Being promoted to the wingleader of the Hurricane Wing of the Nature's Fury flight was something that had taken A'dras by a bit of surprise, but one that he was actually proud of. It had taken him longer then some of the younger bronze riders who had also been promoted but, he was still excited for the prospects that it held. Gareth was especially proud, this came on the heels of C'ryn impressing a bronze as well and both dragon and rider hoped to see the young weyrlings succeed as they had.

Of course, being a wingleader meant that he now had to pick wing seconds. He would pick two but there was an order of business that he needed to take care of. He had asked D'mon about a certain rider that he and Lestenna had run into before and was pleased when he heard that the man had decided to stay. A'dras didn't know the reason for it, though as he was walking to where D'mon had told him he could find him, he was surprised to see that it lead to the weyr of another rider.

Gareth had alighted near the weyr as well, wishing to speak to Nessuth, in case the riders temper got the better of him. A'dras did seem to like the man, T'at, and he saw potential in the younger man as well.

Raising a hand to rap upon the door, A'dras waited. He hoped T'at was here, though he assumed that Gareth would help him determine if he was elsewhere.


-_Wish of Teverae_-