24.Oct.12, 05:11 PM
Before impressing Pistoth, Echlerov wouldn't have described himself as a morning person, but now, with his little blue, he couldn't be anything else. They had spent the morning down by the lake, swimming, and washing, and then he had oiled up Pistoth so that his pale hide shined.
A green is rising. The little blue commented. I am going to chase her.
"Oh, you think so?" Echlerov teased, climbing onto his dragon's back. "Well, let's go then." He had no objections to the blue chasing, it was fun, even if he didn't win. And he didn't expect them to, even if Pistoth was turning out to be a good sized blue. That was the only disadvantage to being a blue rider, but perhaps, since it wasn't a queen who was flying, his agility might help out there.
It wasn't long before they had landed by the greenrider's hut, Pistoth only pausing long enough to allow his rider to drop off. Wish me luck.
"We don't need luck, love. Fly well."
Always!
A green is rising. The little blue commented. I am going to chase her.
"Oh, you think so?" Echlerov teased, climbing onto his dragon's back. "Well, let's go then." He had no objections to the blue chasing, it was fun, even if he didn't win. And he didn't expect them to, even if Pistoth was turning out to be a good sized blue. That was the only disadvantage to being a blue rider, but perhaps, since it wasn't a queen who was flying, his agility might help out there.
It wasn't long before they had landed by the greenrider's hut, Pistoth only pausing long enough to allow his rider to drop off. Wish me luck.
"We don't need luck, love. Fly well."
Always!
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