Nothing pleases me more than the prospect of being responsible - but not for damages! - for a feral dragon. The very phrase fills me with evil glee. Feral draaaaaaaagon! Swooping down on holds and feasting on their valuable wherries! The holders tells their little brats that if they aren't good, they'll be left out at night and the dragons will snatch the up and eat them! So much trouble between hold and weyr.

(I can't help it, I giggle over weir/weyr every time I think of this fusion. Elizabeth Weir, Weyrwoman)