Welcome to Gaia! ::

Hatteth had been sulking ever since he lost Hyweth's Flight. Why had she let someone else catch her? His rider tried to console him with the fact that at least a bronze hadn't caught her, but he was having none of it. He refused to talk to Hyweth and spent a lot of time swimming out in the lakes.

He'd been dozing on the shore when he heard a bellow. Curiously he looked over to find a gold was blooding her kills. He stared for a moment before rolling to his feet and bounding over. A gold rises. I chase, he informed his rider. He never caught anyone, besides Hyweth that one time, but at the moment he didn't care. He just wanted to chase again.

It was early enough that J'nes was still sleeping when he Hatteth woke him with the news. He turned to look at J'len, who was still sleeping beside him, then slipped out of bed and pulled a coat on. Best to leave her be, it wasn't her Flight. He slipped out of the hut to spend the Flight elsewhere.

(18, 2, 4, 1, 4)

((18, 2, 4, 1, 4))

D'lin had been expecting this for a little while, although he had been somewhat surprised that the younger Sunnath was rising first he'd trusted his dragons assurances on the matter. Such were the ways of dragons after all. But expecting it and looking forward to it were two entirely different things - he'd grown to like N'mol and even Kindra in the brief times he'd spoken with her...and he knew, without a doubt that this flight would be hard, perhaps not the flight itself..but the aftermath.

To be honest he almost wanted to try talking Plexith out of flying but any attempts on that matter would be like bringing a toothpick to mine ore, Plexith's will was iron strong in this and the bronze had made it perfectly clear that he was flying - regardless of his rider's opinion in the matter. And so D'lin had resigned himself to supporting his dragon despite his inner worries and it was hard to resist the bronzes inner determination when he had informed him of the event.

'She flys!' The bronze suddenly declared, D'lin getting the impression of Plexith surging after her only moment's later. 'Fly well' He bid the bronze whose bugle echoed across the Weyr in answer to the queens, large wings beating the air as he gained altitude and D'lin was left to pick his way to the Goldrider's hut...much like many other bronzeriders were no doubt doing.

N'mol didn't need Tyeth to tell him once he felt the Bronze's swell of excitement and possessiveness, but he did anyway. She Rises.

N'mol was already close to Kindra's weyr, but he took the distance at a run anyway. He wouldn't be late. He had to be there for her, even if she wasn't aware of her surroundings by the time he arrived. He needed to do it for himself, and he was sure he wouldn't be the only one present either.

Tyeth followed Suunath to the feeding grounds and kept his distance. When she was in the air, he launched after her, one of many in a flurry of males looking forward to the long, hard chase of a Gold. He had courted her for a long time, but he knew that was no promise that he would win. And that meant he would have to prove himself worthy in the air as well.

He gave her space, but stayed relatively to the front of the pack. He wanted none of these males trying something sneaky to catch her before she had made her own decision. That might just result in a warning swipe (or three) from Tyeth, provided it didn't slow his pursuit of her much.

N'mol came on to the scene, not the first there clearly. However, D'lin he recognized and the group was yet small and he thought those there were primarily Bronzeriders. N'mol stepped easily in to the circle, daring only an extra half step on anyone else, since Tyeth was close to Suunath as it was. He didn't want to incense anyone already fully drawn in to their dragon.

"I'm here, Kindra." He didn't know how far gone she was, but Kindra had a stubborn streak in her. It would be just like her to fight off being fully encompassed by Suunath to make sure he kept his promise. "We're here."

((18, 2, 4, 1, 4))

The tension in the weyr had grown nearly thick enough to see over the last few days. With the glowing hides and primal emotions of two females permeating the air it had been hard for Z'fer to concentrate. It had made his budding relationship with Hekate difficult to manage as well. She understood the procedures of mating flights, or at least she said she did, but Z'fer was learning to tell when she bottled things up inside.

It couldn't stop him though. Even if he'd wanted to Calanoth would not be dissuaded. The morning found them asleep together outside as was their usual arrangement. The bronze had slept lightly for the past few days, alert for any change in the little Benden gold. There. Now! Calanoth surged to his feet dumping Z'fer to the soft grassy turf below. ~ It is time Mine! We Fly for Malvren!~ Before Z'fer could even sit up Calanoth was winging into the air, his hide gleaming and his eyes bright with passion and challenge.

He wasn't the first dragon there but as Suunath made her final kill he hovered in the air above the feeding Grounds. He had no need to kill today. Today he had need to Fly, and Suunath, that coppery little beauty, would be His!

Z'fer didn't bother going back to his shared hut for clothes. Sleeping outside meant he at least left himself decently covered from the waist down. No at this point appearances didn't matter. He'd met the rider of the Queen and he knew from the way she'd looked at him that Kindra wouldn't deny him on looks alone. He arrived at her weyr, confidence in every step as her queen finally rose and issued her challenge.

