[Wingrider] Zeeva & Gold Sokinath [Approved]

[Hattaki]

Name: Zeeva
Age: 98
Nameday: 3477.6.20
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation: Draws wobbly line
Weyr: Western Weyr
Rider Rank: Wingrider
Previous Rank/Craft: Apprentice cook
Physical Description: Average of height and wiry from a lifetime in straps on the back of a giant, Zeeva hasn't yet slowed down thanks to her advancing age and certainly doesn't even look the part just yet. While her skin may not be as tight as it once was and feathery lines have appeared at the edges of her eyes and around her quiet smile, she still glows in her advancing age and doesn't shy away from anything overly physical. That was her entire life after all and muscles from such a life are ever present. Bright white has just begun to grow in from the crown of her head and her long hair still retains some of her original black at the ends, making a stark change from the deep umber of her skin.

Expression is often hard for Zeeva to show, given that she tends to be more quiet and reserved around even her friends. Still they'll see her with a smile or with no other expression at all on her face. She's been described before as classy, she tends to wave this away.
Personality: Business is business with this woman, there is no fooling around when work should be done. No shirking chores, no slacking off and everything certainly better be done within the time frame that it was set for. If not she'll work double to make up for anyone slacking around her, however her sarcastic barbs will last the rest of the day. Not that she means for them to, but in moments of anger, Zeeva finds herself sliding into the old habit she had even as a young woman. Generally she's extremely professional and would much rather come off as helpful and calm than cruel thanks to her moments of sarcasm. If anyone needs someone to talk to or learn something from she's there, if they need another set of hands, she was there before they even asked, noticing things quite quickly from experience.

It may be her sarcastic tendency that makes her so reserved around others, always more willing to be quiet and calmly at the edge of conversations and discussions than right in the center. Lest she possibly say something in a moment of brief anger she didn't mean, Zeeva remains quiet and in control of herself through being so. Alcohol has been known to loosen her up just a tad, but it takes much and she's no heavy-weight with it. Another thing that may actually loosen the woman up is placing her near any sort of craft that she respects and admires. She enjoys watching Masters and Journeyman work, be it leathercrafting something for Sokinath or someone slicing up meat for a meal that knows what they're doing, Zeeva enjoys watching them, enough her heart will flutter just a bit as she does so. While she tries to play this down, sometimes those around her notice her admiration. It's at these times that she can also zone out and forget that things are happening around her, or things that need to be done, much to her dragon's amusement, so she tries her hardest to cut down on them lest she be reprimanded for slacking herself!

Despite her admiration of crafts she doesn't go and find herself the best made things by the most skilled masters. Rather Zeeva tends to be entirely practical in her day to day life and will make do with what works as well as following through with things in the most understandable and reasonable way they can be done. If a dragon needs new straps you buy the ones most available, if there's a mess, you clean it up immediately. It's the results that matter and while she can be meticulous if the situation calls for it, she looks for more realistic approaches to just about everything.
Positive Trait List Professional, Practical, Structured
Negative Trait List Sarcastic, Reserved, Closet Craft Fan-girl
History: Born to a pair of parents who bred runners in Keroon, Zeeva was a quiet and hard working girl, always ready to do what was asked of her and prone to working more than she would play even from a young age. She cared and watched after the runners as if they were siblings as well, as she had quite a few older and younger than here on both sides. It was her time working in such conditions with her family that taught her the meaning of being practical and operating within the bounds of structure and time limits to the best of her abilities. She flourished.

Around her tenth turn she chose cooking as a craft, rather entranced with how well the Master Cook in their Hold could handle great sides of herdbeast meat and quickly turn them into meat that she had grown up recognizing her whole life. Though she was small and some of the things she would need to handle were incredibly large, Zeeva's determination to learn kept others both larger and stronger on their toes. Her skill wasn't the absolute best of them all, but she at least was praised for being quite good at it, so her turns passed by smoothly with only one thing that ever interrupted her structure.

A dragon.

