The Dolphins of Pern.

by Anne McCaffrey.

Synopsis:

When humans first settled Pern, intelligence-enhanced dolphins came with them--to colonize the planet's ocean. Now, centuries later, as the battle to destroy the deadly Thread nears its end, the colonists renew their bond with the legendary "shipfish.

Acknowledgements

again I wish to acknowledge the help of Dr Jack Cohen in keeping me on the straight and not so narrow path of Newtonian physics and common Terran biology, plus inventing whatever Pernese biology has been required.

I Would also like to thank Rick Hobson of the Whale Conservation Inst.i.tute in Lincoln, Ma.s.s., for his review of the material dealing With dolphins and delphinic behaviour.

It Was through Rick Hobson that my daughter and I met and swam with Aphrodite and her son, AJ, at the Dolphin Research Center at Gra.s.sy Key, Florida. It was an experience that I shall treasure, as I will the "visit' we made, to sit on the float and watch Dart, Little Bit, and other dolphins playing in Sunset waters and "talking' to us.

Those who have had the privilege of Swimming at Dolphin Research Center will recognize many of the names I have used.

Well, why not? I met and valued their acknowledgement of me, a human. They meet many of us, and forget. But I do not forget them!

Oceanography Information by P. Burr Loomis Ocean Current Maps by Marilyn Aim DOLL FIN PEOPLE.

