A Green Rises

[sarah15554]

Night before

Jinet was lien next to B'oone who was now sound asleep. She looked at him and smiled. She turned to Isisth who she knew was going to rise rather soon she was not sure when though

Isisth opened her eyes and cooed at Jinet Are you ok Jinet. is the baby keeping you up love. Jinet smiled at her and shook her head No I have just been think about you and the fact that you are going to have a flight soon. Isisth purred as her eyes turned a light lustful purple Don't worry love the baby is to small to get hurt and I can't help the fact that I'm going to rise Jinet got up, walked over to her and scratched Isisth on the snout I know and don't worry i know you will chose wisely

Jinet went back to her bed and lied down next B'oone. She turned over, put her head on his shoulder put her arm around him and fell asleep.

The day of

Isisth woke early that morning and went down to the feeding grounds and killed one of the herd beast and stated blooding. She had enough flights under her "belt" to not have to be told to blood her kill.

Jinet woke at the same time as her dragon she rolled over to see B'oone still asleep. She carefully got up so she wouldn't wake him, even though Brenneath was going to wake him soon enough because his love was rising today. She got down to the bowl just as Isisth had killed one of the herd beasts.

Isisth greated Jinet with a nod and went back to blooding her kill. She then threw the poor beast aside and took off Well I'm going to save my energy till a real dragon sows up to chase me.

[Zenniel]

The Day Before

She will rise soon.

[/b] Brennanth stated a matter of factly, as if his Rider knew what dragon he was talking. His was concentrating on his latest prank: a bucket of silver yarn that would fall when someone tugged on the screen keeping it together. The string looked very closely like Thread.

She will Rise soon.[/b] The Brown stated again, and whacked B’oone with his tail gently. But B’oone had been concentrating so much that when Brennanth fwaked him, he grew exasperated.


“Brennanth” B’oone cried, throwing up his hands in defeat. “The trick is finished, done!” Brennanth seemed to shrug, I didn’t get it, anyway.[/b]

“You never get the pranks, you don’t count!” B’oone hissed. But Brennanth was adamant. She will Rise soon.[/b]

“Who?” B’oone cried. Brennanth answered simply, Isisth.

The Day Of

Shards, B’oone! Do you always have to sleep late?[/b] Was the first thing B’oone heard when he woke up.

The first thing he realized was that Jinet was gone. The next thing he knew was that Brennanth was extremely agitated. No, not agitated, lust-filled. B’oone blinked, gathering his thoughts. Then, with a burst of speed, he changed into his clothes. “Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?”

You sleep like a brick and I’m a bit big to fit in your sleeping rooms.[/b] Brennanth retorted. Then, I’m already there[/b].

B’oone stood at the entrance to the Weyr and looked at the herdbeast pens. He saw his dragon there as well as several others, and he saw Isisth. “Great,” B’oone murmured, and massaged his temples. ‘I’m coming.’

Brennanth sent an image of Isisth through to B’oone. She is so wonderful.[/b] B’oone thought of Jinet, and smiled. “Yes, she is.”

And then the flight began. Brennanth took off, relishing the thrill of the flight. His eyes twirled in the lustful colors of purple, a dark royal color. He bellowed, telling Isisth he was there. He did not know if Isisth would choose him—greens changed mates extremely often—but he would try to woo her the best he could.
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Isisth did loop when she heard Brenneath Now there is a real dragon I can be proud of, But before I chose let see if you can keep up Isisth spun and flew as fast as her wings would take her, she looked behind her to see Brenneath chasing her. She look in front of her just in time to not crash into Zorroth, who showed up out of no where. She quickly dodged him and growled You realize you stand no chance with me you dimglow.

Jinet smiled as B'oone walked up, she then saw A'ron rather close behind and glared at him. Jinet who was one with he dragon walked over to A'ron but not too close and said pretty much the exact thing her dragon said to Zorroth but with a little bit of her own twist to it "Why do you even try you dimglow"

[Adobe]

((just a note-greens do not blood, they don't need to.))

She rises. I follow. Kesentith trumpeted. He had been in a particularly foul mood since loosing the goldflight. However, no worries, because greens flew every day, right? In the old place he wasn't allowed to chase greens, but in the new place he wanted to, really badly. Kesentith's desires shocked his rider awake.

