You recognize the figure as Lord Jaxom from your book. Despite having an impressive title, he appeared not too much older than you, and about the same height and build. His small white dragon Ruth swooped from his weyr in the hold and landed next to his rider. They gave you and Drak identical inquiring gazes.
"Shells, you two popped out from between the wrong place? Why didn't you use the landing?" Jaxom asked, thinking you just a mixed up rider. Ruth twisted his head toward his rider, no doubt speaking telepathically. You could have easily tried contacting the white dragon, but as only queen riders had the ability to speak with other dragons, you couldn't break the rules now.
You shrug, rubbing Drak on the eyeridge, "Sorry about that Jax, just got disoriented. I'm G'jar, rider of green Drakanth" you introduce casually. Drak raised a wing and bugled a greeting.
Jaxom acknowledged, he hadn't been surprised you'd known his name, since he was the only Lord Holder in all of Pern with a dragon.
"So, I'm assuming you're from Fort Weyr right? Never seen you before though, maybe N'ton would know who you are" he said. Though Jaxom could not have possibly known who you were already, you got the feeling that he'd deliberately contact the Fort Weyrleader to frame you for who you were.
You choose to pretend to cooperate however, hoping that Jaxom's clever little dragon did not sense your intentions. "Maybe, he'd probably need a minute to recognize me" you reply, trying to keep the subject casual.
Drak breathed a plumb of smoke from his nostrils, which unfortunately Jaxom noticed. "Wait a second!! How is it that your dragon can breathe smoke without firestone!! And his eyes!! They're different than any other dragon on Pern!!" he cried.
"Drak!! You idiot!!" you hissed telepathically. The green dragon tilted his head toward the sky, grunting with disdain. "Sorry Gil, my fault" he apologized.
You turn back toward Jaxom. Maybe you could convince him that Drak just had special abilities nobody had noticed before, but sooner or later you'd be caught anyway.
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