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Post by Memorie on Feb 10, 2006 11:34:00 GMT -5
Get out of my way, Alth said in open speak, a low growl accompanying her words. The little blue weyrling and his rider glanced up in fear and scurried away.
"Alth, that was rude. How unbecoming of you," Kabhi said, trying to keep her own temper in check. Alth had been proddy for two sevendays now, and as much as she hated what would soon be coming up, it would happen, and Kabhi wished Alth would fly and be quick about it.
Whatever. I don't care, the dragon replied, taking on an air of indifference. The two were near the feeding grounds, where Kabhi had been sitting almost every waking moment, waiting for the green to rise. And I'm hungry! Alth shrieked suddenly, unfurled her wings and took a running leap from the ground.
"It's about time," Kabhi sighed, and having gone through this many times before, remembered to take a hold on her dragon so she wouldn't gorge. Only blood, Alth. The rider's hands went to her temples as she controlled the dragon from her vantage on the ground.
The green turned to the Weyr, blood fresh around her mouth, and shrieked invitingly to the males that resided there. Come to me, my browns, blues, and even bronzes, come fly with me, she called boldly. Kabhi shook her head at her dragon's audacity and arrogance. This was an altogether different Alth, and the rider was glad this was not the dragon's usual personality.
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Post by dragonmenta on Feb 11, 2006 4:29:01 GMT -5
A'sero and his Bronze Kaluth answered her the call immediatly, and the rider and dragon pair mounted into the air and to the feeding grounds as quickly as possible. They saw the blooding, glowing green from afar and then closer. A'sero lept off his Bronze almost asquickly as he had moutned, and began walking over to Kabhi. Kaluth on the other hand, began to blood. One after another beasts went down until he was safisfied, scalding blood pouring down his throat. It felt good.
A'sero went to Kanhi's side, where the traditional ring of male riders...and a few female... was forming for the blooding, before they would be escorted to the riders weyr, where the winner would get his prize. He joined in the semi circle aroudn the greenrider as she battled her Green with wills.
I shall fly to you my beauty, fly for you and with you. We shall fly together. The fit Bronze replied with his usualy self assurance on the way towards arogance. He lept off of the ground, leaving a fallen herdbeast behind, with barely a push from powerful indquarters, so charged wit hthe energy opf blood and electricity of light. He was ready for the chase and sent out a clear bugal, letting the rest of the Weyr know that as well.
A'sero ran a long hand through fair hair, easily looking over the heads of the other men to their dragons. Surely Kaluth woudl win. Besides, the Bronze had had his eye on Alth for a while. A'sero never really knew what caused his Bronze to fancy any particular green (he wasn't actually one for golds) and Kaluth hadn't ever really settled on one. Oh well, it wasn't as if A'sero really minded the many different partners he had shared through Kaluth's whims. As the lust began to our over him, he foudn himself mroe and more thankful to have become a dragonrider.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Feb 12, 2006 23:07:03 GMT -5
B'leren, a cocky Brown rider with jet black hair and blue eyes happened to be by the feeding grounds with his dragon, Redonth. As he noticed Redonth feeding he wanted to groan ut upon seeing the pretty young woman becoming surrounded by other suitors, the fourty turn old turned on his usual charm. He was having trouble with women lately...seriously, had Morelia expected him to be able to keep to himself when she refused to transfer to Lateo. Whatever, he did not need her and here was a prime example of why he didn't. Redonth answered the pretty green, laying on the charm as well as his rider. After all she was a young and in all ways astounding green. Alth, I would follow you beyond between. Only say the words, and I shall show you how truly glamorous yo are. There is no other dragon that could compare to such a wondrous sight.
B'leren joined the other men in making the customary circle around the lovley young woman. He was sure he had seen her before, but then he saw a lot of women. Ah well not that that was something he needed to think about the tall amn checked in with his dragon and began to let himself fall in with his own emotions. Soon all of them would be consumed with a burning lustful desire...
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Post by dragonshadow58 on Feb 13, 2006 11:16:27 GMT -5
Yuri and Norith where bathing when the fateful call range through the air. Both rider and brown looked over to the feeding pens at the same moment but both with very different thoughts in mind. Norith sprang from the water soaking Yuri to the bone as he flew to the feeding pens and his waiting green. Yuri pulsed and more then a little worried ran after the brown not noticing at first the people gathered around the rather attractive green rider. “Norith what are you doing?” she yeld aloud only to have a wave of lust and pation wash over her in reply.
Then she realized it, she had learned about it in Weyrling training, this was a green flight and Norith was going to chase. Yuri looked around and finally noticed the other browns and their riders encircling the green and on the ground her rider. As another wave of lust washed over her Yuri took her position in the circle.
