Splooted out so that even her highest points were as easy to reach as Khamaith could make it -- besides outright rolling over, anyway -- Khamaith kept a careful eye on her rider, yet her mind wandered. Her father, her siblings. I knew they would be bigger, but seeing my siblings after so long -- Ezyzu, love, please rest a moment, my shoulder can wait until you take a break.
Ezyzu snorted, putting her weight more on the healthy leg as she reached to scrub oil into the waiting patch. “I’m fine, sweetest. Honest.” She’d just have to wash the brace out when they returned back to their weyr.
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