All We Can Do

Writers: Chelle, Yvonne
Date Posted: 22nd December 2015

Characters: Rhosyn, F'lin
Description: F'lin is woken by Seneth during a crisis
Location: River Bluff Weyr
Date: month 3, day 19 of Turn 8
Notes: Mentioned: Lenala, A'kades

F'lin woke with a start, his heart racing. He pushed himself upright and tried to figure out what had woken him. A sound, the stir of movement in the shadows-- but there was nothing there. The night had wrapped his weyr in a velvety silence.

}:It is Vilarth's.:{

Seneth was awake too, crouching tense on his ledge beneath the moons.

**Lenala?** F'lin swung his legs over the edge of his bed and stumbled, blind toward his dragon's ledge. He pushed aside the door and stepped outside. The cool puff of night air on his face felt good. Seneth was a large black shape in the dark, the bronze glitter of his hide lost. F'lin could feel the dragon's radiating warmth and the breeze carried the spicy scent of dragon. **What do you mean?**

}:She is unwell. Vilarth is upset-- and angry.:{ The bronze dragon shifted from foot to foot on his ledge. When F'lin put his hand on Seneth's hide, he could feel the tension in his dragon's muscles.

**What do you mean, Lenala is unwell?** F'lin frowned. **Like, she needs the Healers?**

}:Yes.:{

A million bad-luck scenarios flitted through the Wingsecond's mind. A heart attack, poison, broken bones, something wrong with the baby-- he shook his head. If the healers were with her, it was serious. But she was also in the best hands possible. There was nothing he could do. **What about Vilarth's eggs?**

}:Orlaith and Volaith guard her and the eggs,:{ Seneth replied. }:I will too.:{

**From here. You will watch them from here.** The last thing anyone needed was another dragon hovering and getting in the way, especially since Vilarth was protective of her eggs at the best of times-- and this was not the best of times. F'lin rubbed his face with his hands. Lenala was being cared for, and Rhosyn and A'kades were with her. There was nothing he could do save take his own advice and watch from a distance. Another body would just get in the way. The sensible thing would be to go back to bed, since Thread fell tomorrow.

Even so... **Can you tell Orlaith that if Rhosyn needs an extra hand, we will come?** F'lin asked after a moment.

Seneth rumbled his assent and reached out to the golden queen. }:I and mine are awake,:{ he said simply. }:What does yours need from us?:{

Happy to hear from the young bronze, but knowing it wasn't for the reason she wanted, Orlaith was quiet for a moment. }:Seneth and his rider ask if they can help. Do you need him?:{

Rhosyn stopped speaking to the person beside her to consider the request. F'lin wanted to lead. Perhaps now was a good time to test him. **Tell him to calm his Wingriders. Tell everyone we are taking care of it and to make sure they are ready to fly Thread tomorrow. We will speak to the Weyr then.**

Orlaith passed on the message, diverting her attention from Vilarth for a moment. Eventually she and Rhosyn would need to rest. They were going to have to call someone who could keep Vilarth in check since Anaeryth was too young. For now, though, there were other things to worry over.

Back at his weyr, F'lin nodded to himself as Seneth passed along Rhosyn's instructions. That he could do. **Who out of our Wing is awake?** he asked Seneth.

Seneth was quiet for a moment. }:Many.:{ A rumble reverberated up from his chest. }:Vilarth has woken many in her distress.:{

**Then tell our Wing - whoever is awake - to go back to bed. Lenala is being cared for and that Rhosyn will tell us more in the morning. Remind them that we fly Thread tomorrow, and that duty comes before everything else.** The bronzerider sighed and settled in between Seneth's forelegs. **Tell them... tell them if they can't sleep and need company, to come find me.** Until the rest of the Wing settled, he and his bronze would have to be up.

Last updated on the December 27th 2015

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