From behind the curtain, you can see the many people gathering into the Dining Cavern. Dragonriders, other weyrlings, candidates, crafters, support staff... everyone settling back to enjoy their dinner after another hard day. Thread had fallen that morning over Asura Hold, and *everyone* had had their share of the work that day- whether it was fighting 'Fall, working the Infirmary, doing firestone rotation, or cooking for the riders when they got back.

The latter is what you've been doing most of the afternoon. That is, of course, after you got finished with your firestone rotations with the rest of your weyrling class. You turn to the girl behind you, a relieved smile on your face. "Finally, a little peace for all we've done t'day."

Shaethe, the other girl, grins back at you and nods. "I never *knew* it could be so much hard work. If I'd known well enough I would've told Rhysharth to take a hike," but despite her words the thougthful look in her eyes tells all. As much as one might complain about their dragonet, they would never sersiously dream of being alone without them. Shaethe wasn't from your class, she had Impressed about three sevendays after you had. She was a gold weyrling at that, it was quite clear by her class badge and color. She played the part well, too.

"After I graduate, I am never going to cook. In fact, I'm not going to make the weyrlings cook for me either," she added, standing up and wiping dirty hands on her soft shorts. "I mean, come on, I wouldn't want to eat the food we made," she said with a grin down at you. You rise and join her, laughing in agreement.

"Well, we don't have that much longer," you remark thankfully, stretching your arms above your head. After sitting in the kitchen all day, it was nice to be able to move about. Casting a look around you, you saw other weyrlings who were busy eating. They'd been working with the two of you in the kitchens as well.

Shaethe wanders over to where she set her tray when the weyrlings had retire to the stage after their round of cooking was done. They'd finished after dinner had already gotten underway, so Headwoman Landara had just given the lot of you a little shove back there until it was time for announcements at the end of dinner, rather than have everyone storm in to their respective tables at once. Also, they'd get the chance to eat while the others were finishing up and chatting.

You sit down across from her, folding one leg out to the side as you pick up a meatroll. "So, how is Rhysharth doing? She should be pretty big by now," you add after your question, looking over at her curiously.

She smiles back at you. Obviously, Rhysharth is something she's more than happy to chat about. "She's gotten very big. The two of us are doing well enough. I think right now she's more worried about the bronzes in our class than what I'm up to, though," she remarked with a wry grin and a wink over at you.

"Yeah, my blue's quite happy with just being lazy. I think he's just glad we can fly and don't have to do wing exercises anymore," you say with a grin. Those have to be the hardest drills on young dragonets, though you can't say that your firetossing drills were any harder or easier... they were horrible, plain and simple.

"Hey!" came a whisper from beside the curtain. Headwoman Landara's face grinned up at the two of you. "Eat your supper and keep it down. Tell the others they'd better hurry, too, announcements start in ten minutes." Then she disappears, leaving the curtain to swirl lightly behind her.

Shaethe grinned over at you, a chuckle coming from her throat. "Well then, you heard the woman," she said with a wink, then stuffed a whole sweetroll in her mouth quickly.

Laughing, you turn towards the rest and whisper when announcements start, and slowly it goes down the line...

Perhaps you'd rather look around her weyr? You can take a look into her Journal. Or maybe you'd rather search out her flits? Or you can hear about her Candidacy. Or would you prefer to hear about her Search, instead?