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Three months had already gone by in a flash. It had seemed like just yesterday they had stood for Killakeeth’s hatching, and such a sweet voice had called to them from the edge of the healers’ station. Now Negoncath was getting so big, her wings getting so strong, that soon enough their beloved sweet girl would be taking her first flight -- and their first flight together not long after that!

Bonding with fellow weyrlings had been a bit of a challenge, though not as bad as Nonami had thought -- back before finding Negoncath. Before their beloved dragon, the thought of being with a smaller, intimate class had been terrifying. But now? Nothing was quite so scary. The world was much less scary when there was a constant chatter of love and sweetness flowing through the bond. Nonami knew at least a few weyrlings from candidacy, and had grown to know a few more.

It’s because you are so strong, my dearest heart. So strong, so brave. You have come such a long way, and we make strides everyday. So have my siblings and Theirs! So wonderful, so brave.

Nonami smiled, putting a hand on Negoncath’s shoulder as they walked. With your support, they are.

Oh, I try my best. They do much on their own! Such wonderful siblings, and all their amazing riders. The past months have been absolutely amazing. Trilling, Negoncath kept an easy pace with her rider as they made headway down to the beach. It had been the intent, but a bright splash of glimmering blue caught Negoncath’s attention. Oh! Rubiginth! -- Come on, dearest heart! Let’s go say hi! With a warm chirrup, the green made her way over to where the pair seemed to be… drawing in the dirt?.. while Nonami caught up. Hello! Oh, Rubiginth, that looks utterly wonderful! Your talent is marvelous, as is yours, Rubiginth’s! What game is this?

As Negoncath settled in to peer at the lines in the dirt, Nonami gave a slight wave. “Hi K’bet, hi Rubiginth.”

Look, my heart! Isn’t this wonderful? What fun. The pure elation that radiated off the small green was pure, syruped honey oozing off every word.

The delighted chirrup that bubbled out of Negoncath was second to the delighted hop she had done to meet Rubiginth's bouncing midway, a delighted whirlwind of blues and greens and the lightest tinge of purple as she followed him to back to their original point with her delightful brother's rider. She followed his gaze, watching intently that the secrets of defeating thread forever might be possibly divulged in the circle. Hello, Rubiginth's! Her voice as soft and honey-laced, glancing up at the much taller human before back to the circle.

'His name is K'bet.' Came the gentle reminder, ever patient and loving from the young weyrling.

'Oh yes, I know my most kindest, sweetest.' However, since the accident with Pallath on the hatching sands, she wouldn't want to come off as rude to another of her siblings.

"Lessons are.. hard, but I like them. I'm not the greatest with geography." Hands still fidgeted a touch nervously in the curtain of hair, but the sense of security that came flooding from Negoncath had helped them to feel more comfortable to talk easier among their peers. And wasn't that an odd concept, that their first time standing would be Nonami's last and only. "I like to bake, so it's easier to imagine that cutting meat is just like anything else I used to make that wasn't nice to touch." Wet dough was the worst. At least cutting meat didn't stick to their hands. "How.. how are you liking Western Weyr?" At least, they were sure that K'bet wasn't from Western Weyr. He looked like he was closer in age to some of their older siblings, like Ezyzu and Aranali.

Practicing? Negoncath asked, curious. Oh, she could do that. Yours looks so nice, I don't know if you need to practice! But I'll happily join you! With a croon, she glanced around, bouncing over to a spare patch of dirt before dragging her talons in the dirt in a very sketchy, wobbly circle of her own. I think I'm doing this right?