Da'an's head shot up as he stared at his glowing green dragon in shock. "What? But, I thought you said you didn't like Solath."
I lied.
Da'an rolled his eyes in disgust. "Oh, fine then. Anyway, I thought her rider was a dragon. Puts me in a bit of a predicament if you win, doesn't it?"
Hmm, you have a point there.
"Hey! Move outta the way!" An irrated-sounding voice spoke up.
"Ahhh!" Da'an yelled as he was bowled over by a red-haired girl. The girl stopped, turning to look down at the person she'd knocked over.
"Watch where you're going, numbskull!" She yelled at him angrily.
Da'an scowled. She was the one who had knocked him over, she should be the one apologizing. He looked up at the girl, and stopped, staring.
Her long, dark red hair fell in waves down her back. Her jet-black eyes glistened dangerously as she glared down at Da'an. Most of all, he noticed the pair of dragonlike wings on the girl's back, and her spaded tail flicking back and forth behind her.
Da'an blinked. Obviously an offworlder, not from Lantessama. Like himself. He stood up, dusting himself off, and brushed off his own dragonlike wings. His tail hung limp behind him.
For a few moments they just stood there, staring at each other. "Hello, who are you? So sorry for getting in your way, let me make it up to you. Why don't we go get something to eat, shall we?" Da'an said, and smiled charmingly.
Duivelth rumbled, rolling his eyes in disgust at his rider. Da'an! Stop flirting! You're supposed to be signing me up for Solath's flight!
Da'an looked up at his glowing dragon. "Hey, now hold on a minute! I never agreed to sign you up for Solath's flight!"
The girl perked up when she heard this. "Say, your dragon wants to enter Solath's flight too?"
Da'an blinked, and nodded at her. The girl smiled happily. "Actually, I think I will take you up on that offer to lunch. It seems Saelm also wants to enter her flight. Oh! My name's Recca, by the way."
Da'an grinned. "I'm Da'an, my dragon is glowing green Duivelth. Ah, Saelm...?"
"-Is my dragon. A venus fly trap dragon." Recca finished for him. Taking his arm, they began to walk away together, chatting happily. Duivelth stared after his rider and rumbled in disgust again.
Da'an! You never signed me up for Solath's flight!
Da'an glanced up at his dragon as he lay sprawled out on his bed inside their weyr. "No problem, Duivelth, I'll get to it tomorrow."
Why the sudden change of heart? Duivelth asked suspiciously.
Da'an grinned. "I figured out a solution to my problem. See, Recca has a male dragon, too. And he also wants to chase Solath. So, I figure, if either of you win..."
Duivelth rumbled, rolling his eyes. "Hey! It was actually Recca's idea, not mine."
Not that you're complaining.
Da'an grinned. "Well, no."