Norith bloodied his first and second kill as his brown brother’s spoke to the green. Raring his own challenge Norith spoke to all, only the strongest and fastest amongst us shall fly well this beauty. And that dragon shall be ME! it made no difference that he had never flown before, he would fly know and he would win.
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Post by britalia on Feb 13, 2006 14:14:00 GMT -5
Ardeth was sunning on a ledge when he heard the green’s invitation to come and fly, cracking one eye open to see her blooding her kill in the feeding grounds. The brown rolled onto his side and hefted himself up lazily, stretching his unusually large wings as he yawned. His gaze soon lost the pleasant haze of sleep as they began to whirl faster picking up speed as instinct took over. A green Rose.
F’lor looked up from the chart he was studying in his weyr, his mind picking up in the desire beginning to thrum through his dragon’s blood. Well well, so another green was going up? It was rare for the Wingsecond to see his brown show any interest, but it seemed he finally decided it was time to chase another dragon. You going for this one, Ardeth? The dark-haired man asked, pushing his chair away from the desk.
Yes….I think I would like to have Alth. Ardeth said quietly, orange and red beginning to whirl where the lazy hue of blue was a moment before in his eyes. He flew rarely, really, but today….yes…the green looked enough to tantalize him. Leaping from the high ledge, the brown landed heavily at his own weyr, taking only a moment to collect his rider before winging to the Feeding grounds. Slowing near the semi-circle of humans, he felt his rider slip from his shoulders and land on the ground in a crouch, leaving him free to pursue the emerald lady.
My lovely green, I desire only for the feel of your soft hide against mine. Come, lady dragon, let me sing for you this night. Ardeth said lowly, collecting a herdbeast in his claws as he landed. His voice was smooth and rich, everything a woman secretly desired to hear whispered in her ear at night. He was ready to have her—would Alth have him?
F’lor straightened and strode over to the group ranged about Kabhi, his stormy eyes on his brown as he landed in the feeding grounds. The Wingsecond shook his head as he watched the bloodshed occur before him, smirking to himself at the macabre ways of dragonkind. Lives given so other lives could be made….nothing could be more poetically gruesome, he reflected. Of course….green flights were not to continue the dragonweyr, but merely….for the FUN! With this thought, the dark-haired rider focused his full interest on the woman before them all, rather hoping Ardeth won this Flight.
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Post by E on Feb 13, 2006 14:34:08 GMT -5
L’nuo found himself stretching his long legs to the fullest as he realized, almost too late, that his brown was about to rise. Enuth was much like his rider, he had flown many and never tired of the sport. A true romantic at heart, L’nuo and Enuth almost always seemed to win the ladies hearts. Unfortunately their joking side could never hold onto them.
The dragon lust not much different from the perpetual lust that always seemed to plague the ride, he was pleased to find himself approaching a female green rider rather than a male. That last flight Enuth had decided to take wasn’t the best of flights to win in L’nuo’s eyes…
Slowing, he approached the circle as he caught his breath. He wasn’t out of shape, with E’mion as a wing leader that was not even questionable, but his adrenalin was kicking in. Eyes sweeping around the group, the brown rider was surprised to find that it was mostly brown riders. The green must be quite the catch if it attracted so many… Spotting the rider, L’nuo’s doubt of the quality of the green was swept aside. No low quality green would ever dare to impress such a succulent sample of the female gender. But then again most women were beautiful in L’nuo’s eyes so it wasn’t surprising he found this one so fine.
Enuth licked the blood of his muzzle as his eyes ran over the large green. The mint-green hide shown with the lust that had taken her to the feeding grounds to blood and that lust was deeply affecting Enuth. Alth had been a clutch-mate of his, but that did not deter him when she had called out to the dragons of the Weyr. It had been to long since the last flight he had flown and he was ready to show another green the pleasures of being his.
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Post by Memorie on Feb 14, 2006 0:01:31 GMT -5
Finally pleased with the amount of males that had come to her, Alth crooned, satisfied. She was especially enjoying that most of her assemblage were browns, even a bronze! Launching into the air, Follow me, my admirers. Let us see who wins this game, she said mischievously. Her light-green wings unfurled and caught a great thermal, and she lifted easily into the air. Executing a series of complex and intricate spins and twirls in the air, she demonstrated exactly how much skill would be needed to win her heart.
Kabhi's lips twisted into a cheeky smirk as she felt the waves of cockiness from her dragon wash over her. Alth's self-assurance and imperious behavior, which were rare to the rider, gave Kabhi the strength her knees needed to remain standing. Lowering her hands from her temples, she crossed her arms.