"No! You fool! No chasing. Not unless it's Elfreth or Sheluth. Elfreth just rose, it's too soon for Sheluth. No. No chasing." R'phin jumped out of bed. No, he couldn't. That bronze better obey him. He tried to fight the bronze off, but the small metallic was particularly forceful this time.

I want to. I want to. I want to. I will. Kessy was borderline annoying now. The bronze grumbled, he was clearly frustrated. Iwant her. I need her. I will have her.

R'phin never had this much trouble with an otherwise very obedient bronze. He closed his eyes and tried to subdue the dragon, but no amount of will power was working. The young man was hit with another wave of lust. He could no longer deny Kesentith. Verywell. Fly. But you'd better not win.

The bronze gave a dragon equivalent of a chuckle, but was soon off the ledge and left his half dressed rider at the flight rooms.
His last words to his rider, Landcrawler, I will have this green. And don't be too dissapointed when I do. Your confidence is positively oozing. Nothing is certain. Especially with flights. R'phin growled and then turned to face the others there. A woman and two men. A female greenrider? Well, maybe this wouldn't be so bad. He didn't like greenriders back home, but they also didn't have the anatomy he liked. He could get used to women on greens.

I chase, lovely dragon. Well, Kesentith was never one for flattery, but more of action anyway.

[Zenniel]

Brennanth was aware of a latecomer. A Bronze. He huffed, maybe his sparkling green lovely would choose this Bronze over him. He could not allow it. Isisth was his, no matter what the other dragons said. And the Bronze had joined late. That was bad in any flight. Brennanth knew that from experience.

And there was Zorroth. Zorroth fueled Brennanth's rage even more so than the Bronze. Zorroth should not be able to fly, he was just like his rider. B'oone disliked Zorroth's rider, so Brennanth disliked Zorroth. And right now Brennanth especially disliked Zorroth.

Except his lust for Isisth overrode all feelings of hatred. Instead, he wheeled after Isisth as she made abstract shapes in the air (I'm only supposing, since you've only given off one real flight post). He would win her. She was his. His Emerald. His Isisth.

You are mine, you pretty green, are you not?

[/b] Brennanth asked, and yes, it was a question. Brennanth had made a statement into a question.[/blockquote]

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Isisth looped above Brenneath, she did not like the bronze latecomer and snarled at him. She looked at Zorroth and snapped at him as she flew past him toward the big brown. Isisth had heard what Brenneath had said to her and she knew the answer she wanted to give Why must you ask if I am yours, you should know this. She then folded her wings and let herself fall toward Brenneath Brenneath my love catch me

Jinet glared at the bronze rider when he showed up late, and she just ignored A'ron when he got close to her. When Isisth started falling toward Brenneath she slowly walked over to B'oone and put a hand on his shoulder.

[Adobe]

Before he knew it, the green had been won and Kesentith wheeled around for his ledge. The nimble bronze laid down and put his head between his paws. He had never flown for green before, were they all so hostile? A queen had never treated him so! She had not flown much either, and she clearly had not liked competition. Queens loved the competition. Maybe he was not made for greenflights.

Do not worry yourself about her. There are many greens in the Weyr. In all Weyrs. There will be others, if you want, but to me, well I have never met one that was so special I couldn't live with out. There is a reason why I do not allow you to fly greens. R'phin stumbled through the lower caverns now, trying to find his way back. Desires from flight did not fade easy, and every woman he passed he wanted to drag back with him. Talking to Kesentith helped him refuse such a urges. The Candidate Master smiled to himself, Me, I'd rather stay away from fickle beasts such as women. They cause trouble and while casual partnerships from time to time are a decent distraction, therein lies the problem. Females are a distraction- they are clingy, they are needy, and they are jealous. Queenriders especially. Clingy, controlling little things. I can only imagine greenriders must be worse, though I've never really met one of the female variety.

Kesentith just let His talk. If it helped R'phin to ramble through his lusty journey back, then the bronze would let him speak with out interruptions. His was never infatuated. His would never understand why Kessy wanted to chase. Yes, Mine. There will be others.