[[ this is set for the morning Lenna makes her appearance ]]

"Okay Farr'in, Meena's asleep so it's up to you to change your daughter's
nappies... what do you do?" his mother asked as the three of them sat around
the kitchen table drinking a morning cup of coffee and the women were
quizzing him..

"I put in a call to you mother dear," the stocky rider grinned across the
table at the woman.

"Wrong," Danki grinned back. "You change the nappy and let Meena get what
rest she can. "It's going to be your job for a while son after all and you
can't send for me every time the sweet child needs changing."

"Why not?" he asked, deep blue eyes wide in mock innocence. 

"Because you big oaf your mother has a business to run and can't be at your
beck and call all the time," Meena jabbed him in the ribs in fun. "Not be
serious. You need to learn how to do this..... I can't believe you've never
done it before with all you niece's and nephews."

"Hey... I'm only the Uncle..." he protested. "They had their own mothers and
fathers to change their dirty nappies... that wasn't in the job description
for being an uncle."

"Well it should have been," Danki commented dryly. "I'll have to make myself
a note to add that little fact into my book of how to raise my children to
be productive adults."

"Hey look!" Farr'in sat back in his chair with his hands up in from of his
as if to protect him form the looks he was getting from his mother and mate.
"I was only the Uncle. The job description never called for me to change the
darn things. All I had to do was bounce them on my knee and make goo-goo
eyes at them to get them to laugh at me... Then when they got older and I
could do things with them, they were well past the dirty nappy stage."

"And you mean to tell me that in all that time while the twins, Sasha and
... My'kel were growing up, you never once change even one nappy before?"
Meena asked her eyes wide in surprise. "I mean not one!"

"Not a one," Farr'in grinned sheepishly.

"Well son.... " it was his mother's turn to grin now as she picked up a bag
she had sitting beside her. "That is all going to change. You're about to
learn the fine arts of being a daddy."

She began pulling a few funny looking piece of a pale colored substance out
of her bag and Farr'in recognized them as the balder of some animal.

"What are you going to do with those?" he asked eyeing them.

The look that came over Danki's face would have made any grown man and a few
women wonder what they were in for now, but his mother didn't make him wait
long.

"Why son, *I'M* not going to do anything with them," she told him, picking
up on and finding the smaller opening where the beasts intestinal tubes
would have gone, then brought it to her lips and began to blow air into it.
"You are."

"I am?" he looked across the table at his mate and saw her grinning. Then
she pointed back towards his mother, obviously knowing what was about to
happen. 

"Pay attention," Meena told him.

"Yup you are son," Danki told him when she had finished blowing up two of
the bladders and tying them off so that the air was trapped inside. Next she
asked Meena to reach behind her to where they had left the pile of freshly
cleaned nappies and get two of them.

When Meena had done this, Danki turned back to her son. "Now... Since you've
never done this on a LIVE baby, we're going to start you out on these...
pretend baby's buttons. And keep it up until you get it right."

"That shouldn't take long," Farr'in chuckled now that he knew what his other
had planned for him. "I mean how hard can it be to change one after all."

The looked that past between mother and daughter-in-law was almost enough to
make him regret his boast, but he took a deep breath, not wanting them to
know and reached for the *baby*... only to have his hands slap by his mother.

"First... I will show you what to do," she said scolding him. "Then you will
try it."

Danki pulled the first bladder towards her a then picked up a nappy and
*carefull* picked the baby's... behind up just enough to slip the cloth
under it.

"Now watch what I do Farr'in," she said and reaching for the pins that would
hold the cloth together, she opened one and set it aside... then she reached
for the side corners of the cloth and brought them up until they met in the
center where the *baby's* belly button would be and reaching for a pin,
clipped them all together in a neat bunch.

When she took her hands away the nappy held and the *baby* was laying there
happy as could be.

"You're turn now son," his mother said passing him the second *baby* while
Meena looked on, a silly grin on her face.

He made a big show out of folding the cloth in the same way his mother hand
and then opening the second pin. Next he reached his big hand under the
*baby* and as gently as he touched Meena while they were making love, he
lifted the *baby* and then moved the cloth under it the way his mother had
shown him.

So far so good, he thought. This wasn't as hard as they made it out to be.
Why this was easy. He reached for the pin to tie the cloth together after
folding it around the baby* like Danki had. And then just when he thought it
had it down pat...

POP!!

The bladder exploded.

"Farr'in!" His mother exclaimed with a laugh. "You've just pinned the baby!"

"What I do?" he frowned. "I did it just like you did."

"Oh yea," Meena giggled. "That's why the baby's howling now pops. You're
suppose to stick your finger inside the cloth to make sure you don't poke
the pin in far enough to stick your daughter. You may have a sore finger tip
until you get it right, but better your finger then our daughters skin!"

