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11.Nov.13, 05:40 AM
Despite being in the same wing as R’nd, D’hys was down at the lake instead of with his fellow bluerider. That day didn’t have an official practice scheduled but D’hys had heard some of the weaker fliers ask R’nd for private lessons so they wouldn’t hold back the wing as much during their next gathering before T’rel. It was a wise move on their behalf since he was always watching them for their physical prowess to pass along his opinions to their wing’s leadership and D’hys even appreciated not having them come crawling to him for once. His reputation for whipping people into shape had grown since he took on Ravana and managed to improve her in some areas, even if only a little. It was nice to have a day to himself again.
Of course it still wasn’t a day that was dedicated to laziness, despite the rain. That was another thing he liked about the side practice of some of his wing; any weather condition could happen during Threadfall or when emergency flying was needed. It was best to practice in all conditions. It was the same theory he used for his personal training. Running on the beach was always enjoyable since it had a calming quality to it and the promise of a cooling dip afterward but the sand made it harder on the legs, working everything all the more. Jogging in the rain added an extra distraction beating down on him and changed the terrain with each step which also kept his mind sharp and on the lookout for anything that could slip him up or trip him.
While his attention was set mostly before him for that very reason, D’hys still cast glances around his surroundings at times as well since obstacles and hazards could come from any direction. He had caught a light blue dragon land down the beach from him and someone get off and start wandering around but D’hys hadn’t paid much more attention than that; at least until he moved in closer. He thought he heard singing but over the rain it was hard to tell. He did, however, definitely hear a yelp, as did Zeianth who had been lounging under some trees trying to nap. Both turned in the direction of the noise and while the dragon stayed where he was once he saw what was happening, D’hys moved in closer to get a better look.
He wasn’t sure if he was pleased, amused, or annoyed with what he saw.
What was it with greenriders pissing off firelizards and why did it seem to always happen around him? He hated the creatures and wanted nothing to do with them and yet he still managed to intervene every time and use it to his advantage. D’hys wasn’t about to call it an attack of a conscious when he continued jogging towards B’jin since he was still most certainly going to make sure the greenrider repaid him for the assist that would have been so easy to not give and keep on running by. He had chosen to play the nice guy game with B’jin that day after their flight together and it wouldn’t do to change the rules just yet when he hadn’t completely won the man over.
“B’jin!” D’hys gave a courtesy shout of the man’s name so he wouldn’t startle the skittish greenrider into between instead of rescuing him. He reached the scene that was slightly terrifying on more levels than D’hys could sort out right then and tried waving his arms to scare them off. Unsure if that would actually work or not, he gave a mental call for Zeianth to repeat his stunt he had pulled when Shanith and Ravana were covered in the beasts. The icy blue dragon stood, stretched, and headed the few lengths towards them in a less than hurried pace so he could roar at the fair of angry flitters and bare his teeth at them.
Of course it still wasn’t a day that was dedicated to laziness, despite the rain. That was another thing he liked about the side practice of some of his wing; any weather condition could happen during Threadfall or when emergency flying was needed. It was best to practice in all conditions. It was the same theory he used for his personal training. Running on the beach was always enjoyable since it had a calming quality to it and the promise of a cooling dip afterward but the sand made it harder on the legs, working everything all the more. Jogging in the rain added an extra distraction beating down on him and changed the terrain with each step which also kept his mind sharp and on the lookout for anything that could slip him up or trip him.
While his attention was set mostly before him for that very reason, D’hys still cast glances around his surroundings at times as well since obstacles and hazards could come from any direction. He had caught a light blue dragon land down the beach from him and someone get off and start wandering around but D’hys hadn’t paid much more attention than that; at least until he moved in closer. He thought he heard singing but over the rain it was hard to tell. He did, however, definitely hear a yelp, as did Zeianth who had been lounging under some trees trying to nap. Both turned in the direction of the noise and while the dragon stayed where he was once he saw what was happening, D’hys moved in closer to get a better look.
He wasn’t sure if he was pleased, amused, or annoyed with what he saw.
What was it with greenriders pissing off firelizards and why did it seem to always happen around him? He hated the creatures and wanted nothing to do with them and yet he still managed to intervene every time and use it to his advantage. D’hys wasn’t about to call it an attack of a conscious when he continued jogging towards B’jin since he was still most certainly going to make sure the greenrider repaid him for the assist that would have been so easy to not give and keep on running by. He had chosen to play the nice guy game with B’jin that day after their flight together and it wouldn’t do to change the rules just yet when he hadn’t completely won the man over.
“B’jin!” D’hys gave a courtesy shout of the man’s name so he wouldn’t startle the skittish greenrider into between instead of rescuing him. He reached the scene that was slightly terrifying on more levels than D’hys could sort out right then and tried waving his arms to scare them off. Unsure if that would actually work or not, he gave a mental call for Zeianth to repeat his stunt he had pulled when Shanith and Ravana were covered in the beasts. The icy blue dragon stood, stretched, and headed the few lengths towards them in a less than hurried pace so he could roar at the fair of angry flitters and bare his teeth at them.
