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Date Posted: 21:55:35 03/28/05 Mon
Author: Quilth - T'bel
Subject: And after an OOC dual effort by T’bel and Quilth to shove the wildly dancing Kitty back into her cage….
In reply to: Wessae~Shrineth 's message, "I don't wanna be lonely no more..." on 00:02:40 03/27/05 Sun

The bronze rider shudders once as pure energy surges up through his body, tiny physical ripples of excitement soaring up his back and into his neck, making him shudder slightly though the sensation is one of thrill. In the eyes of his dragon, he watches as Shrineth approaches, her supple glowing form growing closer and closer as reflected in the wide swirling azure gaze matched by the misty human stare below. T’bel feels Quilth’s soundless joy and utter gratitude in the deepest part of his being as the Gold brushes against yellow-bronze hide, and an instinctive smile of relief is given for his lifemate as any muscle pain or fatigue remaining in the dragon’s body is blown away with the winds of the darkening sky that rushed over them.

Quilth’s prior song only ends briefly as Shrineth begins to start her own soul-bound anthem, his voice lifting up to complement her own without harmonization. His eyes shift back and forth through the sky as her flight pattern becomes erratic, though to Quilth, it is all the more alluring in its exotic rareness. Admittedly, all he wishes to do now is to follow her, for something inside of him is already bound in loyalty and need. And though the decision of the Flight was yet to be made, in some part of the bronze’s comprehension that decision no longer mattered. Just so long as he could follow her forever, to the ends of Pern, until he fell from the sky and lay limp upon the living soil. Even then he would follow her in his mind’s eye, the visual training that had for so long gone with that other forgotten realm of the earthbound Weyr, all those skills at his command would be focused upon her shining form that he had been allowed to admire, and her dazzling courage with gifted aerial maneuvers.

And then, almost before Quilth’s awed mentality had chance to react, Shrineth seems to be soaring high above them, the alacrity of her motion almost seemingly comparable as to if she had dared to dart between mid-Flight! Desperately, the bronze muzzle lifts to gaze upon the final stretched-out second he would experience, as the glorious golden figure arched up into a perfect dive, highlighted by both the setting sun and her own living radiance. Then she is diving, and something rings inside of him though no noise is made within the skies. Suddenly they are touching, and it far beyond even that wondrous caress from before! Quilth’s wings hold her tight against his body until limbs and tails entwine, and those amazing emotions that he couldn’t dare to fully release surge through his muscular curving body all the more with the respected nip upon his neck! As wings unfurl slightly to help to keep them aloft as they twist and roll in soaring patterns that no dragon could manage alone, Quilth knows nothing but Shrineth and himself. He is one with the most phenomenal being on all of Pern!

The sharp rip from his total connection with Quilth to one that is shared almost sends T’bel staggering backwards, but the immediate replacement of that disconnect with an overpowering wave of emotion from above turns clearer, loving green eyes towards Wessae. He has no wish nor time to think before the beautiful Weyrwoman is enwrapped in his arms, and he is returning her passionate kisses with such soul-felt intensity, that it takes the last shred of logical will-power to pull his head back a mere inch from her face, his words a heavy whisper in the heat of the moment.

“Perhaps…” He kisses her again, hardly able to stand even this miniscule separation, “...to the Weyr?”

Emotions overpower mentality swiftly, and after the last part of the question is spoken, T’bel continues to share his feelings through his gentle but ardent kisses.

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