"Who is strong enough, agile enough, clever enough to catch me?" Alth/Kabhi asked brazenly.
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Post by britalia on Feb 14, 2006 9:02:35 GMT -5
F’lor smirked at the woman’s cheeky words, the desire his brown was feeling beginning to cloud his senses. Suddenly, Kabhi was by far the most attractive woman he had ever seen, no matter how many woman he had taken to his bed over the turns. His stormy gray eyes traveled down her figure, then slowly back up from her calves to her eyes. If he and Ardeth had any say, the woman would be his before the day ended.
Ardeth bugled his acceptance of the green’s challenge as she darted upwards, her bold words and defiant manner only inciting him further. I will be the dragon who claims the honor of twining necks with you this night! The brown cried gallantly, having no doubts in his arrogance that he would be the one at her side. After all, he was clever enough to be Wingsecond, fast enough to be in Sidus Wing, and brave enough to call a man like F’lor His. There was no doubt Alth would want him.
As the green leapt from the boundaries of the earth, Ardeth launched himself upward, intent on her every move. He was like a great feline stalking his prey, having eyes only for the siren before him. The brown would prove himself mightier, braver, and much more clever than his competitors, and would have the spoils of this war. The dragon focused intently on Alth as she executed her daring aerial tricks, following every move as closely as possible for his bulk. Well, she would be no easy catch, that would be for sure. As she finally leveled out, he caught a thermal, drifting only slightly above her, awaiting her next move.
F’lor felt his dragon’s conscience wash over his, and suddenly it was not man staring at a woman, but a brown watching a green he desired hungrily. The Wingsecond’s fists tightened, and he gave Ardeth all of his strength to aid him in Flight.
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Post by dragonmenta on Feb 14, 2006 9:03:45 GMT -5
Kaluth responeded to her leap with quick reflexizes honed from experience. He ignored the thermal, chasing the simple way for the begining. Thermals, for the males, were for the end when one's wings had begun to tire. The pworess of fast flight unaided must first be established for the female to see. He stretched his long Bronze wings, angling them towards the green and flying forward with a few flaps before gliding an alittudeabove her, where he was less visible. He steightened his long body as far as it would go, making hismelf a living bullet, aerodynamic as he could be. He didn't have her agility, but she didn't have his strength, and these blues and browns didn't either.
My dear that is a silyl question for i am the only answer. Kalut is the only answer. For who could be stronger or faster ore mroe intelligent than I. A bronze has spied apon you sweet Alth, and he shall not let you from hsi sight. He trumpeted a challenging clarion to his competitiors and cotninued along at the same pace, towards the head of the group, but not i nthe lead and several meters higher. Watch and wait until a moment apared and seize it in your claws. That was his motto.
A'sero, felt a wave of animal longing come over him and he gritted his teeth to sustain his own mind. He had tested himself on this everytime. He would try to stay within himself utni lall the others had failed, utnil they had becoem part of their dragons, until only he was left, strong enough to resist. And then he would release hismelf without bounds into the mind of Kaluth and enjoy the well earned prize they had aspired to.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Feb 14, 2006 11:33:27 GMT -5
B'leren put a hand through his black hair again as his piercing blue eyes seemed to rest intently on the green rider. He did not know her name but Redonth had supplied it for him. Kabhi. An interesting name...He stopped thinking like a man a few moments later as he combined with his dragon. Redonth a brown of an average size and a lighter color almost sandy in apearance followed the green wordlessly. She knew he was there and he had told her that he wanted her, now it was time to show her that he was worthy of her, not tell her he was.
As Alth took the thermal Redonth followed but noton the Thermal for he wanted her to think she was much faster than they and too good for them at first. He would have plenty of time for suprises later...she would realize it was him she wanted. B'leren/Redonth kept their eyes on the precious green before them, she would never be out of their sight...
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Post by E on Feb 14, 2006 13:51:30 GMT -5
Enuth let out a deep rumble from his gut as he watched the green leap into the air. Closely followed by her pursuers, Enuth found himself lifting off after the others. His large wings were instantly put to good use as the brown took to the air. Knowing full well he was already at a disadvantage with a bronze above and several other lust-filled browns, he decided that this was going to be no ordinary flight against a bunch of blues. But then again, with a prize such as Alth, it was no wonder she’d have such a parade behind her.
You’d best pick up the pace, my dear Alth, a bronze is hot on your tail and you’ll need to pull into your agility to loose him. he crooned. Not exactly looking to catch her with his words, Enuth spoke to anger who he felt would be his largest threat, in distance anyways. The brown would have the bronze bested in movement, but then again the smaller browns would have Enuth bested. Would he be able to find an opening before the others?
