Pelli’s plan to tell her father about her intentions of approaching Plateau’s wherhandlers about candidacy had not gone exactly how she was hoping. To say that it had gone even close to how she was hoping would be a vast overstatement. There had been words about duty and family responsibility, and a long speech along the lines of forgetting what she owed to them, how much they needed her support if they were going to ever find a place of their own again. He had not been angry so much as disappointed, but there was a tense undercurrent to his voice and the curl of his fists at his sides that made Pelli’s arguments die on her tongue.
Instead, she had nodded meekly and lowered her head, and when he finished she said ‘yes Father,’ like the young lady her mother had raised her to be, and slipped away with a curtsy before he could finish whatever he was saying.
She couldn’t stay in the lower caverns where the family’s quarters were. The ceiling felt heavy and the walls pressed in close around her, a reminder that no matter that their old life was gone, she was never going to be free of it. For all that she usually enjoyed the friendly chatter and activity of the kitchens, the voices were too loud, too bright, too much, and she found herself outside, scrambling up to the watch heights. When her skirts caught on a stone, lace hem tearing, she kept going.
Finally, hair straggling down around her face in a way that would have made her mother pale and cheeks pink from exertion, Pelli perched at the top where she drew her knees up to her chest. Resting her chin atop her folded arms she stared out at the panorama of the weyr below, bathed in the glow of the setting sun. She was not crying. She wasn’t. It was just the sting of the wind making her eyes water so she had to blot them on her sleeve. Probably.
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You can see almost the entirety of Plateau Weyr's territory from up here... or, at least, it can feel that way, looking out on it all.
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Kianna stretched and yawned a little as she climbed the stairs to the watch heights. She wasn’t entirely sure why she was up as early as she was, but she figured it would be a good chance to watch the setting sun at least one more time before finally finding out if she would have a wher of her own or not. If she did impress a wher, then she wouldn’t really have time to watch the sun set anymore, instead she would be busy with training, and then whatever duties she would be assigned by the Weyr. She tilted her head to the side a little when she noticed that she wouldn’t be alone on the heights. ”You’re Pelli right?” She couldn’t remember very well, but she could have sworn that she had met this girl before.
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