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Post by hrsegrl on Mar 3, 2007 14:51:21 GMT -5
F'dan almost choked on his own klah but managed to keep himself from looking like he had. After a brief few seconds he had cleared his throat enough to make a come back, "Oh I can outdance any man you've ever danced with my Lady. Of that you can be sure." It wasn't that he was better than them, even though he probably was, it was that he thought ahead and they were in it for just the moment. He knew how to plan for things that would happen years in advance.
There was of course only one way she could be sure he wasn't bluffing and that was to actually dance with him. He wondered if she would catch on and know what he was about or why he had been waiting for several turns. It was not that he lacked the ability to win a Gold flight. He had purposefully not participated in one yet for that very reason. Roderith would fly in Amenth's but as a practice of sorts.
The pair had been watching both the Gold riders and the Bronze riders. They had to wait for F'dan's Weyr knowledge to increase and his knowledge of threadfall. He wouldn't lead anyone if he barely knew all that there was to know about thread and the protection of Pern. He had learned wing formations easily enough but other things required reading. Not that he was a bad reader, he was good at it, but it required him to sit still for too long and F'dan always had an itch to be moving and doing something productive. At least he had a goal...
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