Dragonflight (Dragonriders of Pern, #1)

by Anne McCaffrey

The descendants of heroes fell into disfavor, as the legends fell into disrepute.

They both watched as F’nor’s Canth singled out a doe. The

They wouldn't let them hunt the does if they expected the herd to support the dragons indefinitely. Good grief.

unbased

Not a word. *Baseless

Some folk, too, believe what the loudest talker says.

Her voice had risen to an hysterical pitch of recrimination. He slapped her sharply across the cheeks, grabbing her, robe and all, to shake her.

That seems like a good strategy. (Sarcasm.)

F’lar reached out and shook her until her angry voice was stopped.

amendable,

A word, but not the right word. *Amenable

With a tenderness he would never show her awake, F’lar bent and kissed her lips.

Why not????

Who wills, Can. Who tries, Does. Who loves, Lives.

“Oh, F’lar will be so angry with me,” Lessa moaned as her memory came rushing back. “He will shake me and shake me. He always shakes me when I disobey him.

He stopped her with a little shake, pulling her to his side

Nothing more endearing than a little shake. (Sarcasm.)