the slightest sinking of her heart, a dull ache that hitched her breath for a brief moment. Shayn had died when the kitchens collapsed, one of the last big quakes of Old Atricis and she'd been left to move South with no family to call her own. She took a breath to steady herself while also feeling a wash of compassion flow through her from their bond, and Soquilith bespoke her softly and soothingly. You may have lost your family then, but you've created a new one here and you'll never lose us now. The redheaded woman smiled softly to herself, and leaned in to give the great golden neck a gentle pat and scratch, taking the moment to bring herself back to the matter at hand.

Her gaze shifted back to Tetea and her striking young gold, as if remembering something and then deciding it wasn't something to be bothered by and the Weyrwoman smiled warmly at the weyrling goldrider. Yes, Tetea may have Heard what Soqi had said, but perhaps it was almost better that way, a nugget of truth about the Seniors' life and perhaps something similar to the young womans' own story. Safryn admitted to herself, she did not know much about Teteakea's own background either, at least not any first hand knowledge, only what a ledger would tell her about the girl.

That was what today was all about, was it not? Getting to know each other, talk amongst themselves about whatever came up, find answers to some questions, or discuss other questions that had no answer yet, and hopefully set a foundation of trust and respect between the two goldriders.
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