24.Feb.18, 03:49 AM
K'tir chuckled low in his throat at his dragon's enthusiasm. He had heard the call and felt Ghaeth's interest but he hadn't known who was doing the calling. He wasn't sure he knew who Halomirth was or who her rider was, though.
K'tir frowned for a moment and then burst out laughing. The kid he had picked to deliver his letter to R'nya and Rhaedalyn? It wasn't even anything important and he could have sent it by one of his firelizards but his kids were playing with the flitters at the moment and decided a greenrider could do it. He didn't trust a bluerider enough to do anything that required thinking without their dick so he was left with finding a greenrider and F'drel seemed responsible-looking enough.
Apparently he should have examined the dragon instead of the rider.
Go, have fun, K'tir mentally waved Ghaeth off, though he knew he didn't have to. Ghaeth was nearly bouncing with excitement and doing his best to wait for their mutual agreement in chasing this one. K'tir almost always gave in considering the sweet temperament of his dragon and how he still chased golds that were too large for him to keep up with. K'tir was probably a rarity in that he preferred his boy chased greens as it gave him a better chance at winning.
Besides, in this case, it could be win-win for both of them. If Ghaeth won, or lost, K'tir would still be around to make sure his letter wasn't destroyed or misplaced. Changing direction, K'tir headed back to where he had seen the greenrider as Ghaeth's euphoric and somewhat playful lust started over taking him. His last coherent thought, as it often was, was whether or not everyone else felt the dragon's lust in the same way or if it was because of how his dragon was like a big puppy and so innocent.