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23.Aug.13, 01:13 AM
O'wain lounged on an outcrop as he watched Nishkath dive after another large fat wherry. The brown was a great hunter, selecting his pray and striking with quick efficiency. A final squawk and the wherry was limp in Nishkath's talons. The dark brown settled back on a ridge, already dark with the blood of several previous kills.
"I hope that's the last one, I am getting quite bored here," O'wain said, yawning to emphasize.
Chasing those greens is thirsty work, they are quite fast and maneuverable, Nishkath said matter of factly, like this should be perfectly clear to O'wain.
"A very valid point, being with the fine ladies and gentlemen as often as I tend to be, I too have to eat good wholesome meals. Speaking of which, think you can save me half a breast of that wherry? I can roast it near the lake while you bathe." O'wain enjoyed cooking a meal once in awhile and fresh wherry was a nice treat, especially if he didn't have to do all the messy part first.
Why should I share?
"Because I asked nicely?
Oh very well. I will leave you a chunk of breast. I just hope you don't mind my spit on it.
"Have I complained about it before?"
O'wain heard Nishkath's snicker in his head and chuckled himself. A few minutes later the darkly marked brown landed next to him a little awkwardly for he held a bloody lump of flesh in one fore claw.
"Perfect, just hang on it for a minute, I will get some broad leaves to wrap it in." O'wain found a broad leafed plant and layered it so he could wrap the chunk of wherry meat up in it. Once he did this he shoved it into a pouch. With an affectionate pat on Nishkath's leg, he climbed up and settled between the neck ridges. "Let's get to the lake, my Dear."
Nishkath responded with a rumble and leap into the air, his powerful wing beats thrust him into the sky with all the eagerness of a randy blue chasing his first green. O'wain loved flying, it was a sensation nothing compared to save that moment of out worldly bliss at the moment of orgasm. With a laugh O'wain enjoyed the feeling of air rushing against his face and through his hair.
Somebody is at the lake, it's Ghalath. She should be rising soon.
"Really? This mean you are going to try to give chase with a full belly?" O'wain loved it when his brown gave chase to greens, loved it even more when Nishkath caught them but after a meal of heavy meat it wouldn't be a good chase at all. Dangerous even.
Not that soon, a month or two I would guess. O'wain relaxed. He trusted Nishkath's instincts about such things.
"Lets go down and we can get you clean and perhaps Ghalath's rider will enjoy some wherry and company."
I like the idea, perhaps he will help clean me, you always get so distracted and miss spots unless I point them out. Your women are more careful, a shame Ghalath's rider isn't a woman.
O'wain chuckled and directed Nishkath to land not too from the young green. Slapping Nishkath's shoulder, O'wain slid down and strolled away from the dark brown dragon who immediately launched into the air again only to dive into the water.
"Greetings young rider, I hope you don't mind some company...I intend to roast up some wherry, there's plenty to share." O'wain said cheerfully as he approached the green and her rider. "I am O'wain, Nishkath's rider."
"I hope that's the last one, I am getting quite bored here," O'wain said, yawning to emphasize.
"A very valid point, being with the fine ladies and gentlemen as often as I tend to be, I too have to eat good wholesome meals. Speaking of which, think you can save me half a breast of that wherry? I can roast it near the lake while you bathe." O'wain enjoyed cooking a meal once in awhile and fresh wherry was a nice treat, especially if he didn't have to do all the messy part first.
"Because I asked nicely?
"Have I complained about it before?"
O'wain heard Nishkath's snicker in his head and chuckled himself. A few minutes later the darkly marked brown landed next to him a little awkwardly for he held a bloody lump of flesh in one fore claw.
"Perfect, just hang on it for a minute, I will get some broad leaves to wrap it in." O'wain found a broad leafed plant and layered it so he could wrap the chunk of wherry meat up in it. Once he did this he shoved it into a pouch. With an affectionate pat on Nishkath's leg, he climbed up and settled between the neck ridges. "Let's get to the lake, my Dear."
Nishkath responded with a rumble and leap into the air, his powerful wing beats thrust him into the sky with all the eagerness of a randy blue chasing his first green. O'wain loved flying, it was a sensation nothing compared to save that moment of out worldly bliss at the moment of orgasm. With a laugh O'wain enjoyed the feeling of air rushing against his face and through his hair.
"Really? This mean you are going to try to give chase with a full belly?" O'wain loved it when his brown gave chase to greens, loved it even more when Nishkath caught them but after a meal of heavy meat it wouldn't be a good chase at all. Dangerous even.
"Lets go down and we can get you clean and perhaps Ghalath's rider will enjoy some wherry and company."
O'wain chuckled and directed Nishkath to land not too from the young green. Slapping Nishkath's shoulder, O'wain slid down and strolled away from the dark brown dragon who immediately launched into the air again only to dive into the water.
"Greetings young rider, I hope you don't mind some company...I intend to roast up some wherry, there's plenty to share." O'wain said cheerfully as he approached the green and her rider. "I am O'wain, Nishkath's rider."
