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Date Posted: 04:30:21 02/19/05 Sat
Author: W'ntyr and Garneth
Subject: Am I the first? *Dies* I hate being the first!
In reply to: Wessae~Shrineth 's message, "Okay....easy now..." on 23:47:43 02/18/05 Fri

The queen’s bugle had a powerful emotional pull on any dragon in any Weyr – especially a bronze one. And so when Shrineth’s call rang out over the Flight Ground. Garneth felt the first stirrings of lust; a lust he had hoped he didn’t need to respond to. He had Rishanath, after all – no matter how unusual it was for dragons to get very emotionally attached, he and her were practically inseparable. But needs must, and since it had been ordered that every available bronze and brown dragon take part in Shrineth’s flight, Garneth had to follow.

Bursting from the icy-cold abyss of between, the bronze answered Shrineth’s cry with a bugle of his own, taking stock of all the other males here. With a shrug of his neck he flicked W’ntyr onto the ground, and the man hastily removed the flying harness from the bronze dragon’s impatient back. Allowing it to just drop to the floor the young-ish bronzerider straightened up, looking right at Wessae as Garneth crouched, ready for the flight to begin.

No, part of him was saying. It wasn’t right. He had Elaini…but the part inside him that used to take part in flights all the time was saying It doesn’t matter, if we win, then we can still be with Elaini and Rishanath. Garneth was in the full thrall of Shrineth now – her beauty, strengthened by the subtle bond that every queen had with one of her bronzes, seemed to be dazzling. And W’ntyr had to admit: Wessae was gorgeous. Again something inside him yelled that he shouldn’t be thinking that, but he forgot that as Garneth’s lust fully kicked in. It was Shrineth’s first flight, and he was aware that he was the first bronze there. Soon more would come, their riders gathering in a tight circle around Wessae, waiting to see who would win.

Garneth crouched on the ground, ready at a moment’s notice to push off and begin the chase after Shrineth, alluring Shrineth, who teased him from above. His animal lust made him bellow an answering bugle to her cry – she should know he was here! All thoughts of Rishanath were forgotten as he let out this bugle. He would win her! She was HIS!

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  • Heres the second! -- F'rell, Jariath, 15:28:25 02/19/05 Sat
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