Calanoth surged after her as she took off. He roared out his own challenge. ~ If you want the best then I will SHOW you the best! None can compare to your beauty or MY Strength!~
(18, 2, 4, 1, 4)

Slowly Hekate's eyelids flickered as she woke cracking them open to stare at the ceiling of the hut from where she lay on her pallet covered in flits. While she had moved the nest with her when she changed weyrs the entire fair had taken to sleeping with her out of comfort for the familiar. Luckily as she glanced around her spying her flits tucked against her or half snuggled under the cover's she found herself relieved that none of them had been awoken by the Gold's scream.

It is time Mine. Devith rumbled low in his rider's mind taking a bit more care to be gentle that morning. He knew His had been trying hard not to think about the upcoming flight and just enjoy the time she had. Now however it had been thrust upon her and she had no choice, but to wait and watch for the outcome.

Slowly Hekate sat up carefully moving her flits to the side earning a few sleepy cheeps, but none other then Baron awoke. Even the little brown himself only cracked an eye open long enough to crawl up her arm and settle himself on her shoulder determined to ride this whole encounter out with his beloved owner. Getting up Hekate drew a robe around herself slipping on her sandles as she pulled her hair back with her clip. She doubted Devith would care what she looked like and no one else would see her this morning, but that didn't stop her from checking her reflection in the water basin and adjusting her clip. Stepping past the two sleeping green riders she carefully pried the door open cracking it just far enough to slip out before closing it lest it creak and wake them up.

Devith had settled himself on a small grassy knoll not too far from their weyr to watch the flight so as to not wake up his two green friends with His rider and his chatter. As Hekate closed the door he half turned watching her approach his eyes whirling a deep blue and green of affection, but the flashes of yellow easily gave away his keen concern for his rider. When the red headed woman drew closer he settled down offering his foreleg as a seat which she took as Hekeat leaned back against his neck. Then dragon and rider lifted their heads to the sky watching as the Queen bellowed and took flight her suitors close to follow. One would have to be blind to miss Calanoth among them.

Are you worried Mine? Devith finally asked his voice ripe with affection and love only Hekate would ever hear as he gently inquired of his rider.

Smiling up at Devith Hekate took a deep breath trying to shrug off the anxiety and worry that plagued her heart in favor for the calm of the early morning light. "No." She replied stroking his shining dusky silver neck.

"Even if he fails to keep his word. Even if everything he's said is not, but pretty lies I still have you. You're all I've ever needed." Hekate explained with a soft smile her love warming their bond like the first rays of a summers day.

"And of course we have the flits." She added gently picking Baron up from where the little brown was all, but asleep at his post on her shoulder to set him in her lap. Baron peeped his disapproval however the little noise was silenced with a crooned when Hekate began to scratch his eyeridges.

Suunath was furious, why were these males wasting time talking to her.. First there was Calanoth, as cocky as his rider, she spared the Bronze little more than a glance as she noticed he, and several other Bronzes were closing in on her. Screaming again she strove for more speed, her smaller size lending her more manvouerability than most yes she was still easily the same size as most of the Bronzes, there were one or two larger ones then.. ah... there was one that did not make her feel as small, since he himself was small for his size. She had seem him around and he was gaining.

She was less than impressed a Brown spoke to her but she recognised him as from Benden, She remembered, through hers, the Brown, he was Old... which meant he had experience perhaps. That and Kindra's preference for a Benden Dragon gave cause for Suunath to give the Brown a little more respect than she may have during the Flight.

Tyeth.... Tyeth was there.... For a moment Kindra withdrew as much as she could from Suunath, eyes searching for his Rider, she heard his words and smiled, her face still full of fear despite that. When a Bronzerider dared to try and get close, his dragon attempting a manouver to grab for Suunath, both Kindra and Suunath screeched and lashed out at the same time, Once gain Kindra was Suunath, was lust and joy .... and rage at the dirty trick. Both Bronze dragon and his rider were forced to withdraw from the Flight, one dripping blood from a gouge in his cheek from Kindra's nails, the other dripping Ichor from a wound on his neck caused by Suunath's twisting claws as she fought away from the male, she was NOT ready yet... and Tyeth was there, and Pipith and another, a Huge Bronze Scarath... Not ready... it was too soon just yet.

This would NOT do... not at all, they were all too close far too close. Suunath screamed again, eyes flashing red as she suddenly dived down and forwards, away fro the chasing males, thus revealing her drive for height originally, she had room to fly and dive and twist away from the males, only the best would catch her, only the best would do. No matter the Weyr

(note, the bronze and rider are a random pair and have withdrawn from the flight, just tossed it in for dramaz XD)

Tyeth gave Suunath her distance, knowing she would want the joy of Flight before she allowed someone to catch her. Note: allowed. The Bronze who tried to take her stealthily had gotten what he deserved for trying to touch her before her say-so. Tyeth didn't spare him more than a passing disdainful snort. The time for politeness and courtly behavior was over. No male here would recognize him as the same dragon. He was in this to win, win the prize he had worked so hard for. That meant resorting to whatever means necessary when it came to his competition.

((18, 2, 4, 1, 4))