Serachin' High, Scorin' Low [Femisis][OPEN]

[Windra]

"Searchah searchah searchah ~ "

Singsongy for the last ten minutes. Edwyth never really got tired of her antics, but Sc'let sometimes worried him. He banked left when they emerged from between, cutting it a little too close to an outcropping of rock than he would have liked. His rider was unphased, but clapped him happily on the shoulder in pride of his deft maneuvering.

It will be more fruitful next time, I'm sure.

"Eeeeeh, it is what it is." Sc'let gave an overexaggerated shrug. "I dun' mind goin' to Holds but sometimes they're just fulla snobs and I wanna punch 'em. But then that'd look bad an' people'd go running off screamin' and then BAM another war and who wants that?"

But her voice dripped with sarcasm and Edwyth knew she'd thrive in that kind of environment.

Big blue eyes shot behind them with a raised brow. "Innit Shouto comin'? It's been a hot minute."

Give them a moment, the bright brown hummed. Drivith knows the coordinates. She'll be here soon enough. But inwardly he panicked when somebody took a little too long ...

[Femisis]

Edwyth needn't have worried; not thirty seconds later Drivith appeared from between, darting about like a nimble sparrow before landing in the bowl with a flourish. She chirped happily up at Edwyth, needing a few taps on the shoulder before she would let Shouto down.

"You're going to be the death of me," he grumbled, but gave his dragon a pat on the nose. Delighted, Drivith nuzzled him back, happy as a clam. "At least you're happy." Sighing, he waved Sc'let over, wanting to quickly debrief before heading to take a bath, then cuddle with Izuku. "We'll have to note that hold for later. Perhaps a different dragon would have more luck there." He had no doubt in Edwyth and Drivith's abilities, but a different set of eyes couldn't hurt.

[Windra]

Edwyth's chest deflated with the relieved sigh escaping his lungs. He flurried down to the weyrbowl, clamping talons on stone and giving the green a happy little shoulder nuzzle. Sister was okay, and that was all the good news he needed! Sc'let, though ...

She made a face, puckering her nose in the general direction of the latest hold they'd gone to. "Buncha holders with heads stuck up their asses," she gurmbled. "Notta one was even like, 'WHOAH DRAGONS!' and the kids were all kinda freaked. Like hey, we aren't bein' run by a crazy lady nows, can ya chills?" The brownrider had put on her civil face during the whole hunt for Candidates but meeeeeh there was nothing special about that place.

Edwyth gave her a limb. Sc'let accepted halfway down and cleared the rest with her own jump. Maybe don't try breaking your legs, Edwyth admonished.

But she was already up on Shouto, reached down to give him a big ol' noogie of affection. "Off ta see yer loverboooy?" she teased, making fake kissy faces.