Out for a Look Around [Tag: Fawkes/Drujiean]

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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Mon Jan 27, 2020 6:58 am

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The past turn had been filled with learning for Vithire, but she silently loved every minute of it. Vist was an amazing creature to get to know, the feathery whers capturing her attention the more she realized they were in fact whers, just a bit different than the ones that hailed from Isilian bloodlines. It helped that Vist got along well with Vithiresk, and she didn't find them grumbling at one another the way her old brown had before he passed away turns ago. There was no mild dominance struggles between the two, in part perhaps because of their ranking positions naturally, but also because Vist and the other Island Whers seemed to be more docile than even the Isilian Whers.

But the time for graduation was fast approaching, and while Vithire had no worries about it, having been a handler for quite a few turns before becoming a dualhandler for a second time, there were some others that were a little more nervous about it, or ones the leadership wanted to be absolutely sure were ready for full work as Guardhandlers. Drujiean and Drust were one of the pairs in question, just because of the unexpectedness of their bond, so, not-so-sneakily, the Wherlingmasters paired Vithire and Drujiean to go on a long patrol out in the Atrician Lands away from the Weyr itself.

Knowing well what they would need for their patrol, Vithire had planned and packed the saddlebags that Vithiresk would carry. Vist seemed a bit too small to carry much extra weight, tiny, waifish thing that she was. So when Vithire and her two whers stood in the Yard, waiting at the meetup place for Drujiean, Vithiresk was packed and ready to go, while Vist only was fitted with riding straps and a few starlizards perched along her back. While they waited, Vithire looked over her whers' straps once more, making sure everything was adjusted right, and nothing was frayed.
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The woman could hardly believe that nearly a Turn had gone by already, it had all been such a blur. Since the moment she bonded to Drust, her entire life had flipped on it's head. Night is day and day is night for the crafter now, and it had been a hard adjustment, but she'd learned to live with it as best she could. The thing that suffered most was perhaps her time with her son, little Luka was nearing 5 Turns old and though he had plenty of friends and people looking after him in the creche, Dru felt guilt at not being there for him more. However, the little boy was head over heels for Drust and just adored the wher more than he'd ever fawned over Frehzia, so at least there was some consolation in his love for the island wher as well. When she could though, she shared a meal with him, joining him for breakfast while she ate her dinner, or vice versa, and it seemed the Luka seemed to understand why she wasn't around much.

That evening, or morning for her, she'd shared some time with her son, enjoying a mug of klah and a plate of scrambled eggs with some buttered bread while Luka went on about his day. She smiled and laughed in all the right places, cherishing the look on his face when he smiled or the way his eyes lit up when he laughed, and she savored the moments for as long as she could. Alas, duty comes to call eventually and she walked Luka back to the creche and kissed the boy goodnight, promising to see him again soon. He gave his mother a tight hug and then stroked Drusts' long crest feathers when the flare lowered herself for him to reach. "Night night Drust. Keep Mama safe out there." The little boy said, and then hugged the island wher as well, before turning back to his mom for one more hug from her as well. Scampering off, the little boy followed after the others who were being ushered off to their beds now.

Durjiean watched for a moment or two longer, but a nudge for her bonded seemed to bring her back and as the flare wher turned away, so too did the crafter woman. Keep you safe, for boy. Drust said with a little hint of mirth in her tone, promising with her heart though to fulfill that oath of hers as well. The woman smiled softly, and lay her hand upon the feathered shoulder that walked beside her, and together they went back to their apartment to get ready for the night ahead of them.

So close to graduation, the wherlings were given a bit more freedoms, and while Dru and her wher had always been watched closely as the only adult of the species, they seemed to be tested more often now. They'd been assigned to a patrol outside the Weyr, a single dualhandler as her guide and one of her own classmates as well. Vithire had been a full fledged wherhandler -even dualhandler- before, so Dru knew she was in good hands with the other woman. The crafter figured the 'Leaders wanted to see how Dru and Drust handled themselves out there, as well as perhaps even testing Vithire and her dual whers, Isilian and Island stock. They should all be at the top of their game for this and prove capable, should they come across anything that is... Dru almost hoped for an uneventful patrol, while at the same time feeling wistful for something to do.

