Ooooh! Ghaeth's excitement was distracting in itself but the additional exclamations were driving K'tir to drink. He did his best to tune out the silly dragon but Ghaeth was close to earning fruit being tossed at him in an effort to quiet him. Just when he was reaching his wit's end, the dragon's emotions changed to that of lust and K'tir froze where he sat in the sun near the new gathering square eating fruit for an early midday meal. He turned slowly to stare at the dragon dancing from foot to foot.
Another baby gold is flying! Well, she's eating right now but she's about to fly! I'm chasing. The playful nature of the dragon drained away wit the statement he was going to try for the gold. Ghaeth levelled a look on K'tir that the man read clear enough; it was a challenge to try and stop him. K'tir sighed and trembled from the lust coursing through his veins and nodded. You deserve a gold. Get her, Ghaeth!
K'tir got to his feet, his meal forgotten, and moved in the direction of the goldrider. It wasn't until Ghaeth had Mizeath in sight that K'tir even knew who he was lusting after. Ameris. She was pretty and in a way her appearance reminded him of Alerae. While they never had anything serious, their tumbles together were pleasant. With that new idea in mind, K'tir sent encouragement to Ghaeth as he stumbled along, only to be shoved aside by an arrogant bronzerider a moment later. Some people had no manners! It didn't matter that he would have done the same thing if their positions were reversed.
With a growl that echoed in the sky as Ghaeth took off in pursuit, K'tir lost himself in the flight and all thoughts shifted to winning.