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P'zul moved towards D'lin who started calling for riders to follow him. He was built enough and knife how to handle himself in a fight. He joined Wykla and Ralae, who were offering the services of their fire lizards. "Here bronze rider, I will go with you."

Fire and felines. Shards! But at least those hazards were easy to handle. Fire just ate and could be put out. Felines could be killed and skinned for their pelts. Nnith, do you smell or see anything?

Nnith shook her head though no one could see her. The air was full of the smaller dragons, each calling out and speaking to each other as well as their riders. Others say there is fire. I see nothing though.

Lyssa was ever the social creature and pretty much had bullied her brother into going to the activities. If anything, she had planned to grab some food and take another look at the other Weyrs' riders. Malath was always complaining about how inflexible she was in her thinking and Lyssa was looking to prove her dragon wrong. Dressed for fun and not for fight, her skirts swished about her as she moved closer to the other riders when the bloodied man fell into some poor soul.

Malath launched herself into the air at the command of the bronzes and golds, just hoping it would all be over soon. Eyes whirling, she could actually make out the glow of flames, pointed out by another blue and green. There! Lyssa! Can you see?

She tried to show the image to her rider.

Becka
(staying at the party .. tag Bereck sort of XD)

Becka was in full on panic mode once again but she tried her best to stay calm, she paused for a moment, looking at Cai and an idea came to her, she didn't know Berath was on her way so she assumed she was on her own again... well almost, at least this time there was Cai. She looked to the flits, hers and Bereck's pair who were now hovering above her while she held pressure on the man's wound. She didn't like the pallor that came over the man. "You three, can you, between you, go to Bereck and fetch some supplies.. we need needlethorns and some suture thread" she said to them, giving Nightling an image of what she needed. "Nightling show them the image and find Bereck, find those things and bring them back" oh she hoped that they'd be able to do as she told them, Nightling was young but she'd been teaching her bring small things, she was also a large green so was able to carry a bit more.

"Cai i think we're on our own" she said in a hoarse whisper, eyes wide and worried as she lifted, whatever it was she had in her hand to stop the blood flow, to check underneath. "He's bleeding out... need to close off the worst ones as soon as possible" she muttered, mostly to herself but to Cai too. She was shaking a little though but as her adrenaline rose so did her confidence in herself.... just a little.

Kindra/Suunath
Staying, tag to N'mol/Narisa and Courath

Kindra eyed Abigail, frowning a little as Brakiath spoke in that curious tone, the Weyrwoman was little more than useless and it frustrated Kindra a little, this wasn't HER Weyr... why should she be in charge.. but.. she WAS a Goldrider and as such had to do her duty, especially since it was clear Abigail couldn't. She gave N'mol's hand a squeeze "I'm going over to Nari...."

Suunath bellowed and mimicked Cepheith in her wings flashing out in response to her sudden emotion. "Fire.... Fire at the Weyr.."

Kindra halted, her eyes wide "but it's Felines.... how is there fire?!" she muttered both mentally and out loud, her hand tight in N'mol's

"How should i know, i'm here and not at the Weyr" Suunath snapped, pulling her wings into her sides, head snaking as she tried to peer out into the gloom. She wasn't pleased at the turnabout of events but she listened to Cepheith more than Brakiath oh she knew Brakiath was the senior but she spent all her time with Cepheith so she trusted the young Gold more than Brakiath, plus Brakiath... her voice and the way her Weyrwoman acted had Suunath confused but she answered the much older Gold. "We shall Brakiath, We shall protect Ours and those around them" she asserted, pulling her head up proudly to look around her at the dragons and in doing so she noticed a weyrling Green. While she didn't use her Command Abilities her voice was loud and assertive "Weyrling! you will return to Yours" she said sternly "It is safer for you smaller ones to stay and protect Yours, we do not know what is the matter, we do not want to see our youth lost, if you get hurt Yours will not be able to get to you, would you want Yours to worry about you so?" she asked Courath, knowing that Aerith had already spoken to her but thinking that perhaps the white might need assistance. Courath was not Benden but she was young and implusive, she didn't want to see any of her fellows hurt. "If you must go little Green, at least wait until we know what the danger is" knowing the feeling of wanting to help but being unable to do so, she understood the Green's want to go back to the Weyr and help them but they could not leave Theirs unprotected.