Great brown beast that he was with a lady rider leaned up on his leg, Zeeva met the pair when she was taking a morning run before dawn and the watchrider pair, freshly relieved, offered her an opportunity. After approaching the offer with every bit of her almost stubborn practicality, the young woman ran straight home with the news for her family and packed her bags with a few needed things before flying to her future, she hoped, astride a dragon. That first flight taught her that she would need to certainly train for it if she ever did impress, as she nearly threw up everything in her stomach upon arrival above Western Weyr from Between. But still, she was excited and determined to see what she could do.

For two turns she once again flourished, even more so with the naturally structured environment of a Weyr and though it took three turns for her to meet her dragon, Sokinath slid into her life one hot summer day, hatched from a miniscule egg that had been covered in sand, the gold had actually clawed her way to the top and sputtered in indignation. It was warm while in the shell but just terrible once freed. Zeevamine is this what the future holds? Always sand? As the gold hadn't even been looking at her when she'd spoken to her, Zeeva had naturally been thunderstruck once she realized and could only walk out to the little one and tell her it wouldn't all be bad.

Sokinath didn't stay small for long, growing quickly and she swore sometimes right in front of her eyes, the gold was hard to keep oiled the larger she got but the brighter she shone when she was. With her training as a cook, with a knife and butchery before, overcoming the gold's picky appetite was a breeze at least, for she always knew what cuts her dragon would want. It was a blessing, at least, once the great gold finally finished her growing, a giant among her clutchmates that had taken many hours to oil and feed. Unlike some of the others that took off after their training was complete, Zeeva loved the Weyr and would only leave to visit her family or when another gold was about to rise. During these times they would line up to visit her family in Keroon and take great joy in seeing the Hold once more.

Still, though she was nostalgic for the past she'd grown up with, turns and turns passed for her as a wingrider, clutches and clutches for Sokinath. Some good, some tragic, as was always possible. Unlike some others Zeeva never truly took a partner in all the turns, not because she didn't want to but because none of them ever truly made her heart flutter. She did give three children to the creche after Sokinath's flights, but while she would see them and they would exchange happiness in meeting, she was never motherly as they needed when they were small and thought it best.

It was very late in her life that Thread returned to Pern, well past 90 she didn't hesitate to fly and face it and even as she creeps toward a full century she shows no signs of slowing down. Yet.
Other: Her three children are NPCs, all grown.

DRAGON
Name: Sokinath
Age: 80
Color: Gold
Size: 51'
Physical Description: A giant. Between her length and height she measures up with some of the largest golds on Pern, but her body is almost emaciated looking at times. It takes a real effort to keep any sort of weight on her and with age it's become even harder. Sokinath's wings are just slightly shorter than it would seem necessary to lift her great self from the ground, but she balances with a long neck and whip-like tail.
Personality: It's a very good thing that Zeeva loves structure and working so much, for Sokinath isn't at all interested in it. Her idea of a good time is to lay and talk with other dragons, sometimes gossip sometimes just daily life. But working has never factored into her desires at all. As a younger dragon she certainly would leap up when needed but as she's grown older she doesn't see the need so much.

Vain despite her rider's best attempts to teach her otherwise, the gold would rather not clutch at all if she didn't have a biological need because she loathes sand. In fact she loathes anything she doesn't find to be the best in life and will fuss to Zeeva if she doesn't get her way. Though with age came wisdom she didn't gain any real grace in that respect, but has learned not to voice her opinions or over the top demands quite as much now that Thread has returned.

Though she's not the motherly type once her children are off the sands, that cursed sand, Sokinath is almost viciously protective while they are. Either in the egg or hatched and unbonded it doesn't matter, the gold has been known to swipe and snap when necessary to keep her children safe. In fact she so rarely over the turns has even allowed the father onto the sands, considering his job to have been long over by that point, since catching was all she needed. She is enough mother to protect her kids, thank you.
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[Hattaki]

I totally read that wrong I'm sorry. XD I adjusted that to cook and alluded that she has skills with a knife. <3 Sorry!