Tela was trying, really, not to avoid Wiruun...but right now she did not trust him. He might, at any time, decide that both she and Ruula...and, for that matter, possibly Raalo...were impossibly contaminated by their dragons and needed to be destroyed.
She was not sure she could stop him. Right now, though, he was not there, and only Aleroth occupied the Landers courtyard. The lumen seemed very restless and distracted, as if not quite able to keep her mind focused on the task at hand.
It did occur to Tela that her dragon might be coming into heat. Which could cause all kinds of problems. And that was part of why she was here...although she was fairly sure none of the drug she wanted had survived Vor's crash into Pern. it was worth a shot, anyway.
The only male Drebai available at present were ones she could not afford to produce a child with. Although if they were going to survive.
Combined with her dragon's irritation, that was enough to set her mood to pacing. Where was that box? The one she knew they would have put it in if there was any.
Shard it...the Pernese oath came relatively easy to mind. What was with her today?