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 Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:48 pm
Mine...why are we here? This land belongs to the Weyr of High Reaches...
"You speak as if I plan to rain firey death upon the Weyr, my friend." Pale hands, wrapped from their thick gloves, gently stroked the cool hide of his companion before working to unhook his riding jacket. The icy touch of between still clung to the hide but the warmth of the shoreline was swifting repairing that problem. "But two things...no, three things hinder that."
And those would be? An amused rumble came forth from Varoths' throat as he eyed his rider with a great deal of amusement. With the water too cool for his tastes at the moment, the dragon was more than content to lounge on the sands; it felt wonderful on his hide.
"Well...for one, I yield no firestone. Two, the Watchdragons would most likely chase us off before you could even begin to chew the firestone..."
And the third, Chosen?The "tone" of Varoth's voice seemed to guess what G'ind was about to say as the said rider grinned up at him.
"You know as well as I do that I don't want to hurt anyone. I mean, the shoreline should be a neutral area." A glance back towards the Weyr made the Telgar Rider stop and ponder...or he was about to when the young rider simply shook his head and tosses away his jacket onto the sands to join his other riding apparel. For now, he would enjoy a moment away from the duties of the Weyr and away from the internal spars over the predicament the new Weyrwoman.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:23 pm
Are we going hunting? Can I finally hunt what I want and not have to share? The small green beneath her rider asked happily. She was in such a good mood, not even having to run an errand for their wing leader could dim her sunny mood.
We can go hunting. Maybe a swim in the waters to the south east? I think there is a place for me to watch you from. The woman on top of the dragon replied. Her mood was also good. The errand went well. Apparently, some small holder needed something. She was not going to question what was in the letter but a green was more inconspicuous than a brown. Chuckling to herself, she directed her green towards the shorelines. Right now, they were flying straight to quite a few places to become familiar with the landscape.
What was not familiar was the blue who seemed to be heading to the same area. Who is that, beloved?
Astarteth blinked in surprise. It was not a dragon that she recognized from High Reaches though she didn't have the chance to meet everyone yet. Hello. I am Astarteth of High Reaches. Who are you?
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:42 pm
The sudden greeting from above caught the large Blue off-guard; with a snort, he stood up and stared up at the splash of green against the sky above them. Yellow flickered in his eyes, yet at the same time he was curious about this...Astarteth, she called herself.
Mine...Mine, look up.
Black eyes joined the multi-colored ones as G'ind leaned back a little from his spot on shoreline. Those eyes soon widen in surprise; he had not been expecting anyone to come around nor to even speak with them. G'ind stood up and went to stand beside Varoth, placing a hand on the beings' shoulder.
Are they hostile?
No Mine. Shall I return the greeting she had sent?
..........Yes. From what you have shown me, they seem just as surprised as we are. G'ind chuckled softly. "Besides, it's rude to ignore a lady."
The yellow faded from the dragons' eyes as a rich blue/green replaced it. With a rumble and a soft breath into his riders' hair, the Blue raised his head to touch minds with the Green above.
I am Varoth from Telgar Weyr, Lady Astarteth. My rider. G'ind, also extends his greetings to you and your rider, if he or she happens to be present.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 8:15 pm
They say they are from Telgar. Varoth and rider G'ind. Should we still land? Astarteth loved the males, all males. Not that a blue ever had a chance of catching her, oh no. She was far too good for that. But to have another admirer of her green hide was not a bad thing. Mine is Kallista. We are on are way back from running an errand.
Kallista peered down over her dragon as they got closer to the shoreline and closer to the ground. The blue seemed to be of decent size just as his rider was... Personally, she refused to let anyone intimidate her minus gold riders. There was something about the ability to command that just... Well, she was glad she didn't have to worry about it. "Lo down there! Welcome to High Reaches territory. Mind if we share the area with you?"
Kallista had to cup her hands to her mouth in order to make her voice sound louder and echo down. She was sure that Astar had already said something similar to the blue. Hands holding onto straps, the two landed in the water creating little waves.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 12:33 pm
"An errand?" G'ind let his lips be set into a thin line as he pondered what errand they might be on but waved it off after another moment or two. It couldn't be anything beyond messages and other things he did as a Blue Rider. About to return an answer, he was cut off as the Green and her rider touchdown in the waters nearby. He stepped a bit closer to his own as Varoth himself extended his neck to gain a closer look at the female pair.
"Greetings, Kallista and Astarteth from High Reaches!" He bowed to his fellows Rider as Varoth did the same. "I certainly wasn't expecting to see nor come across anyone, especially with all the activity that's happening within the Weyr. Please, feel free to join us."
Varoth rumbled softly before settling back down into the sands, wings loosely folded against his sides.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 7:13 pm
Kallista nodded at his bow but was a little uncomfortable by it. One bowed to gold and bronze riders, not a lowly green on the bottom rung. No matter how magnificent and brilliant she knew Astarteth to be.
Her said beauty paddled to the shore. Her hazel colored eyes took in the sight of the blue and his rider. Both were of the stocky sort and when she slid down Astarteth's side, she realized that the one called G'ind was a good head and a half taller than her. Not that she minded taller people, she just had to stand back further when speaking to them. "Astar and I just recently transferred to High Reaches. We are out learning the area."
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:39 pm
Still maintaining a friendly smile, G'ind straightened out of his bow as did Varoth to Astarteth. Black eyes took in the female rider before he motioned to the sands behind him. "Perhaps you would like to sit down? Maybe that would make conversation a bit easier?" He chuckled and scratched the back of his head; being a tall person was never an easy thing.
He then perked up at what she had said. "Out learning the area? You mean, I mean....Which Weyr did you and your dragon come from orginally?"
While his Chosen was speaking with Kallista, Varoth gave Astarteth a friendly rumble. Greetings, Astarteth. His eyes whirled a bright blue. I don't believe we have been introduced. I am Varoth, of Telgar Weyr. Its a pleasure to meet you.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 10:03 pm
"Oh, I am a tropical transfer. I am from Ista. They got a batch of older riders who could no longer really fly and so I volunteered to come up here and replenish their numbers." Kallista chuckled. She gave a bob of her head and skirted around G'ind to sit on a rock on decent size.
She had filled out some since first Impressing Astarteth. Her body was still lean but now had a little bit of curve to her. And she was finally coming out of her shell and noticing those around her. "What brings you out this way?"
Of course the pleasure is yours. Did you come between or fly here? My rider has been making me fly straight everywhere so we do not get lost. Astarteth grumbled at this. She was a beauty, naturally lean and glistening. She did not need to get dirty flying every which way. I am going to swim. You can join me if you chose.
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