The wherhandler had never really been on a long patrol before, just on the outskirts of the Weyr and with a whole group, so she only had a vague idea of what to expect while out there. The woman packed up a small satchel with a few supplies like a waterskin and rations of nuts, berries, dried fruits and jerked wherry, along with a few bandages and herbs for any scrapes and cuts they may get along the way. Of course, she wasn't a trained healer, but she was a beast crafter and a mother and knew how to handle some of the minor wounds, and best to have the supplies and not need them. The crafter in her also brought along a notepad that she could draw quick sketches, or write down observations of the wildlife, if they caught a glimpse of anything that was... three whers and two humans would likely create a disturbance enough to scare off most critters, but there might be a brave one that sticks around long enough to be seen by the eager crafter.

When she wasn't quite sure what else to pack, and her satchel was full to the brim with everything she could think of bringing, she turned toward Drust and worked on getting the wher into her riding straps. The flare was dainty and stepped into the straps, and then stood patiently while the woman worked on buckling all of them, checking them over thrice before feeling satisfied with them. Before they could leave though, she quickly made sure all her pets would be safe and sound for the day. There was plenty of food in various bowls around the apartment, and Dakota was curled up in a nest of old towels, while Pele was laying in the shadows under the couch, waiting for something to go awry. Zumi of course, wasn't going to let her leave without him, and this time Poli was keen on attending her as well, but the crafter thought better of bringing the clingy gossamer along on a patrol. Instead, she encouraged the gossamer to start grooming the fur of the furflit and while he was distracted, Dru made her exit with the blue firelizard and the flare wher in tow.

The trio made their way through the tunnels then and out into the Yard, glancing about once or twice until they spotted the vibrant hides of the two distinct agate and green whers. Vithire was close by them and Drujiean made her way toward the dualhandler, while Drust trotted quietly up to the smaller green and larger agate, trilling softly at them in greeting. "Hope you haven't been waiting long." Dru said as she approached, the mottled blue firelizard balancing on her shoulder with his tail curled around her neck for stability. Zumi even gave a chirrup of his own in greeting, and his two feet shifted slightly on the woman's shoulder as if he wanted to get a closer look, but leaning would most certainly make him fall without the use of forearms to steady himself.

"I packed a few things I thought we might need... but I see you likely already have it all covered and more." The crafter patted her satchel and then grinned as she saw the saddlebags strapped to the agates' sides. Drujiean couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped her as she smiled at the dualhandler. "I suppose it's better to be safe than sorry though, right? I'm ready when you are then." The woman added with a slight shrug of her shoulders and then seemed to defer to Vithire now, looking to her for what to do next.
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... you mustn't lose it"


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Sat Feb 01, 2020 9:19 am

The whers hearing the approach of footsteps was what first alerted Vithire to the presence of those they waited for. Vist frolicked forward first though, recognizing one of her own and practically bouncing on her feet to Drust, making a sort of happy bay sound that sounded almost like a sheep bleat, an odd habit Vithire had noticed of the little thing early on into their time together. It was endearing.

"Not long at all," Vithire answered Drujiean with a nod of her head, turning away from Vithiresk's straps to better acknowledge the arrival of her patrol partners for the night. She nodded again when Drujiean noted Vithire's packs and it better to be safe, agreeing with her.

"That is right," she answered, "It is best to always pack something, or have supplies divided between your patrol members, in case of extenuating circumstances such as separation, injury, a fight, or even getting lost. So you are right to have packed as well, we will surely have plenty should anything come up," Vithire explained, almost praising Drujiean in her thought process of packing supplies as well, unable to help sounding a bit like an Assistant Wherlingmaster despite not technically being one until after Vist was deemed old enough and well trained enough.

"We shall head out then, mount Drust and I will ride Vist. Vithiresk will carry the bulk of our supplies with his greater strength. We are heading farther out for a long patrol, so it is best we don't push our whers too much. Just keep Drust with Vist's pace. If she gets tired, let me know and we can take a rest."

With that, Vithire did as she said she would, climbing up onto the feathery green and settling herself where it would be most comfortable for her and Vist, moving a few starlizards out of the way, forcing them to go perch on Vithiresk instead. Once she was sure that Drujiean and Drust were ready, Vithire signaled with a hand that it was time to go, then whistled, setting Vithiresk and Vist in motion, with Vist at the front and Vithiresk behind so that Vist and Drust could set the pace and he could watch their tails.
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