Day 17, afternoon

<snip from Chris's post>

The gardener grinned as he freed one arm up to scratch 
underneath Fang's chin, who growled pleasurably, "That's okay.  Fang 
likes me well enough.  Okay Fang, you can let me up."

To Jeneve's surprise, the dog moved off of him and trotted 
over to Jeneve, sitting beside her.  The Queenrider arched her 
eyebrow, "Have you been playing with Fang?  He doesn't usually 
respond like that."

Dargis shrugged his shoulders, "No.  I just asked him nice, I 
guess.  So, why are you looking for Cyrus?"

<end snip>

"Oh, just wanted to ask him to help me out with some errands and things," said Jeneve, making herself comfortable on a nearby rock.

Fang had returned to Dargis's side and had flopped down beside the man. The big wolfhound lie there, looking up at Dargis and thumping his tail happily on the ground.

"You're good with animals, aren't you, Dargis?"

"Umm, I guess so," he admitted, modestly.

"Just like you are with plants, and people too," the young warrenlady continued.

"People? Well, I do my best to get along with everybody, and help people when I can," said Dargis. 

"But it's more than that," insisted Jeneve. "You've got this ability to put people at ease. You make them feel that they can talk to you, confide in you.

"I mean, you don't see *me* baring my soul to everyone like this, do you?" she continued.

"Well, I wouldn't really know," said Dargis. "Because I wouldn't know if you were or not."

Jeneve laughed. "Take it from me, you don't! And actually, you might be able to help me with Cyrus, too."

"I'll do what I can," said Dargis.

"You see, I'm a bit worried about him. He's been a bit, well, 'quiet' recently."

"He could be worried about Azhdeen," Dargis suggested.

"Azhdeen? Why, is something wrong with him?"

"I think he must be sick," Dargis said. "He's in the medical centre - Azhdeen, that is. And that's where I last say Cyrus heading. I don't know if he'll still be there, but you could try."

"This is very worrying," said Jeneve, concerned that *dragons* could be ill of this disease without her knowing. How did Dargis get to know these things, when the Warrenlady had no idea, she thought.


<tag Chris - feel free to add anything - otherwise Jen will go off to the med centre to hopefully find Cyrus.>

Respectfully submitted
Carina Norris
carina@norris25.freeserve.co.uk

aka
Jeneve



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