19.Feb.18, 10:53 PM
Vee continued to circle the men in her weyr as Nadioth lead her suitors on a twisting, turning flight. Her weyr was full of men that she did and did not recognize, but she wasn't truly seeing them regardless, not as she normally would. Except for K'ton. Her eyes had found him the moment he had arrived in her weyr, their weyr. He was hers, but he would have to earn her like all the rest, and she teased him with a smile and a touch before weaving her way through those gathered again. Searching, toying, waiting. They followed her with their eyes, and occasionally with their bodies, as their dragons tried to follow Nadioth through the air on her erratic flight through the morning sky.
She had led them across the weyr, out over the hold and back, then out over the ocean waves and again, back over the weyr. Somewhere along the way several other bronze and brown dragons, including Ironth...finally, joined the chase and were doing their best to outfly her, and those who had not dropped out of the chase from the start.
Nadioth was quite pleased to have so many dedicated males chasing her, as they should. Her hide shone brightly in the sun, even as pale as it was in comparison to some of the other golds. Her wings beat steadily, but she was waning in energy and knew she would need to choose or be stolen from the skies by some tricky male. She growled at that as she flew higher, her last remaining energy used to pull her bulk as high into the air as she could before she leveled out and pumped her wings with a ferocity that spoke of volumes. She did not want to give in to those who chased her, she was impressed with them, yes, but she wanted to fly until the very last dragon was ready to drop from the sky for her, but she could not.
A bronze came at her from the side, thinking to take her for himself. She roared and twisted her body, rolling in the air as the talons of her front feet raked out, green ichor spraying against her gold hide, as she sent him reeling away, screaming in pain, the rider echoing that pain through the weyr where Vaeyla was now singled out by a small handful of those who were left. Several had already left to lick their wounds, seeking out warm bodies of willing flight moths or other riders who had been too close.
Nadioth grew weary, her strength was failing but still she fought with the wind to elude her chasers, her tail lashing out to accidentally connect with the face of another dragon who came too close, who she did not want, before she folded her wings, finally allowing the dragon of her choosing to catch her, maybe just to spite those who tried to catch her before she was ready, maybe because even in the air, manners meant something to the feisty gold.
Below the flying dragons, the bright sun warmed the weyr where Vee found herself pulled into the warm embrace of the rider who's dragon had finally won her, Nadioth.
(winner has been PM'd xD )
(Also...please feel free to claim any of the mentioned injuries. xD )
She had led them across the weyr, out over the hold and back, then out over the ocean waves and again, back over the weyr. Somewhere along the way several other bronze and brown dragons, including Ironth...finally, joined the chase and were doing their best to outfly her, and those who had not dropped out of the chase from the start.
Nadioth was quite pleased to have so many dedicated males chasing her, as they should. Her hide shone brightly in the sun, even as pale as it was in comparison to some of the other golds. Her wings beat steadily, but she was waning in energy and knew she would need to choose or be stolen from the skies by some tricky male. She growled at that as she flew higher, her last remaining energy used to pull her bulk as high into the air as she could before she leveled out and pumped her wings with a ferocity that spoke of volumes. She did not want to give in to those who chased her, she was impressed with them, yes, but she wanted to fly until the very last dragon was ready to drop from the sky for her, but she could not.
A bronze came at her from the side, thinking to take her for himself. She roared and twisted her body, rolling in the air as the talons of her front feet raked out, green ichor spraying against her gold hide, as she sent him reeling away, screaming in pain, the rider echoing that pain through the weyr where Vaeyla was now singled out by a small handful of those who were left. Several had already left to lick their wounds, seeking out warm bodies of willing flight moths or other riders who had been too close.
Nadioth grew weary, her strength was failing but still she fought with the wind to elude her chasers, her tail lashing out to accidentally connect with the face of another dragon who came too close, who she did not want, before she folded her wings, finally allowing the dragon of her choosing to catch her, maybe just to spite those who tried to catch her before she was ready, maybe because even in the air, manners meant something to the feisty gold.
Below the flying dragons, the bright sun warmed the weyr where Vee found herself pulled into the warm embrace of the rider who's dragon had finally won her, Nadioth.
(winner has been PM'd xD )
(Also...please feel free to claim any of the mentioned injuries. xD )