Adrea, rider of Queen Beljeth at Southern Weyr Aleki, Alemi's son Alemi, Master Fish man Ademon, Master Farmer Anskono, Readis' baby' brother Aramina, Readis' mother, the girl who Could hear dragons Aranya, Readis' sister Armald, Ii holder at Paradise River Asgenar, Lord Holder of Lemos Bargen, Lord Holder of High Reaches Bendarek, Master Woodsman (paper maker) Begamon, Lord Holder of Nerat Benelek, Master of Computer Hall, a son of Groghe Boskoney, Harper at Paradise River Camo, halfwit kitchen boy at Harper Hall, son of Robin ton and Silvina Corman, Lord Holder of Keroon Curran, Fort Sea Holder Deckter, Lord Holder of Nerat, succeeding Lord Meron deceased Denol, former South Boll Holder, renegade usurper of lerne Island D'ram, former Is tan Weyrleader, retired to Cove Hold, bronze Tiroth Durras, Weyrwoman at Eastern Weyr Xi Edwinrus, sculptor Fandarel, Master Smith at Telgar F'lar, Mnementh's rider, Benden Weyrleader filessan, Golanth's rider Fabry, Journeyman Healer Fair Winds, two master schooner G'dened, Weyrleader at Ista (succeeding his father, D'ram) G'narish, Weyrleader at Igen Groghe, Lord Holder at Fort Hamian, Master Smith at Southern, Toric's brother, plastics maker H'mar, bronze Janeruth's rider, Weyrlingmaster, Eastern Weyr Horon, younger son of Lord Groghe of Fort Hosbon, settler at Southern Weyr Jancis, Master Smith, Fandarel's granddaughter Jarrol, Jaxom/Sharra's eldest son Jaxom, Ruatha Lord Holder, rider of white Ruth Jayge, Holder, Paradise River K'din, brown Buleth's rider (T'lion's nasty older brother) Kami, Alemi's daughter Kern, a younger son at Crom Hold Kitrin, Alemi's wife K'van, rider of Heat Ii, Southern Weyrleader Larad, Lord Holder of Telgar Laudey, Lord Holder of Igen Lemsia, Menolly's daughter Lessa, Ramoth's rider, Benden Weyrwoman Lesselam, apprentice harper soon to walk the tables Lur, landsman at Paradise River, fire-lizard holder Lytol, former4' Lord Holder of Ruatha, retired to Cove Hold M'sur, brown rider, Eastern Weyr Menolly, Master Harper Mirrim, green Path's rider, T'gellan's mate Mislue, patient Nazer, uncle Nessel, Lord Holder of Crom Nicat, Master Miner Nika, Alemi's daughter N'ton, Weyrleader at Fort Weyr Oldive, Master Healer, based at Fort Harper Hall Olos, Menolly's second son Oly, older crewman Oterel, Lord Holder of Tillek Pardure, Parren's son, Readis' cla.s.smate Parren, Journeyman weaver at Paradise River Petiron, deceased, harper at Half Circle Sea Hold, Menolly 's mentor, Robin ton's father Persehar, Master Artist with Harper Hall Persellan, Eastern Weyr's healer Piemur, journeyman/Master Harper Pierjan, Jancis/Piemur's son Ramala, Toric's wife Rampesi, Master Fishman Readis, our hero and first Dolphineer R'mart, Weyrleader at Telgar Weyr Robina, Curran "5 wife Robinton, Master Harper of Pern Robse, Menolly's oldest child Samvel, Master Teacher at Landing Sangel, Lord Holder of South Boll Seh.e.l.l, Master Harper of Pern Men oIly "s mate Sharra, Jaxom "5 wife Shawan, Sharra/Jaxom's second child Swacky, courtesy uncle, old soldier Tagetarl, Master Printer for Harper Hall Talmor, Journeyman Harper a.s.signed to aid Ben den Weyrleaders in land distribution T'hor, Weyrleader at High Reaches Weyr, once Weyrleader at Southern T'gellan, bronze Monarth "5 rider, Weyrleader, Eastern Weyr T'lion, bronze Gadareth's rider Tomol, apprentice harper, soon to walk the tables Temma, aunt Texur, Curran's first mate Th.e.l.la, self-styled Lady Holdless, enemy of Jayge and Aramina Xii Xiii Tikini, T'lion "5 younger brother, favourite sibling Toric, Lord Holder of Southern, brother to Sharra and Ha in ian Toronas, Lord Holder of Ben den, successor to Lord Raid V'line, dragonrider Wansor, near-sighted Master of Smith Craft Hall, specializing in gla.s.s products Warbret, Lord Holder of Ista Worlain, Journeyman healer AT EASTERN WEYR Gar Tom Dik Boojie, who gets sewn up Natua Tana Ala DOLPHINS FIRE-LIZARDS AT MONACO Alta Dar Bitty, Kitrin's Tork, Alemi's Zair, Master Robin ton's AT PARADISE RIVER HOLD BEAST Kib, healed slash on lower jaw Delky, Readis' runner Afo, smallest Mel Jim, most acrobatic Mul, blotchy Temp, fattest Biz Rom Angie, calf daughter of Mell Cori, calf daughter of Fessi Vina, calf of Afo Teres AT FORT HOLD Inka, pod leader Flip Bit, healer, scarred jaw Ayjay Dart Nat AT SEA CAVES - KAHRAIN Cal, pod leader Tursi Loki Sandi, Tini, Rena, Leta, Josi The Tillek (aka Theresa) AT COVE HOLD Ron Alta (another one) Fessi Xiv Xv

PROLOGUE.

102 Years After Landing ibbe gave the bell rope one last pull. He and Corey had been taking turns all morning but now the sun was descending over the high ground and still no-one answered them. Usually someone came out of Man's place on the dock: even if only one of the boat people. But the boats rocked at anchor under the high wharf and it was obvious that no-one had gone out in them, even to bring in fish, for some time.

Corey clicked at him in disgust. The others of their pod had long gone fishing on their own, too bored to see if there might just be humans to feed them when there were plenty small fish to be gleaned at this time of year from the rich northern waters.

She "blew' her hunger at him, so annoyed with the lack of human attention that she refused to speak.

"There has been illness. Ben told us that,' Kibbe reminded her.

He was not well,' Corey replied, reluctantly employing Speech to impart the concept. "Humans can die."

