Midday Ride [OPEN]

[Boobalicious]

[[Apologies for the crappy post. This is definitely not the best one I'll ever write ^^;]]



Hooves thundered through the valley, pounding the ground as Starlight raced across the field. Clinging to the runner’s back was none other than his own Jevorin. Fists clenched in the runner’s mane, legs clamped around the animal’s sides, there was no way the apprentice and candidate was coming off. There was only a rope and halter on the runner for leading, but aside from this, not a stitch adorned the runner’s body. The candidate had finally freed up some time between lessons and chores and other things to come to the valley and see his trusty runner for the first time since he’d gone to the Weyr. He considered himself lucky that they were so close, the Hold and Weyr, and such trips could be managed.

Starlight galloped on, his dark coat glistening in Rukbat’s light. Jevorin’s brown mop of hair fluttered in the wind as he tilted his head back to look up at the sky. The sun had just reached its zenith; he had another hour or so before he needed to go back to the Weyr. Through some unseen cue, the lad urged the runner to slow down. The animal obliged with a toss of his head to show displeasure at being asked to stop his careless gallop. However, it was the only such display, and Starlight slowed to a jaunty trot. They were coming into more popular areas of the valley, out of the more secluded areas Jevorin had chosen for their run.

Brats of all sorts could be seen dashing about in play, and the apprentice kept a close eye on his runner, watching as the animal eyed the children playing. Most were knowledgeable enough to stop and behave quietly when the large runner drew near, but a few continued to whoop and dash about. Starlight’s watchfulness was borne of a desire to avoid stepping on anyone, though whether it was natural for the beast to take such considerations or if it had been trained into him was something to consider. While Starlight certainly wasn’t the best runner in the Hold, he was among the most well-trained thanks to the help that Jevorin had received from his father during the animal’s training sessions.

The lad gave a polite nod and a smile to any who acknowledged him, though none actually approached in an effort to speak. After a while of such riding, the candidate reluctantly turned his runner back toward the Hold. He would have to end the ride soon if he were to be back in the Weyr before afternoon lessons.

[Minji]

"Surely Mother and Father wouldn't mind if I stayed out a little longer..."
The little holdbrat, formly the next heir in succession to his father, Garevon, was panting as he quietly spoke to himself. He often was found outside in the valley whenever given the chance, but after that incident with that angry mother fire lizard, his nurse, rarely left him unattended for fear of any further harm that may be caused while out there in the open.

Once his breth was caught, Keanos smiled widely as he picked up a stone and rolled it within his tiny hands. He had a tendency to sometimes pick things up from the ground before seeing as to how far he would be able to throw it. Sometimes he would throw farther than what he would expect, sometimes it wouldn't even reach his goal, but it was sometimes good to pass the time while out in the fresh, open air.. Up until he spotted a runner with someone on its back returning toward the Hold.

The appearance of the runner made Keanos first, feel like he must go up and pet it if allowed, but the fact that he was raised proper, he decided to just walk in a calm, fashionable way and enjoy the sigh of the beast from a good distance. Surely the person would then, mind if he was to pet the runner in his good, well-behaved manner.

As the young holdbrat made it a good distance further from the Hold, he remembered that he still clutched the rock within his tiny hand. With the thought of it, Keanos lifted it to his view in his emerald green gaze before he absentmindedly allowed the hard rock fall to the ground with a muffled thump, his gaze then returning back to the beast and human riding toward him.. Or so, toward the Hold, but toward him as they would have to ride past him in order to get to the Hold. Surely that person was someone familiar should he have resided within the Hold. Keanos had a good memory, and he just barelyknew everyone that resided within Sanctum Hold.. The Weyr was of no excuse as he was expected to learn everyone within the Weyr.

[Boobalicious]

Starlight tossed his head, prancing merrily and politely asking to be allowed to run again. The animal seemed to know that he was destined back for the stall, and wanted to stretch his legs as much as possible. But they were too close to the Hold to go thundering off into the distance, and just as politely, Jevorin declined. The runner sighed heavily, but just then, he noticed a small figure in his path. Ears perked forward, he pranced, picking up his feet in a manner that suggested he was showing off for the lad. Jevorin hid a smile at the animal’s antics even as he lifted a hand to wave at the boy. Of course, he recognized him almost immediately.

“Good afternoon!” Starlight came to a stop just in front of the holdbrat, lowering his head to the lad’s level even as the candidate on his back greeted the boy. “Lovely day, isn’t it?” He grinned as his beast reached forward as though to sniff noses. “You can go ahead and pet him if you’d like; spoiled thing he is, he practically expects you to anyhow.” He paused for a moment, leaning back and glancing up at Rukbat’s position in the sky once more. Well, he had a little time, especially if it meant chatting up a few holdfolk.

“If you’re heading back to the Hold, we can give you a ride if you’d like.” While he was familiar with Keanos, he wasn’t sure how much experience on runners the boy had. But it would be all right; he didn’t plan on going any faster than a walk anyhow, whether the boy accepted the offer or not.

[Minji]

Keanos' head jerked up slightly as the other person upon the runner spoke up. After a couple seconds of quietness, the young holdbrat took in an air, indication he was going to respond.

"Good afternoon to you as well,"
The young lad was taught good manners, to an extent, but most of the time his good mannerism was just out of habit. Life was sometimes not as easy as one would think when they were a child of the Lord Holder himself.
"and indeed it is lovely weather.. I was just lucky enough to escape mother's grasping eyes to make it out thus far."
A childish grin creeped upon the young lad's fce, one that might be seen upon a common hold-weyrbrat that had scored on finding the stash of bubbly pies. The grin however, did not deminish quickly, as Keanos was soon giggling as the runner began to sniff at him before he heard the words that it was alright to pet the runner.

Without much of any hesitation, Keanos stretched his lanky arms infront of him as he began to stroke the head of the lovely runner. It was very often he got to pet one, let alone ride, but that was all in the worries of his mother's, and nurse, for his well-being.

"I would love to have a ride, but if my mother or nurse sees me upon a runner, well.."
Keanos kept his focus on stroking the runner. This was a great day to talk about to his father since he was more lax about his whereabouts. It always seemed that, and of course why should it be, his mother feared that he would get hurt withinHold or Weyr. He was mostly to stay indoors at all times until he was 'older and more mature', but his father thought otherwise.

After petting the runner was sufficent to the holdbrat, his emerald green gaze looked up to Jevorin, a look of mischief dancing across his eyes.
"Riding sounds much more better than just standing and stroking a runner.. If any possible, would you be able to teach me some lessons on riding one of them?"

'Mother and Nurse will not be happy, but I know Father will be.. Besides, this will be only one of the few opportunities I will probably ever get until much later in my life.'
The holdbrat thought this much to himself as he strode out of the way of the runner as he waqited for any instructions that Jevorin might tell as to how he should mount the runner since he was planning to get a ride from him. A first was always better early in life than later.