That day happily spent with T'att had long past, as had the torrent of reprimands the two had recieved for their show off affection. Tiyranelth and Goliath had both claimed it hadn't distressed them, but it was to no avail. With the green and blue both now grown, Klaera's thoughts turned to Tiyra's rising. Would she allow Goliath to catch her? Of course I will...what a silly thing to worry about... the green commented from her ledge where she watched the weyr outside. "You may not be so agreeable come time, my dragon" Klaera teased as the rubbed oil on her dragon's hide. Perched upon the green's head was Kehoni, who trilled loudly that she too wanted an oiling when Klaera was finished.

Washing the green wasn't as big of a problem as it was for some riders, for Tiyra' had barely reached the normal minimum size for a green. Which was due to her parentage, no doubt. None of her clutchmates, including Frosth, had reached the "average" size for their color. But our offspring will be special in their own ways. Tiyra' said, rumbling softly as Goliath perched upon her ledge. That blue, however, had grown to the size of a brown, true to his name. T'att was very proud of him.

Tiyra' crooned to him, Our offspring will be magnificent...