Mighty Hunter
Dragonsfall Weyr
Amber Hills Hold
Vintner Hall
Healer Hall
Hidden Meadows
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Dolphin Hall
Emerald Falls Hold
Harper Hall
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Green Valley Hold
Leeward Lagoon Hold
Barrier Lake Weyr
Sunstone Seahold
Citrus Bay Hold
Writers: Sia
Date Posted: 31st March 2026
Characters: K'valas
Description: Sazikoth learns to hunt
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 13, day 19 of Turn 12
Notes: Mentioned: T'lonas, B'rellic (weyrling NPC)
It was K'valas turn to muck out the poop corner.
It wasn't really a 'corner' per se, but a section of the small field outside the weyrling barracks where most of the dragonets went to relieve themselves. _Most_ of the dragonets understood the importance of not rolling in manure, but he still needed to walk about the area just in case anyone didn't make it (and their rider didn't clean up).
And it was less 'his turn' than it was punishment for getting caught fighting with B'rellic. The bastard deserved what he got-- a black eye and extra chore rotation cleaning the latrines, because T'lonas thought he had a sense of humour.
He was, also, very deliberately not looking behind him.
}: Don't you dare. :{ Came a low growl in the back of his head.
K'valas tried not to look too amused while shoveling shit. This was supposed to be a punishment. **I'm not doing anything.** He answered.
The scrabbling of dirt paused momentarily. Then, suspicious: }: You sound like you might.:{
**I wasn't.** he said.
Another pause. }: Good.:{ Sazikoth replied.
Behind him was the gentle scuffle of dragonet feet carefully picking their way along the ground. A careful, exaggerated quiet, that certainly didn't look even more ridiculous compared to the pony-sized green dragonet crouched low to the short grass of the weyrbowl and the designated potty corner near the barracks.
K’valas kept his gaze fixed on his chores, jaw tight. **You know,** he ventured, **if you were actually hunting, you’d be quieter than that.*"
Outrage flared, bright and immediate. Her mindvoice dropped to a harsh whisper. }: I am quiet.:{
**Of course you are. Terrifyingly so.**
A beat.
Then, preening: }: Yes. :{
Another scrape. A soft huff of breath. He could feel her excitement prickling along his nerves, her intent. He could see flashes of himself in her vision- his back bent over the shovel, hoisting a pile of dung into the wheelbarrow.
}: You are very easy prey.:{
He snorted. **Am I?**
A pause, thoughtful now. }: But not too easy. You've let your guard down. You must think you are safe.:{
That….didn't hurt, exactly, but it made his chest tighten all the same.
}: Not very safe.:{ Sazikoth amended quickly, also suddenly unsure. }: You know I'm here. A predator. Stalking.:{
K’valas huffed a quiet laugh. **Then what do you want me to do about that?**
There was a moment of consideration. He could feel it, the way her thoughts arranged themselves with careful importance. }: Pretend better.:{
**My mistake.** He answered. He didn't do anything different, but kept pretending that he didn't know she was there. The soft footfalls continued- thump, thump, thump- getting louder as she got closer. Then, a pause. The scrape of dirt moving as she wriggled in excitement.
The minutes dragged on. K'valas kept working as if he wasn't keenly aware of the seasoned hunter preparing to strike.
Her excitement finally pitched and that's when K'valas turned. A large green blur launched at him, large enough to topple and definitely large enough to send them both tumbling into the manure pile. With the confidence of only someone bonded to such a creature, K'valas put his shoulder against her middle and shoved her back. She tumbled backward and was back on her feet in seconds, trotting away with an excited toss of her head.
}: I had you.:{ She declared, }: You would have been dinner.:{
**You're right.** K'valas agreed. **You are a mighty hunter.**
}: Yes. :{ She agreed smugly. }: Now turn around.:{
"What?"
Sazikoth drew herself up as much as she could, wings flaring out to make herself look bigger. Scarier. Mighty. }: You heard me.:{
He stared at her.
She stared back, utterly serious.
}: Well? Go on. I'm waiting.:{
K’valas sighed and obeyed.
Behind him, he could practically feel her gathering herself, every ounce of her small body focused, intent, delighted. He heard her bound away, then her footfalls became lighter, as if to try and throw him off her trail.
Last updated on the April 1st 2026