Post by Sheari on Sept 13, 2009 19:15:24 GMT -5
It was the closing of a beautiful day. Rays of the fading sun streaked across the sky, clinging to the day as though they would be lost forever by letting go. The sky was ablaze with only the pastel clouds to cool it. If one were to stand and look directly up, they would see the only remnants of a blue sky as it was conquered by another colour. If they looked to another part of the sky they would see a dark figure winging about in the air.
Pagoth lazily swam about. Riding updrafts and allowing himself to sink before catching himself with his wings. The closer he got to the ground the warmer the air was but...but that wasn't what he wanted. He wanted to feel the freedom of the air! He wanted to fly for the sake of flying! No one wanted anything of him right now, as C'ryl was eating and most everyone else was lazing about. He did not want to sleep his life away and miss this stunning sunset!
And so he flew, glided, swam and circled about. Loose maneuvers, Ducking and dodging like fighting Thread, doing tricks like trying to impress a Riser.
Anything.
He circled the Weyr once and then dove down the river toward the waterfall. He pulled up in the canyon and double-backed over the forest. Perhaps other would join him and he would not fly alone. Perhaps they would simply watch. Either way, Pagoth flew. It was exercise and should anyone dare to complain they would not have a valid argument. If another attack was attempted, he would be fit and ready.
Pagoth lazily swam about. Riding updrafts and allowing himself to sink before catching himself with his wings. The closer he got to the ground the warmer the air was but...but that wasn't what he wanted. He wanted to feel the freedom of the air! He wanted to fly for the sake of flying! No one wanted anything of him right now, as C'ryl was eating and most everyone else was lazing about. He did not want to sleep his life away and miss this stunning sunset!
And so he flew, glided, swam and circled about. Loose maneuvers, Ducking and dodging like fighting Thread, doing tricks like trying to impress a Riser.
Anything.
He circled the Weyr once and then dove down the river toward the waterfall. He pulled up in the canyon and double-backed over the forest. Perhaps other would join him and he would not fly alone. Perhaps they would simply watch. Either way, Pagoth flew. It was exercise and should anyone dare to complain they would not have a valid argument. If another attack was attempted, he would be fit and ready.