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Date Posted: 21:54:12 06/19/05 Sun
Author: A'dian & Vitaliath, Arbol
Subject: >~<
In reply to: A'lan~Hroth 's message, "Arrival!" on 21:30:06 06/19/05 Sun

Circling down to a landing, Vitaliath makes a neat, careful touchdown just beside the brown, her left wingtip brushing his neck as she folds her wings. Turning back towards her rider, the green watches him with amusement spinning in her eyes as he dismounts. I'll sun on the heights with Hroth, she tells him before he can say anything, then turns her head towards the brown. She gives him an expectant look, adds in a brush of impatient but affectionate thought, then leaps into the air, climbing lazily towards the heights at a pace that will let Hroth draw even with her before they land.

Ducking behind A'lan, A'dian uses the red-head's greater height as a shield from the wind and dust that his dragon throws up. Removing his helmet and jacket, he smiles up at his weyrmate. "Let's g-go inside before anyone else l-lands," he suggests, tilting his head towards the Lower Caverns. He grabs the brownrider's elbow, lets his hand slide down A'lan's arm so that they're clasping hands instead, then tugs him in the direction of the feast. His stomach growls loudly as he catches the first whiff of bubbly pies, and he blushes, shooting A'lan an amused, slightly embarassed look. On his shoulder, Arbol cranes his head around to trill inquisitively at Lady, his eyes whirling with hopeful interest. Such a pretty, pretty green she is. A'dian reaches up with his free hand and strokes one finger down the brown firelizard's back, supressing a smile at the brown's thoughts.

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