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They'd been flying straight all morning with a leisurely stop for lunch at Blossom Hold. While flying /between/ made things go by far more quickly, Amith could use the exercise and it had been a while since the pair had spent any quality time alone together. Brat had been left back in the weyr with enough food to last her the day. Hopefully she'd be content with that and not wander off to get into trouble, though Lennae wouldn't be surprised if she came back to find an angry mob of weyrfolk waiting for her with torches and pitchforks. Brat was far from the nicest of her kind, preferring to try and boss others around to do her work than to actually do anything herself. At some point she'd probably end up offending the wrong person and wind up a midday snack for some irritated dragon. It would certainly make life easier for the greenrider, for she'd probably never admit that the gold creature had found a way into her heart. Fat stupid blob of gold.

Look, there's someone traveling! Maybe we should say 'hello'. He feels promising. Without waiting for an answer, the green swooped low, though she flew high enough so as not to spook the beast he rode. Hepaticath wasn't likely to appreciate an injured candidate for her babies, and she was absolutely certain that he would make a good candidate. Hurting him simply wouldn't do. Flying up ahead, she landed neatly on the road that he had been following at a far enough distance that he would have time to prepare his runner for a dragon encounter. Why a runner would be frightened of her, she was uncertain. After all, she wasn't scary like some of the other dragons (see: Calistoth) or large like the bronzes and golds. In fact, she was quite tiny by dragon standards, rivaling one or two of the other greens for the title of smallest dragon in the weyr. Besides, she didn't want to hurt the animal. Silly creatures.

Lennae dismounted swiftly for Amith, heading down the road to meet the person that Amith had decided was worth taking a closer look at. She trusted her green enough to believe that whoever it was had potential.

"Hello there!" She called out, waving an arm as the traveler drew closer. "I'm Lennae of green Amith. We hail from Selenitas Weyr. My dragon believes you have candidate potential. Do you have a few minutes to spare?"

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Ramen whistled. It was a simple tune that he'd learned to whistle from his father. It made the road seem a little less lonesome since the last time he'd seen someone was a few days ago and they'd been heading in the opposite direction. To the Hold in fact saying that there was a clutch at the Weyr. However much this did interest Ramen he decided against turning around and going back the way he'd come. The thought of going home might seem appealing to some that had been on the road for a while but to him it stirred other feelings. Yes, he did long for his home at Selenitas Hold, but he was on a mission. Just over a turn ago Weyrwoman Shmee of Golden Aslath had been poisoned and killed and Ramen refused to believe it. He just couldn't so he was on his way to find out what he could. Maybe then he would turn around and go back to home to work the forge.

A snort from the mare he was riding brought him out of his reverie. Then she hopped a little bit and, with and unprepared Ramen on her back, almost unseated him.

When the usually calm mare settled down and began walking (rather quickly) he saw some ahead and a green dragon. She called to him and she announced herself as Lennae of Amith and that he had candidate potential. She also asked for his time. As he drew closer she became more clear to see and he replied, "Yeah, I got a few minutes. I'm in no hurry to anywhere specific," he said. Ramen dismounted to more at eye level with the woman, patting the mare's neck as she intently watched the Green Amith. More in curiosity than fear.