06.Feb.18, 11:39 PM
Considering Erinath’s record when it came to Flights, An’tell had learned that it was more important to make sure he was near another loser or flight moth he didn’t mind falling in bed with than it was to try to push himself close to the target of the Flight. While the effects of flight lust sometimes made conscious actions difficult, An’tell had enough experience with it that he could have enough control over his body’s actions to accomplish that much. Show enough intent and interest in the person you were chasing, keep them happy they were the center of attention, and then snag someone decent once it became clear Erinath wasn’t going to take home a win today.
And honestly, An’tell had just started assuming they weren’t going to win. In the dozens of flights they’d participated in over the past few turns, his great, flirty bronze had only won once. And that had only been a win because the green had made a sharp turn to avoid a blue and flown directly into Erinath, who’d reacted instinctively and caught her. He’d admitted that he hadn’t truly been planning to catch her and had simply reacted, and at that point, it would have been embarrassing if he hadn’t caught her. An’tell wondered if his dragon was a little more of a romantic then the beast liked to let on, and was saving his wins for someone he actually cared about. If that was the case, it didn’t stop Erinath joining Flights every chance he got.
This morning didn’t feel different than one of their usual flights. Erinath joyously chased, enjoying the effort it took and the chance to show off his skill. He teased the other hopefuls, crowding their space, pretending to fall back before speeding up again, jeering at those who fell behind or dropped out. Erinath let Nadioth lead him around, reveling in being part of the chase. He could feel the moment some of the other bronzes saw a chance to grab their glorious queen, and Erinath took the opportunity to power his way higher into the air, positioned to snatch the gold when she darted away from the others. If someone caught her before she escaped, well, that’s just how these things went. Erinath was here to play, and with his next movements planned he watched the action below him unfold, ready to react to the fallout.
And honestly, An’tell had just started assuming they weren’t going to win. In the dozens of flights they’d participated in over the past few turns, his great, flirty bronze had only won once. And that had only been a win because the green had made a sharp turn to avoid a blue and flown directly into Erinath, who’d reacted instinctively and caught her. He’d admitted that he hadn’t truly been planning to catch her and had simply reacted, and at that point, it would have been embarrassing if he hadn’t caught her. An’tell wondered if his dragon was a little more of a romantic then the beast liked to let on, and was saving his wins for someone he actually cared about. If that was the case, it didn’t stop Erinath joining Flights every chance he got.
This morning didn’t feel different than one of their usual flights. Erinath joyously chased, enjoying the effort it took and the chance to show off his skill. He teased the other hopefuls, crowding their space, pretending to fall back before speeding up again, jeering at those who fell behind or dropped out. Erinath let Nadioth lead him around, reveling in being part of the chase. He could feel the moment some of the other bronzes saw a chance to grab their glorious queen, and Erinath took the opportunity to power his way higher into the air, positioned to snatch the gold when she darted away from the others. If someone caught her before she escaped, well, that’s just how these things went. Erinath was here to play, and with his next movements planned he watched the action below him unfold, ready to react to the fallout.