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Drills, drills, drills.

He'd always known that becoming a dragonrider always would entail a lot of learning how to fly - not the kind where you flapped your (well, Khazariath's) wings and were suddenly airborne. The kind where you learned how to trust your fellows to be where they needed to be while also still being painfully aware of everything around you.

Khazariath's lean and dainty build made him easily the most nimble of the larger colors of their clutch - he was obviously being outsized by the browns, even - but D'rok had found a certain love for the way the wind blew through his hair when they really picked up some speed. But Khazariath's speed was nothing compared to some of the other colors and the bronze couldn't help but look on a touch enviously for his position.

He'd never be the strongest, nor the fastest in the air and briefly he found himself staring on after one of his blue brothers with that notion in mind. You'll be the smartest - and the safest, because you have me! D'rok assured with a wave of love. Khazariath would never get enough of it, holding it tightly.

Still, it hadn't passed D'rok's notice which blue Khazariath had been looking on after, and D'rok felt a familiar twinge of guilt. The bronze swept it away and instead reached out to Cordeth - Cordeth, do you find these drills becoming easier for you? he asked curiously. Did they ever really become easy?

There was a small jolt of surprise and worry through their bond as Cordeth fumbled in response to Khazariath's words and D'rok had to soothe his lifemate for having had good intentions. Apologies - I didn't mean to break your concentration, despite a somewhat formal way of speaking, there was enough emotion conveyed simply through psychic touch that Khazariath hoped that it was clear he truly did mean it sincerely.

D'rok, for his part, waved to T'ry in a similar gesture of apology from his place.

It is a matter of place and timing - but from what I have been able to see you are getting exponentially better, Weyrl8ngs had a steep improvement curve, sure, but there was no reason to not appreciate the individual efforts that grew along them. I find they are....physically easier. It is a lot of work to make sure the body does as the mind requests quickly enough.