[EVENT] Storms A-Coming

[Arcane]

The experienced Semacans can feel a monsoon coming on, the air lying thick and heavy all around. Chopin has recruited extra help to herd the herdbeasts inside before it hits.

[FirebrandPhlox]

"UGH! Come on!" Ygbir whined as the herdbeasts took their sweet time moseying from the pens to the protected cover of the weyr. "You dumb animals are too slow! That monsoon is going to hit any minute and we're going to get soaked!"

Calm down, Ygbir, Pothecath chided as he nudged a wayward herdbeast with a forelimb. It's not like the storm is gonna hit us out of nowhere. Besides, once we get the herdbeasts inside, there's not much work for us to do until everything blows over. Can't you focus on that for a bit?"

"This job is the thing that blows,"Ygbir groaned loudly from atop his dragon. "Fiiiiiine. But if we get rained on I am so going to rub it in. Even after you forget."

Pothecath snorted in amusement. "Riders, am I right?" he asked the dragon assisting near him.