Finding the air above and behind the green full, Enuth couldn’t help but feel relieved. His favorite spot was not. Tilting earthward, the brown used gravity to pick up a little more speed as he came up under the rest of the pursuers. Everyone always followed from above or behind making those places the ones the females paid most attention to even though it was so much easier to look down…
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Post by Memorie on Feb 17, 2006 11:29:26 GMT -5
In a brief moment of clarity, Kabhi gasped as she saw Enuth approaching with L'nuo. Grinning at memories of a certain night, she knew it'd be another interesting night if Alth chose Enuth. Another bunch of Alth's anger and sexuality came over Kabhi, and she let go of herself to be with her dragon. Her breathing intesified and quickened, and her heart pounded with a ferocity in her chest. When her pupils dilated, she found it much brighter outside and allowed for herself to be lead to chambers in the Weyr made for this purpose. Her head ached with the light and with the energy and frustration of her dragon, who was now skimming over the tops of trees. Kabhi lost herself in her dragon's lust and Alth's eyes became Kabhi's.
Alth/Kabhi laughed as the males boasted of their individual superiority, except for one brown, who simply flew after the green and showed off a bit. "Strong silent type?" she giggled. As Alth took a sharp upswing, Kabhi watched and was with the green, giving her her own energy to make it as high as she could. Alth's hide shone milky green in the bright afternoon sun, and she hoped to throw some of her followers off with sun in their eyes. Up, up the dragon flew, small and agile wings pushing air underneath them to outrun the blues, browns, and bronze.
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Post by dragonmenta on Feb 17, 2006 12:23:06 GMT -5
Kaluth angled after her. He knew how to chase greens, he did it on a regular basis. Kaluth was in a good position as she shot up, her move slightly to the side so he way ws clear and simply rose up with her at a less extreme angle. She had obvisouly gotten a good look of his power. He was power, its essence. He was the fastest and the strongest and he would get his Alth.
He began to weave dragonsong throug hthe cahse so the melody of lust and desire reached with long tendrils to the green. Fly well green, he thought to himself, fly well for you will need to to escape Kaluth.
A'sero finally stopped fighting it and let himself slip into Kaluth. He crossed his arms, standing to his tall height, the muscles of his handsome face twitichign wit hthe lust and emotion of flight. He loved the adrenaline and everythig that went with it. Even if he didn't win, he could always find someone willing to help him relieve the pent up wave of energy.
((B'leren and A'sero are connected you know. A'sero is friends with Zylaera whose mother, Zyana once treated Mariska who met Morelia in Sodalis who has a child with B'leren. Heck...they're like brothers.))
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Feb 17, 2006 12:47:03 GMT -5
B'leren/Redonth was not fooled easily by green tricks, after all they had been flying greens for about twenty turns. Eventhough Redonth made himself seem like he wasn't a threat to the others, did not mean he was out of the game. In fact quite the opposite was true. He kept a low profile on flights, because then the green did not know where he was unless she took the time to look for him specifically.
Redonth flew under the shadow the green was casting so as not to be blinded by the glaring sun. This green was going to be one of the tricksy ones, that meant a long and hard flight, and a lot of fun. Redonth knew he could win the green if he outsmarted the green and outmaneuvered his opponents. He had flown against bronzes before and come out victorious.
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Post by britalia on Feb 17, 2006 14:42:57 GMT -5
It was not long into the Flight before Ardeth realized that he was at a disadvantage, for though he was a large, intelligent brown, he felt the urge to mate little. It was rare the Wingsecond took to the skies at the call of a green, but these others, his rivals, they flew almost every time one of the smaller dragons went up. Well, Ardeth would just have to prove his worthiness, and that was that. He hissed warningly as the bronze took the higher thermal alongside him, too far away to collide but still irritating the brown by being in his range. This was his first move—could the larger dragon not think for himself?
When Alth took to the upwards arc, the brown was at a momentary advantage. Since he had been above her, now her back nearly brushed his nose as she lifted herself higher, her gleaming ride right in the sun’s rays. With this gain in his claws a few precious seconds, Ardeth rushed forward, positioning himself nearly right on the green’s tail. He was not in the best position of her entourage, since he felt the force of the sun in his many-faceted eyes, but that mattered not; she would find that his desire was the greatest, so she would obviously want him. No questions, no doubts.
F’lor had long ago given up on fighting the effects of dragonlust; now it was as second nature to completely let go and be swallowed up by his brown during Flights. There was not point in denying the power of something that always won out, especially when it filled you with a type of euphoria that lasted for candlemarks. The Wingsecond smirked to himself as his eyes raked over the green rider, imagining every thing he would do to her after Ardeth captured her Alth….
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