The eager growing bronze bounds in, his hide glowing with health. He rears into a half standing position as his eyes greedily sweep the field. -- Southern Bowl

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Date Posted: 05:50:14 12/05/01 Wed
Author: B'nderra & Keirth
Subject: The eager growing bronze bounds in, his hide glowing with health. He rears into a half standing position as his eyes greedily sweep the field.

B'nderra feels Keirth's excitement as the young dragon decides gleefuly which to eat. With some difficulty, Keirth knew he could fly, and perhaps he could get a wherrie this way.

Pace yourself.You know, a dragon's eyes are often bigger than that gut he totes around. The boy cautions as he watches Keirth strike clumsily for the air and plough into the nearest wherrie. The confused beat is unsure what to do, and Keirth latches on easily. Soon, he feeds, filling his tummy with happy growling noises. With a chuckle, B'nderra notes that he is quite too full to fly. "Enough." He calls firmly, knowing full well not to let Keirth stuff himself to sickness. Obeying without much complaint, the dragon rushes back to his human for a quick scratch and some creeling noises.

Let's head for the Beach. Keirth mutters contentedly, his appetite quenched.

"So now you want to go? All right, come on then, we'll see if there are any clutches about."

Just remember, I'm the one you'll be riding, and I'm the one who had you first.

"How could I forget, love?" He chuckles happily and races the dragon to the beach sands."C'mon, you old deadglow! I'll race ya!" Indignant, Keirth races swiftly after the tall B'nderra, crilling a protest at being left behind and 'insulted'.

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