"They do. It is true." For Kibbe was one of the oldest in their pod and had had two dolphineers as partners. He still fondly remembered Amy, his first one. She had been as much fish as he, even if she had to wear the long-feet and had no fins.

She had given the best chin scratches and knew exactly where she had to slough off old skin. When he had been injured, she had stayed in the water by his cradle through the days and nights until she knew that he would recover. He would never have survived that long gash if she hadn't sewn it up and given him the human medicines that prevented infection.

Corey had had only one person and she hadn't seen him in a long time. It accounted for why she was so sceptical. She hadn't had the long a.s.sociation with humans that Kibbe had enjoyed. And now missed. They had worked well together, for there were still many long stretches of coastline to be mapped, and the locations of fishing schools determined. The work had seemed more like fun and there had been time for games. Lately all he had been able to do to keep the Dolphin Contract with men was to follow the ships, to be sure no-one fell overboard without a dolphin to a.s.sist his rescue. His warnings about imminent storms might have been heeded but humans sometimes disregarded advice, especially if the fish were running well.

Kibbe was one of those who had been chosen to serve time up near the north-western subsidence where lived The Tillek, chosen of all the pods for her wisdom. The name given the Pod Leader was also traditional. He had been taught, as had other dolphin instructors, why dolphins had followed humans to this world, far from the waters of Earth on which they had evolved: the chance to inhabit the clean waters of an unpolluted world and live as dolphins had before tech-nol-ogy (he had learned to p.r.o.nounce that word very carefully) had spoiled the Old Oceans of Humankind. He knew, and taught this despite the astonishment it caused, that dolphins had once walked on land. That is why they were air breathers and were required by Nature to surface to inhale oxygen. He listened to tales so old not even those who had taught The Tillek knew their origins: that dolphins had been special messengers of the G.o.ds, escorting those buried at sea to their special underworld' place. As dolphins considered the seas to be underworld', this caused some confusion. The humankind underworld' was where souls' went: whatever souls' were.

One of Kibbe's favorite tales was the one The Tillek recounted with great pride: how dolphinkind had once honored those who had died when one of the s.p.a.ceships had been wrecked in the sea-sky. Since then, the dolphins of Pern had honored those burial rites with their escort. It was a ceremony the humans had not asked the dolphins to include in their traditions but they always seemed grateful for it.

Learning the Names of the Dolphins who had slept the Great Sleep and accompanied humankind to these clean new seas of Pern was an important lesson. From these names came the ones chosen for each new calf, to celebrate those first Dolphins and those that were born in the Years Before Thread. The names had been set to dolphin music and could be sung on longer journeys in the Great Currents. It should always be sung before the young dolphins attempted to cross the great Whirlpool at the Northwest Subsidence, or even the Smaller One in the Eastern Sea.

There were some matters taught by The Tillek which simply had to be learned, because they mattered as details to the whole story. The Great Sleep, for instance, puzzled even the cleverest calf, male or female, because dolphins did not require sleep. To have slept for fifteen years was an incredible thing to have done. Although they knew to call the sparkling light points in the skies stars', there seemed to be a very great many of them. The Tillek could not tell them which had been Old Earth. Humans had had a device which allowed them to see longer. Because stars were in the air, dolphins could not sound' them. There were three points of light, at dawn, and again at twilight, which were constant. The Tillek said those points were the s.p.a.ceships that had brought Humankind and Dolphinkind to Pern They must take this on faith, she said, for she had had to learn these facts from The Tillek who had taught her. This was fact as well as faith and must be believed, though never experienced. It was History.

And History was another of the Great Gifts Humankind had given Dolphinkind: History was memory of things past. To be able to tell History, Dolphinkind had been given the ability to speak as they did so that was the Greatest Gift humans had given dolphins. For with the Greatest Gift they could repeat the words of History: words that were sounded as Humankind sounded speech, not as dolphins did. And they could speak to Humans and to themselves the things that were made of words and not sea sounds.

