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Post by missa on Nov 10, 2007 21:33:48 GMT -5
Zadari honestly didn't know what had gotten into her flitt, the Gold paced back and forth, or came over for a cuddle. At one point even hissed at Zadari for the first time.
"Tirea, what one Pern has gotten into you?" Rather annoyed at her as she was, Zadari's voice was anything but tolerant with the Gold.
Tirea merely turned whirling eyes to regard Hers quietly, before launching herself out the window. Hungry, so hungry. Claws ripped into the fish, the meat filling one of the aches. She needed to fly, stretch her wings, feel the wind push past her, and watch the males chase. All the males would chase her. Every one of them would want her.
Her muscles tensed under the glowing hide, preparing her for the spring from the ground, and then she was off. Relasing the tension as she snapped her wings out on a down-beat, pulling herself into the air with ease. A trilling challenge rang out from her golden throat, the gold preforming a tight twist in the air. They would chase her, let them chase, only the best would be able to twine in the skies with her. Only the best. No blue would be worthy of her, they would never be able to porve themselves in this flight.
Another trilling call, and Tirea pushed herself higher in the air, golden hide glistening brightly in the air. A miniture Gold dragon.
The minute Tirea launched off, Zadari knew she was going to regret what happened then. Swearing loudly, she turned her attention to Sitath, the blue was asleep, though not for long.
Sitath! Get her back here! Please! The mental cry to Sitath was frightened, Zadari frowning under Tirea's many emotions. Joy, lust, impatience.
She will not listen Mine. She never does. Came the instant reply, Sitath opening one eye to regard his rider for a moment, before closing it again.
Kmarath-Love, would it be possible for yours to come to Mine? She has only ever experience flights from the side of a chaser, she finds this different, and very un nerving.
After Tirea two shapes appeared in the sky, one a coffee-like brown, Kel's wings beating hard to bring himself on level with Tirea. The other Rielana's blue Fiel, got a screech of displeasure at first, something that soon settled to a croon of encouragement.
(blegh. It'll do.)
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Post by Administrator on Nov 11, 2007 22:01:36 GMT -5
Mine,[/color] Kmarath crooned lovingly. Sitath’s needs you.[/color]
“Oh?” the greernrider said thoughtfully, her voice with a slight monotone that seemed to affect it since all those months ago. She was sitting on a boat, ready to go and sit at the river’s bank pensively when Kmarath bespoke her. She had been doing a lot of that lately, she thought guiltily. She neglected Zadari horribly, as well as Emanor and Kmarath. But Robika simply didn’t want to face them. She felt horrible that her feelings Zadari meant nothing in a stupid Flight, on top of the knowledge of someone had forced himself into her… Just the memory of the hunger in N’call’s eyes made Robika shudder. She hadn’t been intimate with Zadari since then, as if guilty that the bluerider would find something horrible in her. Never again did she want to sleep with anyone. She was half-tempted to cut off her relationship with the woman, knowing she never wanted to be exposed to another human ever again. Zadari didn’t deserve that.
Her little cousin is Rising in Flight,[/color] Kmarath told Robika. Instantly, the hairs on her arms stood on end. Flight? She does not know how to be Chased. She needs help.[/color]
“Tell her to get it somewhere else,” Robika replied nervously, the panic in her voice evident.
Who else would help her? You do not need to mate with her,[/color] Kmarath told her rider gently. Robika paused for a long moment. Being Chased when you had no idea what was going on could be a frightening thing… She sighed, defeated. She would help Zadari, and maybe flitter emotions were subdued enough to allow Zadari to abstain, though she doubted it. Unnerved slightly, Robika got out of the boat, pushing herself onto Kmarath’s back.
The green silently pushed herself from the landing, and plummeted down to their Weyr. Robika leapt out, dashing over to Zadari. “Let her go,” she murmured reassuringly. “It’s natural, let her do it. She’ll get Caught, then all will be fine…” Reluctantly, Robika took Zadari’s hand. “Just let her Fly,” she whispered[/size].
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Post by evendar on Nov 22, 2007 16:35:17 GMT -5
Biri looked up from his perch on the Main hall roof. A gold in the sky, what an opportune situation. The little bronze, bolstered by his recent catch of the green Fairimay, launched himself skyward in chase.
