30.Jun.13, 01:07 AM
It didn’t surprise Bordtai in the least how effortlessly he was hoisted the last remaing stretch onto Torath, he was very skinny beneath the too-large clothes. Even so, he couldn’t manage to smother the smile that was spread across his face as he took seat behind N’kal and took two big handfuls of the man’s shirt to hold onto. After the initial jolt of take off that had Bordtai bumping his sore nose against the man’s back, he brought a sleeve up to it just to make sure it hadn’t started bleeding again before taking in the sights below him of his home.
He hadn’t really believed some of the Weyrbrats who had ridden different color dragons when they claimed that there was a difference in the ride, but now that he was able to compare the huge Bronze Torath to the handful of smaller green’s he had the chance to ride, he could feel it. There was so much more power and strength behind Torath’s wings it made the flight much smoother after that initial jolt. He could bet a mark on the fact that with such a wide wingspan, Torath would have easily outdistanced any green in a speed race as well. Maybe not so much for turning, but for getting from one point to another, the larger dragon would win the match just as much as the larger boys with longer legs always won the foot races.
In his joy of the flight, Bordtai had not initially noticed the looks he was getting from the other boys until his feet touched the ground with N’kal’s help. Looking over now, he’d ducked behind the bronze rider only to find the womanfolk frowning at him. When N’kal spoke up in his defense, Bordtai had actually jumped in surprise, looking up at the bronze rider with a ‘thank you’ clear on his face.
“Yer Welcome, Bronzerider N’kal!” he said, his smile returning for the moment. Nodding when the woman told him where he was to start, he waved back at the bronze dragon with a smile before hurrying off to get what work was to be done before dinner. He would have liked to have claimed that the rest of his evening went well, but it’s true that jealousy can have an ugly face.
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He hadn’t really believed some of the Weyrbrats who had ridden different color dragons when they claimed that there was a difference in the ride, but now that he was able to compare the huge Bronze Torath to the handful of smaller green’s he had the chance to ride, he could feel it. There was so much more power and strength behind Torath’s wings it made the flight much smoother after that initial jolt. He could bet a mark on the fact that with such a wide wingspan, Torath would have easily outdistanced any green in a speed race as well. Maybe not so much for turning, but for getting from one point to another, the larger dragon would win the match just as much as the larger boys with longer legs always won the foot races.
In his joy of the flight, Bordtai had not initially noticed the looks he was getting from the other boys until his feet touched the ground with N’kal’s help. Looking over now, he’d ducked behind the bronze rider only to find the womanfolk frowning at him. When N’kal spoke up in his defense, Bordtai had actually jumped in surprise, looking up at the bronze rider with a ‘thank you’ clear on his face.
“Yer Welcome, Bronzerider N’kal!” he said, his smile returning for the moment. Nodding when the woman told him where he was to start, he waved back at the bronze dragon with a smile before hurrying off to get what work was to be done before dinner. He would have liked to have claimed that the rest of his evening went well, but it’s true that jealousy can have an ugly face.
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