Kibbe had been very good at learning all the words that Humans had used with dolphins, and all their special underwater signals. He was good at singing the words, too, so that the young ones of his pod were familiar with them should they be chosen to go to the waters of The Tillek and complete their training. Kibbe knew the traditions by which humans and dolphins lived in a special relationship: that dolphins would protect humans on or in the water to the best of their abilities, in whatever weather and unsafe conditions, even to the giving up of dolphin life to save the frailer humans; they would apprise humans of bad weather conditions, show them where the schools of preferred fish were running and warn them of sea hazards. The humans promised, in return for these services, to remove any bloodfish that might attach themselves to dolphin bodies, to float any stranded dolphin, to heal the sick and treat the wounded, to talk to them and to be partners if the dolphin was willing.

In the early days on Pern, humans and dolphins had taken great pleasure in the exploring of these new seas and those had been momentous years: the years of the life of The Human Tillek whom all had revered. A Dolphins' Bell had been sited at Monaco Bay and land and sea beings had promised to answer the Bell whenever it was rung. In those days the young dolphins had each had a human partner, to help with the exploration, to explore the seas and the deep abysses and the Great Currents, the Two Subsidences, Greater and Smaller, and the Four Upwellings. There had been courtesy, each to the other, land and sea-faring humans.

The Tillek always spoke respectfully of humans, and severely disciplined any calf who used the term long-foot' or finless' as some dolphins now were impudently describing them. When the silly fins complained that humans no longer kept their end of the ancient agreement, The Tillek would tell them, at her sternest, that that did not absolve dolphinkind from practising theirs. Humankind had had to stop exploring Pern to guard the lands against the Thread.

This would set the silliest to clicking nonsense noises of amus.e.m.e.nt. Why didn't humans eat Thread the way dolphins did?

The Tillek's reply was that humans wore different flesh and had to live on land where Thread did not drown but attacked human flesh like bloodfish, sucking life out of it. And not over a long period of time but immediately so all life was gone from the body in the course of several breaths: indeed the flesh of the human body was consumed.

This was another matter that all dolphins must believe as surely as they believed Thread was good to eat.

Then The Tillek would speak History and tell of the Day Thread Fell on Pern, and how it fed on the flesh of humans.

How the humans had battled hard with flame - a source of heat and light that coastal dolphins could recognize but had never felt - to burn Thread in the skies before it could fall on land and eat it or on humans and human animals and eat them. When all the things that humans had brought with them from Old Earth had been used up, the dolphins had helped the humans sail the many ships of the Dunkirk to the north where they could shelter in great caves, forsaking the pleasant warm southern waters. Kibbe had always loved hearing how the dolphins had helped the small ships make the long journey, despite storms and having to cross the Great Currents. There had been a Dolphins' Bell at Fort, too, and there had been many good years of partnership for dolphins and partners. Until the Sickness.

Kibbe knew that all humans had not died: ships still sailed with human crews and, on land, people could be seen working - when it was not the Time of Thread.

Since Kibbe had had a partner, he knew of humans, and their frailties and their skill at relieving the few illnesses to which dolphins were p.r.o.ne. But the young in his pod did not and questioned why dolphins should bother.

"It is tradition. We have always done as we do now. We will always obey the Traditions."

"Why do humans want to come into water? They cannot surrender themselves to the currents as we can."

"Once humans swam as well as dolphins,' Kibbe would reply.

"But then we cannot walk on land,' the calves would say.

"Why would we want to?"

"We are of different flesh, with different needs: dolphins to the water, humankind to the land."

"True, my son. Each to his own ways.

"Why do humans want to come into water? Why do they not stay on land and leave the water for us?"

"They need the fish in the seas, as we do,' Kibbe would tell them. One had to tell the young the same words many times before they understood. "They need to travel to other land places and the only way is by water."

"They have dragons who fly."

"Not everyone has dragons to fly."

"Do dragons like us?"

