05.Mar.21, 11:03 AM
"Damn it Gelabrith," T'drin growled when his entire body jerked with the depth of the bronze's need. Iliyith is taking flight, the bronze told him with his own low growl, And I'll chase. The bronzerider sighed heavily as he moved, shifted to stuff bare feet back into their boots. At least he hadn't stripped completely before that damned gold decided to hit the sky. He jerked again when his bronze landed on a beast, draining the creature dry before another and another. Gelabrith was untried as a sire, though he'd never lacked for trying, and he had every intention of winning this one.
T'drin snorted at the dragon's confidence and made his way towards Helyna's weyr, vaguely aware of the man being shoved from her weyr before settling with a loose-limbed stance. Gelabrith was ready, red swirling eyes on the gleaming body of Iliyith as he waited for her to launch into the sky. T'drin was nowhere near as ready as the bronze but he'd manage and barely acknowledged to the rest of the chasers that had begun to congregate at the goldrider's weyr.
T'drin snorted at the dragon's confidence and made his way towards Helyna's weyr, vaguely aware of the man being shoved from her weyr before settling with a loose-limbed stance. Gelabrith was ready, red swirling eyes on the gleaming body of Iliyith as he waited for her to launch into the sky. T'drin was nowhere near as ready as the bronze but he'd manage and barely acknowledged to the rest of the chasers that had begun to congregate at the goldrider's weyr.