"Roger Roger. Warrelith does not mind so get to it woman. I will be right out."
She slipped into her weyr quickly gathering the items she wanted to take with her to the cove. Clothes, her carving kit and the stones she was currently working on carving as well as a couple of the metal tins of tea she liked to keep at the cove knowing she had been running low the last time she had been there. Since it was her haven for avoiding Dragon Female Risings.