Kindra was worried but she looked to Narisa "We need to sort out a team to go back to the Weyr, as it is there are some leaving and making themselves vulnerable" she said to the other Goldrider "Assemble a team to guide those that wish to go to the Weyr and protect them" she offered up as a suggestion, deferring to Trine's Native Goldrider, not wishing to step on toes but knowing that someone needed to take command and Narisa was the best Trine had, Kindra was still slightly reeling from Suunath's flight and the aftermath, too many had seen her terribly vulnerable and might not listen to her.

[Berath: Tag DRAGONS and WHERS]

Berath on the move was approximately as easy to stop as the tide, or a landslide. She shoved her way through the ring of dragons just as the command from the senior gold came in, and much as she planned to obey she had other things to do first. When she entered the circle she stopped and stooped to allow the trio of healers to slide down from her back. As soon as they had gone she turned and lumbered back out of the circle, picking up speed as the press of dragons thinned and finally flinging her great bulk into the air.

As she climbed warnings started to ring out in her mind from other dragons, and then she saw it herself.

The Weyr was on fire.

Berath gave a bugle of distress, quickly reaching out to touch minds with her bondmate. For the present he was alright, not panicking, but definitely not happy with what he was picking up from her.

As the green's own cry died away, another reached her ears. A scream of rage. Piercing. Familiar. <Who screamed?> she called, addressing all the dragons and indeed whers in the area. <Did anyone else hear that? I can't say where is came from but I'm certain I heard it, and that I knew it!>

The Weyr was on fire, and an unknown voice was crying out in anger. Felines - if the calls she was hearing were right - would just have to wait; her rider was down there, and something very suspicious was going on. she called to Bereck,

(Berath chooses Option B, heading to the Weyr.)

Freia and Freiask - Tag to Group B

The gold wher was hustling, knowing that her cousins needed to know. Freia was right next to her, looking for the first person that was in charge. The dragons were calling out to each other, which meant she must be close. Running into D'lin, she skidded to a stop, but Freiask continued on her way. With a sharp whistle, she called back her wher. "Felines at the Weyr and...And. I know it can't be, but Freiask said a tunnel snake. So much destruction back there." Her voice wasn't low, it carried out to those that might not be in a panic around.

((Anyone that is near D'lin can respond to this also))

[Bereck - Tag Becka]

When Becka's Nightling, Sanguine and Marrow appeared in front of him Bereck said a very rude word. "What now?" The Weyr was on fire, there were apparently felines, and he was stuck here! Slightly fuzzy third hand images reached his mind via Sanguie and Bereck scowled. "What? What the shards happened to the three healers I-" He pinched the bridge of his nose, realising that he was ranting at an audience not in a position to give him an answer. "Go then!" he gave his pair a mental shove. "Supplies!"

Marrow, having spent more time than Sanguine exploring, sent an image of one of the store cupboards to the other two flitts and vanished. What were they supposed to be getting? He grabbed a spool of thread and vanished again, heading back to Becka.

Sanguine meanwhile had landed on Bereck's shoulder; now that it seemed danger was maybe near here she wasn't planning to leave him alone.

[Carltis - Tag D'lin/golds et al, tag Rochelle]

Fire. And a tunnelsnake.

"...Wank."

Rochelle was right.

Carltis studied the gold rider for a moment, but decided she had probably only been addressing importation people, which left him free to move now rather than waiting for the shiny-pants brigade to get their act together.

"Well I for one am going to head towards the fire," he said cheerfully, "see you in that general area!" Without pausing to wait for a response he turned and raced after Rochelle, his longer legs allowing him to catch up in fairly short order. "You're in a hurry; where's the fire?" he said dryly, slowing slightly in order to keep pace with her rather than overtake. "I'm sure they're sorting out some kind of really clever plan back there, but they can catch us up with it later I'm sure," he added, "I'd rather find out what's burning now and remove anyone that hasn't removed themselves before we get an impromptu barbecue."

(Carltis takes option B!)