"I believe they do though lately we have seen few of them.

Once, I was told, they would swim in the sea with us."

"How can they swim with those great wings?" "They fold them to their back."

"Odd creatures.

"Many creatures of the land look odd to us, Kibbe would say, undulating through the water gracefully and effortlessly beside the calves he was teaching.

Kibbe privately thought that humans were clumsy, awkward creatures, in the water or out. They were, however, slightly more graceful in the water, especially if they swam as dolphins did, by keeping their legs together. The way some of them thrashed about with their limbs moving separately wasted much energy.

Nowadays, humans did not follow the forms laid down by the ancestors of both species but that did not mean that the dolphins should be any the less heedful of keeping the traditions.

Very few captains leaned over the side of their ship when dolphins appeared to accompany it and asked how the pod was faring and how the schools were running. Very few would give their escort a token fish for the a.s.sistance. Of course, it had been many seasons since dolphins had found and brought any drowned human boxes to their attention. As it had been many seasons since dolphineers had swum long distances with their partners. Sad the way tradition declined, Kibbe thought.

Like not answering the Bell.

He did one last pa.s.s in front of the wharf, eyeing the deserted structure. He tolled the bell one last time, thinking it sounded as mournful as he felt for the silence that had once been filled with human noises, the fine work they had done together and the games they played.

With a final flip of his tail, he turned and started his long journey to the Great Subsidence in the Northwest Sea to inform The Tillek that, once again, no-one had answered the Bell. The humans who sailed in the ships would not learn of the latest hazards the dolphins had dutifully come to report. Even the waters of Pern changed the land of Pern but that was the natural way of things. Or so The Tillek said. The dolphins would keep to their patrols of the coastline and, when, if ever, a human would listen to them, at least they could tell him what had changed, and save his ship from being broken on unexpected reefs or rocks: or where the Currents had altered and might provide a hazard to the ships and the humans who sailed on it.

Chapter One.

hen Master Fishman Alemi came by Readis' hold that morning, he found his fishing crony ready and waiting.

"I thought you'd never come, Uncle Alemi,' Readis said in a tone that was a thin line away from accusatory.

"He's been on the porch, Aramina told Alemi with a solemnhiding-a-smile-face, "for the last hour. He was up in dawn's dark!" And she rolled her eyes at such eager antic.i.p.ation.

"Uncle Alemi says the fish bite best at dawn,' Readis informed his mother in a condescending tone as he jumped down the three steps to take a firm hold of the callused hand of his courtesy uncle.

"I don't know which excited him more: fishing with you or being allowed to attend Swacky's gather this evening." Then she waggled a finger at her small son. "Remember, you have to take a nap this afternoon.

"I'm all ready to go fishing now,' Readis said, ignoring the threat. "I got my snack,' and he brandished the net sack laden with his water bottle and wrapped sandwich, "and my vest." The last was added in a contemptuous tone.

"You will note that I'm wearing mine, too,' Alemi said, giving the trusting little paw a shake.

Aramina chuckled. "That's the only reason he's wearing his.'

"I swim good!" Readis announced in a strong loud voice. "I swim as good as any shipfish!'

That you do,' his mother agreed equably.

"Don't I know that as I taught you?" Alemi replied cheerfully.

And 1 can swim that much better and still use a vest in a small boat."

"An' in stormy weather, Readis added to prove that he knew the whole lesson on safety vests. My mother made mine,' he said proudly, puffing out his vested chest and grinning up at her. "With love in every st.i.tch!'

C'mon, lad, time's a-wasting,' Alemi said.

With a farewell wave of his free hand to Aramina, he led his small charge down to the beach and the slab-sided dinghy that would convey them out to where Alemi felt they would likely find the big redfins that were promised for grilling at the evening's festivities.

Swacky had been part of Readis' life since he could remember.

