05.Mar.21, 08:20 AM
Iliyith is about to Fly.
Okay... thanks for the warning? A'tay wasn't sure why Xyxyth was remarking on that other than to let him know what was going on in Benden. They had decided to visit a classmate that had moved Weyrs, spending the afternoon catching up and had just finished up a meal together in the dining cavern. His friend hadn't mentioned Iliyith was ready to Fly any day now but he was also a bluerider so he wouldn't be entering anyway and wasn't much for gossip.
It will be any moment now. Can I enter? His voice was so low that A'tay almost missed it and shook his head in disbelief when he caught on.
"No! We agreed to a year and it hasn't been a year yet!" Caught up in panic, A'tay didn't realise he was speaking--shouting--out loud until he saw his friend's wide eyes and his attempt not to laugh.
But you're not afraid of coupling with a woman anymore so I thought maybe we could try Chasing again. Again his voice was soft and now carried notes of sadness and it broke A'tay's heart. How could he be so mean to his dragon, his soulmate?
On one hand, A'tay saw things how Xyxyth did. He was no longer a virgin and that had been a large part of his fear when he tried to Chase Thallyath two years earlier. He was also a lot younger then and that also played a part. He was of an age now where Flights were deemed normal. It didn't even matter that he had a girlfriend since it wasn't serious and she had other lovers. So what was stopping him from letting Xyxyth do what was natural to him?
The fear of losing started to stand out. He didn't know who he would end up with or what either of them would be like lost in dragonlust and upset over the loss. In fact, the entire dragonlust business was horrifying. Giving over to Xyxyth, focused so intently on the race and the golden prize, uncaring if he struck someone in his way...
But it would happen eventually. He couldn't keep denying Xyxyth, that was just too cruel to consider. Maybe now would be a good time for them both to practice a Flight? They knew some people in Benden but those closest to him weren't there--like his siblings, Madiquel, and Zelly. He didn't like the idea of any of them seeing him in his first Flight and what kind of beast he could become when those feral urges took over.
"I think I might be crazy," A'tay told his friend as he got up from the table and sighed. Every fiber in his being still screamed at him to run outside, mount up, and return to Ista before the Flight fully took wing. Instead, he said some parting words to his friend and shuffled outside, scanning the area for other bronze dragons waiting for the main attraction to begin. He recognised some instantly, including Tiberuth and A'tay groaned that K'dar would be close by. Then again, maybe his adoptive brother would have a calmer head and be able to drag A'tay away if they both lost and bring him to safety. That made him think of F'drel and A'tay was also torn on his friend not being around to keep him out of trouble.
Trust me, A'tay. I will keep you safe, win or lose. The absolute conviction in that statement and the love he felt through their bond had A'tay nodding.
"Go," he whispered, still terrified out of his mind. "Good luck, Xyxyth."
Okay... thanks for the warning? A'tay wasn't sure why Xyxyth was remarking on that other than to let him know what was going on in Benden. They had decided to visit a classmate that had moved Weyrs, spending the afternoon catching up and had just finished up a meal together in the dining cavern. His friend hadn't mentioned Iliyith was ready to Fly any day now but he was also a bluerider so he wouldn't be entering anyway and wasn't much for gossip.
It will be any moment now. Can I enter? His voice was so low that A'tay almost missed it and shook his head in disbelief when he caught on.
"No! We agreed to a year and it hasn't been a year yet!" Caught up in panic, A'tay didn't realise he was speaking--shouting--out loud until he saw his friend's wide eyes and his attempt not to laugh.
But you're not afraid of coupling with a woman anymore so I thought maybe we could try Chasing again. Again his voice was soft and now carried notes of sadness and it broke A'tay's heart. How could he be so mean to his dragon, his soulmate?
On one hand, A'tay saw things how Xyxyth did. He was no longer a virgin and that had been a large part of his fear when he tried to Chase Thallyath two years earlier. He was also a lot younger then and that also played a part. He was of an age now where Flights were deemed normal. It didn't even matter that he had a girlfriend since it wasn't serious and she had other lovers. So what was stopping him from letting Xyxyth do what was natural to him?
The fear of losing started to stand out. He didn't know who he would end up with or what either of them would be like lost in dragonlust and upset over the loss. In fact, the entire dragonlust business was horrifying. Giving over to Xyxyth, focused so intently on the race and the golden prize, uncaring if he struck someone in his way...
But it would happen eventually. He couldn't keep denying Xyxyth, that was just too cruel to consider. Maybe now would be a good time for them both to practice a Flight? They knew some people in Benden but those closest to him weren't there--like his siblings, Madiquel, and Zelly. He didn't like the idea of any of them seeing him in his first Flight and what kind of beast he could become when those feral urges took over.
"I think I might be crazy," A'tay told his friend as he got up from the table and sighed. Every fiber in his being still screamed at him to run outside, mount up, and return to Ista before the Flight fully took wing. Instead, he said some parting words to his friend and shuffled outside, scanning the area for other bronze dragons waiting for the main attraction to begin. He recognised some instantly, including Tiberuth and A'tay groaned that K'dar would be close by. Then again, maybe his adoptive brother would have a calmer head and be able to drag A'tay away if they both lost and bring him to safety. That made him think of F'drel and A'tay was also torn on his friend not being around to keep him out of trouble.
Trust me, A'tay. I will keep you safe, win or lose. The absolute conviction in that statement and the love he felt through their bond had A'tay nodding.
"Go," he whispered, still terrified out of his mind. "Good luck, Xyxyth."