Firelizard Lessons

Western Weyr - Living Caverns

Here is the center of Weyr life, the living caverns. These two main rooms were man-shaped from smaller caves, and are joined by a carved arch with depictions of dragons in flight and dolphins leaping in swirling waves. One room has many round stone and wooden tables and a stone fire-pit instead of a hearth. Over the round-walled, gas fired pit is a large conical hood made of polished bronze, with reliefs of dragons with their riders flying over ships guided by dolphins. This hood and chimney keeps the room smoke-free. Through the archway is an enormous hall, with long tables and benches, some carved from the rock floor, many crafted of wood. This room is a combination dining and meeting hall, and can seat over 300 comfortably. Above both rooms, angled shafts lined with polished metal bring in sunlight during the day. Electric lights also burn, day and night.


Flaim whistles and hops around the table, prancing around a little beetle-like bug that is harmless. The iridescent carapace flashes in purples, greens and blues and the large firelizard is very interested in it. The bug tries to make it's way across the table, dodging and pausing as it tries to evade the big hindrance.

HeyYou flits from Diek's hipbag and dives at the bug as well, chittering and flapping

Flaim chirples up to the little firelizard. « Quick! You gotta come see this…thing! »

HeyYou chitters back, diving at the beetle, « this thing is awesome. Where can we get more? »

Flaim gets his muzzle down towards the beetle and it turns to walk in another direction. He chitters again to the young one. « Maybe. I do not find them often. They taste bad. But they are fun to play with. » And thus an older generation of Firelizard teaches a younger generation. That is why Firelizards are the smar-tass creatures on Pern. Smartest! Yes, smartest.

HeyYou chitters, circling the beetle as well, « They taste bad? That's horrible. Why would anything taste bad? It's mean. » Yup, too young.

Flaim backs off and slowly circles, giving the hesitant bug a chance to start on his way again, about 98 degrees to the left of where it was originally going. He slowly follows along, then leaps over it. Unfortunately, this causes said beetle to spread its wings out from underneath the protective glittering carapace and fly up. « Give chase! » He spreads his wings and flies up after it.

HeyYou pounces after the beetle, then takes to the air, « You fiend! Vile bug! »

Flaim gives a warning cry… « Do not hurt it! Just follow it. » He flies a zig-zaggy path and swings in the air to follow the bug's pattern.

HeyYou creates a spiraling pattern with Flaim, « why not? »

Flaim chirps in response, « They are fun to follow…see how slowly it flies? And they will lead you to something that does taste good. »

HeyYou chitters confusedly, « but… they're not tasty? Shouldn't it be punished for that? »

Flaim swirls around mid flight to bat his wings, keeping himself in one spot in the air. « No one is required to /be/ tasty…just to have good /good taste/! » He heads off after the bug which is almost to the way out of the large cavern to the Bowl.

HeyYou comes to hover beside Flaim, « They're not? But mine only feeds me tasty things… »

Flaim flaps to catch up to and head off the slower moving bug. « Watch…and learn. » Flaim heads off the beetle that swerves and heads back in…towards the serving table. It is sooo tired now from putting up with that pesky firelizard. It lands on something that smells good…sliced meatz! He starts to chew on the tasty substance. There are nice juices in it that are sweet and nurturing. "EEEEEK!" The scream comes from the serving girl. She tires to shoo the big huge bug away and grabs the slices of meat to whisk them off the serving tray. Then she takes an extra piece or two and tosses them likewise to the floor. Zing! The bug gets a ride! Flaim chirps out « Llllllunch is serrrrrved! »

HeyYou hovers in place, then chitters understanding and diving on the 'lunch' « OH, I see. »

Flaim flies over and ZIP! He's gotta couple o' slices of roasty beastie!

HeyYou chitters happily chewing on his prize, « You're amazing! »

Flaim makes an appreciative tr-r-r-r-rill. « Thank you, Young one! Always happy to help out » He gobbles at his pieces, holding the meat slices in his forepaws as he sits on his haunches and feeds his maw.

HeyYou ruffles his wings and eating daintily, « Thank you, old one. »

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