NRPG: This is the pertinent part of Lea Harris's post that affects WR


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Day 9 Med Centre.


By the time they left the healers office, Tahlaya was shaking. 

"I'm so proud of you, Love," Ash'chenon said, holding her tightly.

They walked holding hands out of the med centre as Wyndamenth bugled at
Ash'chenon.

Tahlaya was beginning to pick up the odd word of clicking from the blue
dragon, but she was unable to decipher the whole of the conversation.

The snakelike dragon landed and Ash'chenon braced himself.

"Why?" he enquired of his dragon.

Tahlaya smiled as she watched the man talk verbally to the dragon. 

When he had finished he turned to her and asked, "Well, do you want to go
with me to Whiteriver?"
 
The girls eagerly chittered in her head, {*Please say yes?*}

"Go with you?" she looked puzzled.

"You abominable woman, of course go with me! First you complain that I 
take off without you, then you-" 

She pounced on him, her lips fastening like a limpet to his.  

"Of course I'll go with you.  I want to see Sol and Solara."

"I do, also. Call the girls."

The girls landed swiftly and Eclipse lowered her foreleg to let their rider
climb into the saddle. Tahlaya felt Ash'chenon's hands sliding up her legs
as he helped her onto the double headed beast.
Without looking at him, she said, "I'll deal with your presumptuousness
*later*."

"Ahh my dear, I hope that, a humble man such as I, can fulfil your
expectations!" he said bowing with his hand on his heart and a mischievous
glint in his pale grey eyes

Once settled in her saddle, she glanced down at the bearded man and, licking
her lips suggestively, announced, "Oh you had better, or I will be looking
for a younger model!"

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(Whiteriver)

They waterfall glistened with a myriad colours as they burst above Whiteriver.
It was a view that took Tahlaya's breath away.

{*WRAITHS!*} the girls shrieked in unison.

The girls instinctively flew above the Queen, Beryth.
She watched as Avid tried to regain his position as the Ash'chenon's blue
swooped infront of the metallic opal coloured dragon.

(Wraiths this close to a warren?)

{A mistake. They are inside...}
*... humans, as in Telnor.*

(Who?) Tahlaya asked, knowing that she was unlikely to recognise any of the
names.

*Cricket's rider...*
{...Trinale.}

"Oh gods!" she said quietly, a lump coming into her throat. She knew what
Trinale meant to Ash'chenon and looked on as Wyndamenth spiralled down to
the Med Centre.

(Let's go down and see what we can do,) she told the girls.

Before she got a foot down onto the ground, Ash'chenon had disappeared into
the building. She was about to follow him when a familiar voice called
softly to her.

"Let him go to her, Laya."

"Mnepath," she folded into the older man's arms. "What on earth is going on?"



Tahlaya and the leather boots and gloves.


nrpg:

Lyn pass any relative bits to Whiteriver.

Allen, I guessed that Ash would go and see how Trinale was.

"Lust is pure. 'Tis Love, Lust's little sister, that is tainted."

                                                                           Anon.