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17.Apr.18, 09:43 AM
He meandered his way towards the place Vessaelia called home. A small conversation had managed to turn itself into a full blown infatuation for the young bronzerider and he'd finagled himself a picnic with the pretty redheaded girl. It had been done to the utter amusement of Obaranth, the bronze that his rider did not do such things and the action was wholly out of character for A'dis. Obaranth went with the idea because he knew A'dis needed to do something besides brood about his father, he might have pushed a little otherwise A'dis just might have talked himself out of the distraction.
He was very nearly there, hand raised to knock on the door when an emotion so powerful it almost knocked him from his feet swept through him. Fuck no. He hated this sometimes. Flights and waking to a person he didn't love much less like was always the most annoying part of riding a bronze. Obaranth chased and he went along with it. Not the greatest bit. He leaned his forehead against the door as lust and hunger barreled through him, the feeling of Obaranth blooding his kills as nauseating as always. He didn't call out to the bronze, Obaranth hadn't flown a huge amount of flight but the dragon was far better at this than he was.
He needed to go. Needed to find Kahleena. Needed to not be near Vessaelia if Obaranth won or lost this flight. Maybe he was a bit afraid his actions would be too like his father's. His forehead thumped softly as Obaranth too flight and A'dis spun on his heel to move away. A'dis silently hoped he didn't catch Okalinath. The dragon bellowed to own challenge to the small gold that shot like lightening into the sky. Obaranth had none of the inhibitions or misgivings that his rider did in this particular moment. He simply did what dragons do and chased a rising female with no other thought in his mind.
He was very nearly there, hand raised to knock on the door when an emotion so powerful it almost knocked him from his feet swept through him. Fuck no. He hated this sometimes. Flights and waking to a person he didn't love much less like was always the most annoying part of riding a bronze. Obaranth chased and he went along with it. Not the greatest bit. He leaned his forehead against the door as lust and hunger barreled through him, the feeling of Obaranth blooding his kills as nauseating as always. He didn't call out to the bronze, Obaranth hadn't flown a huge amount of flight but the dragon was far better at this than he was.
He needed to go. Needed to find Kahleena. Needed to not be near Vessaelia if Obaranth won or lost this flight. Maybe he was a bit afraid his actions would be too like his father's. His forehead thumped softly as Obaranth too flight and A'dis spun on his heel to move away. A'dis silently hoped he didn't catch Okalinath. The dragon bellowed to own challenge to the small gold that shot like lightening into the sky. Obaranth had none of the inhibitions or misgivings that his rider did in this particular moment. He simply did what dragons do and chased a rising female with no other thought in his mind.
