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739.04.12 | Diving Into It - Sh'dar - 16.Apr.18
"You're going to get out of shape at this rate." Sh'dar told his bronze, looking down at the sleeping beast with an eyebrow raised, arms full of supplies for cleaning a dragon. Adraith opened a single eye.
No I'm not. He said contemptuously. I am perfectly fit, thank you. And it's hardly my fault we haven't been assigned a Wing yet. Sh'dar chuckled, gently kicking the great bronze wedge of a head.
"We'll just have to start a personal regimen then, won't we?" He said, grabbing a leather bag from against the wall and filling it with the cleaning supplies.
You think that's necessary? Adraith asked, in the tone that indicated he knew the answer. Sh'dar reached over to scratch a brow ridge fondly.
"Bath time. Up you get."
Adraith gave a great sigh, but the prospect of a bath was nice and he slowly rose, shaking out his limbs in preparation for the short glide down to the lake. It wasn't far enough to even count as proper flying. Hmn. Maybe they really did need more exercise. He presented his foreleg for Sh'dar to use as an aid to climb up onto him, and within a minute Sh'dar was perched on the dragon's back, bath supplies carefully placed in front of him. Adraith unfolded his wings, giving them a few good shakes before launching from the weyr ledge. Sh'dar grinned at the familiar jump his stomach made at the moment of takeoff. He missed proper flying. Really, they had no excuse not to do it more often. Adraith, sensing his rider's thoughts, took them upward instead of gliding lazily straight toward the lake. Within a few wingbeats they were rising steadily, both basking in the joy of flight.
Soon enough they were near the lake, but much, much higher. Adraith sent a simple question to his rider, though again he already knew the answer.
Dive?
'Of course.'
And Adraith dove, Sh'dar holding on, years of experience keeping him confidently in place even without proper riding straps. He had his arm wrapped around the bronze neck as far as they would go, watching the lake approach below. Adraith stayed course until the last possible moment, flaring his wings, the draft created propelling him a few feet back up as his tail cut a line in the glassy surface of the lake. He now lazily glided over to the shore, depositing his rider and looking at him expectantly for his bath and oiling. Sh'dar smiled fondly at him, making sure everything was in order before starting to bathe Adraith.
"That was fun, wasn't it?" He said breathless with the exhilaration of the dive, "We need to do things like that more. Can't let ourselves get old and boring yet." Adraith crooned, agreeing with his rider.