Mari frowned as she felt the now familier twitch of lust in her breast. That little bugger, flying again. The little beast couldn't seem to stop chasing greens, even catching Tami when she rose the first time. The little bronze was becoming a nuisance, interrupting her day like this. She blocked out his emotions as best she could and went back to peeling tubers.
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Kio warbled in delight as he took off, his wings pumping in glee at the sight of a golden hide in the sky. She would be his, his in glory. Sirca hissed as her bronze took off, what was he doing chasing a gold? Wasn't she good enough? She blinked out, deciding to flirt with some of the blues who wouldn't chase, that'd make him jealous.
Hawna watched her bronze fly off after a gold in mild confusion. What was so interesting about that particular gold? Gold firelizards flew all the time, she'd done so just this morning. What was so unique about it. Confused the little gold flitted down to Arina who didn't even look up from her work as her bronze flit dashed off in chase. The young gold landed daintily on Arina's desk and brought up such a chatter the woman had no choice but to look at the gold.
"Hawna, its a Flight, nothing more. You'll understand soon enough." she said, patting the little gold on the head. But Hawna was still confused, and continued her racket till Arina had to put down her stylus and cuddle the pudgy gold.
Kio was oblivious to all this as he chased after Tirea, his violet whirling eyes solely on her.
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Post by missa on Nov 24, 2007 1:31:11 GMT -5
Four, four, was that all! Four wanted her out of al the males in this Weyr? A low hiss escaped Tirea as she twisted to see who was chasing her, though she cooed happily to the bronzes, the brave, brave bronzes that were chasing her. Her wings folded very briefly to allow her a short dive, to feel the wind rushing past her, cool and pleasant.
Since only four chased her, she would have to make them prove their worth, they would have to work hard, extra hard to earn the right to be her mate, and Faranth help them if they flew another. Her high voice called out to them again, beckoning her chaser's closer, higher, telling them to follow, follow her where ever she flew. For that was only right, that they follow her, since she was a Queen and deserved the attention of Bronze's. Oh but who would she choose, now there was no telling, the Blue might prove to be a better mate than the Bronze's...
This trail of thought made the F'lizard snort in disbelief as she pushed herself higher and higher into the sky, twisting, diving, weaving. Testing.
Zadari had turned with relief when she'd heard Robika, her pale features becoming just a little less... Palid. The expression on her face was caught between relief and fear, hating the feeling of wanting them to chase, hating to be the one they all wanted. With Sitath it was so different, so very, very different. She was with him, a part of him. With Tirea, she felt the lust, the anger, the joy, she felt every thing strongly, but it wasn't the same.
"I don't want to though, I don't want her to get Caught... " She forced a smile as shesqueezed Robika's hand, some of her muscles visibly relaxing.
"I'm so glad Sitath's a blue... I don't think I could do this with a dragon... Isn't there any way I can call her back?" Zadari's voice dropped to a near whisper, chewing her lip thoughtfully.
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Post by evendar on Nov 26, 2007 19:03:51 GMT -5
Biri bugled a call to the queen, his tiny brassy voice preceding him as he pumped his wings to follow her. He would catch this queen, she was a beauty in her own right and deserved nothing less than him. He would catch her. The only contest was the other bronze, the brown and blue stood no chance against him. He hissed as he passed the other bronze a moment before turning his attention back to the shining gold before him.
Kio let the young bronze hiss on his way past, Kio'd actually won flights before, and not greens. He would win this golds too, it was his right. He was the fastest bronze in the Weyr and he wished to make his mistress happy with his clutch. And what a clutch it would be! The glistening little eggs would be beauteous and strong, bronzes and browns and golds, not a hint of blue or green in the lot. He would make his mistress happy again. She deserved it.
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Post by missa on Nov 30, 2007 6:02:51 GMT -5
All their warbling, their trilling, their compliments got.. Was a hiss. Tirea was most displeased at the fact only four had come to her flight, even a lowly Blue had roused himself long enough to chase her, yet the other Bronze's, Brown's, and yes, even other Blue's... Couldn't be BOTHERED?! Well, Tirea would show them what they were missing out on, she was no lowly green who was in it, merely for pleasure of flight, she, she was a Gold. A Queen, and these Bronze's would have to prove their worth.