"Try it again," Danki told him, passing him the first baby that was now
devoid of the cloth she herself had place upon it. "Practice makes the
prefect father."

"This is silly," he told them. "I'll know better the next time. I don't need
to do it again."

"But you will my son," his mother smiled in a way that reminded Farr'in of
his lost sister. Now he thought he knew where Lenna had gotten it from. "And
then again until you get it right."

"Mothers," he started, but Meena cut him off.

"Listen to your mother my love," she told him. "Because I'm not trusting you
to change our daughters nappy until you get it right... I'll be having other
things to think about dealing with my Wing so I can't be side tracked by
wondering if your sticking pins in our daughters belly or not."

"Dan'yar never told me about this part of being a father," he grumbled as he
reached for the makings and proceeded to give it a second try.

He went through four *baby's* before finally getting it right... and twice
more good attempts before his mother and Meena deemed him good enough to be
trusted changing nappies.

Then Danki stood and told them she had to be going.

"B`rand has offered to escort your father and I to Telnor for the day to
visit old friends," she told then. "I don't want to wait to much longer or
he might get called to do a patrol or something."

She picked up her bag and leaned down to kiss her daughter-in-law on the
cheek, then waved to her son as she exited their home.

Farr'in's first chance at changing a real nappy came two hours later when
their daughter woke up from her nap. About the same time, Demee came racing
back into the room with a big smile on his little face.

"Guess what I did today?" he asked, moving to sit on the couch beside him
mother and his freshly cleaned little sister.

"No telling sport," Farr'in replied. "Let me guess... You were playing catch
with Sasha today... or listening to the dragons telling you more stories."

"Nope..." he giggle slightly when his father, who was sitting on the other
side of him, reached out to give him a tickle. "I got to meet a new
dragon... and she talked to me... she was pretty too... a sort of purple
kind of color. "

Farr'in froze, then looked at his mate.

"Is she from here and someone you've never met before?" Meena asked when
words failed her mate.

"No... she hasn't lived here since we moved here with daddy. Her little boy
either," Demee told them and Farr'in started to relax. Lenna didn't have a
child. She's just lost her own before the battle where she'd come up
missing. "I know all our dragons..." Demee continued since they had asked.
"But she told me they used to live here a long time ago."

It couldn't be. There were other purple dragons out there, he knew. "So what
did you talk about," he asked slowly, not wanting to get his hopes up to
high. The boy had said *they* had used to live here. They.

"Oh not much... the dragon... she said her name was Bla...Blansh..."

"Blanchie...?" Farr'in asked again in that same slow tone he was forced to
use since his heart was beating so wildly now.

"That's it..." Demee smile up at his dad. "Blanchie... she was nice but sort
of sad too..... Daddy... are you crying?"

"Where is she now son...?" Farr'in asked thought at the same time his mind
was screaming for Tergath to tell him.

"With Uncle Dan'yar somewhere," Demee answered quickly, wondering what he
had said to make his strong daddy cry. For those *were* tears coming out of
his eyes.

"Did I say something wrong?" the boy looked up at his mom, then back at his
daddy.

"Go Farr'in," Meena said softly reaching across their children to touch his
arm. "You go see her and I'll explain who she is to Demee."

"I love you Meena..." Farr'in stood, then bent to kiss his mate before
turning to look at his son. "Thank you Demee."

Then he was gone, on his way to the Warren offices where the brown dragon he
looked to told him he would find Blanchie's rider.......

Tergath couldn't land them quick enough, and barely waited for his rider to
dismount before heading over to cuddle with the purple dragon who had been
gone from the family for far too long.

Farr'in stood looking after them for a moment then began to eat up the
ground with his long legs until he was with in 10 feet of the warren office
door... 

Then it opened and out came Dan'yar and the tall blond person who was his
younger sister.

"You always did go for the theatrics sis.... But couldn't a day or two have
worked as well if you were mad at us all... Did you have to stay away a
whole year?" he quipped softly when their eyes met. 

"I'll keep that in mind the next time," her voice barley above a whisper as
she stood there looking at her eldest brother, her tone carried none of the
usual *bite* Lenna had been known for. 

Seconds went by with neither of them moving, not sure what to do, then
finally Farr'in couldn't take it any longer and reached out, took a hold of
her arm and pulled her into his embrace.

"Damn it's good to have you home."


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nrpg:
Dan'yar to be continued in my next post.......


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Farr'in & Tergath
Danki, Weaver & Leather Master
Dan'yar & Shinner
Lenna & Blanchie
Cleft Warren

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