07.Jan.14, 04:20 AM
Flights were so much fun! Ghaeth’s enthusiasm and lust was enough to knock a man to his feet, and it literally had the first few times the pair had given chase to saucy green minxes but K’tir was used to it now. His feet stayed planted on the ground and his eyes didn’t waver from the goal that was S’cer. He advanced with confidence, one fluid step after the other and shoved a man out of his way as Ghaeth dodged around a dragon in the sky. As odd as they might be in the eyes of others, they worked well together and played off of each other’s strengths.
Ghaeth’s enjoyment of the flight left K’tir with a lighter heart that helped him let go of some of the hatred he had for his fellow riders while K’tir’s determination not to let a bluerider win and savage a poor greenrider encouraged the dragon towards victory. Ghaeth’s smaller size for a brown did help him keep pace with the greens that liked to play in the sky with fun patterns that zigged and zagged every which way but his stamina didn’t always last as long as it needed.
Quelseth was doing a nice job in leading them on but thus far, the flight was short and Ghaeth held his own. He nipped at a dragon he passed, doing his best to intimidate the blue but not actually hurt him despite K’tir’s hatred that still lingered just below the surface of lust. As he moved closer to the front, he almost took out Veeth by accident alone since the pretty blue often easily blended into the blue sky. He wasn’t the target though; Dakrith was. The bronze was toying with Quelseth and all of them with the way he blocked them all. K’tir, if not Ghaeth, wasn’t going to let that continue.
Ghaeth made to swipe at the great beast, doing his best to distract the bronze if not injure him. K’tir didn’t care if they ended up losing so long as Dakrith and S’ric did as well. He didn’t like the way they operated in flights and if that meant that because of his focus on Dakrith a blue ended up winning, he hoped it was one of the gentler riders. An arrogant smirk was given first to S’ric and then to S’cer as Ghaeth tried again to distract Dakrith while also angling for Quelseth.
Ghaeth’s enjoyment of the flight left K’tir with a lighter heart that helped him let go of some of the hatred he had for his fellow riders while K’tir’s determination not to let a bluerider win and savage a poor greenrider encouraged the dragon towards victory. Ghaeth’s smaller size for a brown did help him keep pace with the greens that liked to play in the sky with fun patterns that zigged and zagged every which way but his stamina didn’t always last as long as it needed.
Quelseth was doing a nice job in leading them on but thus far, the flight was short and Ghaeth held his own. He nipped at a dragon he passed, doing his best to intimidate the blue but not actually hurt him despite K’tir’s hatred that still lingered just below the surface of lust. As he moved closer to the front, he almost took out Veeth by accident alone since the pretty blue often easily blended into the blue sky. He wasn’t the target though; Dakrith was. The bronze was toying with Quelseth and all of them with the way he blocked them all. K’tir, if not Ghaeth, wasn’t going to let that continue.
Ghaeth made to swipe at the great beast, doing his best to distract the bronze if not injure him. K’tir didn’t care if they ended up losing so long as Dakrith and S’ric did as well. He didn’t like the way they operated in flights and if that meant that because of his focus on Dakrith a blue ended up winning, he hoped it was one of the gentler riders. An arrogant smirk was given first to S’ric and then to S’cer as Ghaeth tried again to distract Dakrith while also angling for Quelseth.