Her mate would be the best, would be the most wonderful. If, however, her clutch was small or there was anything wrong with it in any way, he would not be welcome as her mate again. Oh no, for he would have to be a good Sire for him to be one of Hers. Her Flight should have been filled with Chaser's, not just the FOUR she'd gotten. Pushing herself higher into the air, the Gold screeched a challange as she folded her wings, darting between the Blue and Brown, lashing out as the Blue twisted with more agility and speed than she'd thought and tried to grasp at her. She hissed, screeched, and her talons found hide. A screech from the Blue satisfied Tirea as she flew up once more.
Fiel had screeched, he'd been the one to try and catch onto her. With bad results. Sure, he should have known better, but when in pursuits of such a lovely creature, one did tend to try things that weren't good. His side oozed ichor, the liquid slowly dripping from his side, perhaps he should leave the flight... Oh but he still had a Chance! He could win, he could win. He could, he could.
Kellris had merely let her pass, since there was no way he was going to risk being carved open by those sharp claws, he did however, follow her when she spun. Higher, and higher into the sky. He would beat this Blue, he would claim this Gold.
Only then did the last Chaser really show himself, a wild Bronze darting upwards with powerful strokes of his wings, giving off a shrill challenge that caught Tirea's attention. Her head turned to look under her wing, giving an encouraging trill. Now Five was much better than four, and wasn't he handsome! She flipped, observing her choices, only to have something barrel into her, the wild bronze moving faster than what should have been possible. Giving a shriek of displeasure at him, she attempted to wriggle out of his grasp, clawing him as best she could. Only when he refused to release her, did she twine her tail and neck with his. He was bold enough to ignore her bashing, and strong enough to hold her up, he would do as a mate.
Fury, pure fury, and then lust. It was over whelming. How could any green rider enjoy this feeling of being chased, wanting to go higher, higher, higher. Robika being there was helping, Zadari was no where near as terrified with the woman she.. Cared about? Loved? Did she love Robika? Was it even possible? Most likely.. Shame she didn't know herself as well as she thought she did. However, Tirea's emotions were strong enough that Zadari knew she had to tell Robika to leave, the other woman seemed paler, and since N'call... No need to go there.
"Robika-Love... You should go. I don't want to hurt you.. Please believe me.. I would never do anything to hurt you." She leaned forward to kiss the Green-rider's cheek, before obviously thinking better of it, and pulling back.
((Due to lack of chaser's this is ending early. I chose a Wildling because of feeling guilty xD))
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Post by Administrator on Dec 6, 2007 21:19:20 GMT -5
Robika paled as she saw that Zadari had been Caught. She hadn’t made love to the bluerider since that horrible Flight, but here she was, caught in the crossfire of a flitter mating Flight. She trembled where she stood, knowing the aftermath of this Flight would give Zadari enough feeling to probably not be able to control herself well enough. This was Tirea’s maiden Flight, therefore all the more demanding. And how was she to turn her weyrmate down when she served as a relief service for N’call?
“I have no other choice,” the greenrider whispered, frightened. She wasn’t ready for this, but there was nothing else she could do. Guilt wracked her, and she found her eyes began to well up with tears. Limply offering her body to Zadari, she tried as hard as she could to distance her mind, to ignore the hungry look in Zadari’s eyes that was all too similar to how N’call looked in the aftermath of Aslath’s Flight…
She shuddered involuntarily as the woman kissed her cheek. If this was a small kiss, one that was gentle and loving, it might have been more tolerable, yet this was a lusty kiss. Zadari’s words did nothing to reassure her as the shaking woman slipped out of her shirt, squeezing her eyes shut as she braced herself for whatever was to come.
You will be all right, Mine,[/color] Kmarath crooned. Believe her words.
But I can’t Robika replied weakly, panic beginning to set in. She was so so so exposed…
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Post by missa on Dec 7, 2007 7:19:54 GMT -5
Sitath had instantly looked up, worry for Kmarath's bright in his eyes as he sought out the green, as though wondering what was going on. He of course, didn't understand, Robika had been happy when Kmarath flew, was it something to do with Aslath's flight?
KmarathLove... Is Yours alright? Would you like me to tell Mine off? And of course, he would try, not that he thought it would work, but he would do anything for Kmarath.
Zadari's words were true, she didn't want to hurt Robika, she didn't want to hurt her in anyway, oh those feelings tugging at her mind though... arms wrapped around Robika, as though trying to comfort her, that truely, she didn't want to hurt her. Lips touched her hair for a moment, before Zadari hugged her tightly, lips moving to her cheek...
((Blegh)
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