The stocky ex-soldier had joined Jayge and Aramina when Aunt Temma and Uncle Nazer came from the north. He lived in one of the smaller holds and turned his hand to any one of a number of ch.o.r.es necessary in Paradise River Hold. Swacky had guard stories of all the Holds he'd served in to tell a small and fascinated boy. Readis' father, Jayge, never talked of the renegade problem which was when he had come to know Swacky. And Swacky never mentioned exactly what Jayge had done in those days, though he was real fierce and unforgiving of the renegades for "slaughtering innocent folk and animals just to see their blood run' - except it had to do with the particular renegades who had attacked the Lilcamp wagon train which was Jayge's family business.

If Readis had been asked which man he loved best - apart from his father, of course - Swacky or Alemi, Readis would have been hard pressed to make a choice.

Both men figured largely in his young life but for different reasons. Today Readis was going to have the best of both: fishing for Swacky in the morning with Alemi, and feasting to honour Swacky's seventy-five Turns of living tonight!

Pushing together, they eased the skiff down the sandy sh.o.r.e and into the gently lapping water. When they had waded out until the water was mid-thigh on Readis, Alemi gestured for him to jump in and take up the paddle. That was the main difference between Readis' two idols: Swacky talked a lot; Alemi used gestures where the other man would have used sentences.

With one mighty last push, Alemi sent the skiff forward over the first of the little combers and jumped in. At another familiar gesture, Readis moved to the stern and skulled his paddle to keep the forward movement while Alemi unfurled the sail and let the boom run out. The inland dawn breeze filled the canvas and Readis stowed the paddle and reached for the keelboard, sending it home into the stern slot and shoving the cotter-pin through to lock it firmly in place.

"Hard a-port,' Alemi sang out, accompanying his command with appropriate gestures. He ducked agilely as the boom swung over, playing out the lines until he had moved into the seat beside his shipmate. He shortened sail and then put his free arm behind Readis, noting the lad's instinctive handling of the rudder.

Alemi's good wife had given him three fine girl children and was carrying a fourth which both devoutly hoped would be a son. But until that time, Alemi "practised' with Readis. Jayge approved since it would stand a sh.o.r.eside holder in good stead to appreciate the moods and bounty of the sea and Readis would profit by knowing more than one skill.

Alemi sniffed at the off-sh.o.r.e breeze, redolent now of vegetable and exotic blossoms. He judged the wind would turn once they got out beyond the Paradise River channel. He didn't intend to sail far from land but, on the landside of the Great Southern Current, they were sure to find the redfins which frequented this part of the sea in great schools. Yesterday, Alemi had sent out the two smaller ships of his little fleet to meet those schools. As soon as the repairs to his bigger yawl had been completed, he and his crew would be join them.

Alemi was just as pleased to be on sh.o.r.e for Swacky's gather.

He might miss a day's fishing but until the main's'l had been mended, he was sh.o.r.e-bound.

As they hit the rip at the channel mouth, the little skiff bucked and bounced. Readis' merry laugh burbled out of him, delighted with dipping and dumping. Not much phased the lad and he'd never fed the fishes once. Which was more than could be said for some grown men.

Then Alemi caught the sparkle and shine on the surface and, touching Readis' shoulder, pointed. The boy leaned against him and cast his eye along the extended arm, nodding excitedly as he, too, saw the school. So many fish trying to occupy the same s.p.a.ce that they seemed to be flippering on each other's backs.

In a single-minded action, both reached for the rods that had been stowed under the gunnels. These were st.u.r.dy rods of the finest bamboo, with reels of the stoutest tight-stranded line, and hooks handfashioned by the Hold's Smithjourneyman, barbed to hold once sunk in the jaw of the wiliest redfin.

Twelve redfins, the length of a grown man's arm, were required for the evening's feasting. There would be roast wherry and succulent herdbeast but redfin was Swacky's favorite. He'd wanted to come along, Swacky had told Readis the night before, but he had to stay about and organize his gather or no-one would do it the way he wanted.