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| N'dor gasped for air as Burkth returned from between. He hadn't taken a breath before going in, and he hadn't thought to hold his breath properly either. He curses at himself-he knew how to fly a dragon! Why did he always seem to make mistakes. It is because you are not paying attention...Burkth said, his voice gentle and chiding, as it always was these days. The large blue trumpeted to the watchdragon at the Weyr bellow and warned his rider they were landing. "Yes well, the problem is keeping myself at attention-rather than losing myself in a daydream." N'dor told his dragon. The blue snuffed at the air as he glided lazily in spirals down towards the Weyr. You need something to make you pay attention. You'd do well with some competition. Burkth said matter-of-factly. N'dor rolled his eyes and patted the blue's thick neck. "What's that supposed to mean? I need a mate?" No. Burkth said happily. You need to let me fly. I will catch a female, and you will compete with her rider to be the best 'parent of a dragon parent'. It is how you are. It will be even better if she isn't competative. Hold on, we are touching ground now. N'dor felt Burkth gently stop on the ground. His dragon was an excellent lander; Burkth hardly ever jarred his passengers. "Now. Tell me again what you're trying to say?" N'dor knew Burkth rarely spoke so logically unless it was something important to the big dragon. He felt Burkth's mental grace snapping, and knew he was about to hit something good. N'dor put off dismounting for another few moments until the blue finally spilled his obvious confession... I want to chase N'dor! Piloth has already won a green for J'ral, and I want a female too! "Of course you do!" N'dor laughed at his dragon, who was obviously feeling "antsy". He swung easily to the ground, and was about to go find the Weyrwoman to deliver a package to her when Burkth trumpeted loudly. I will chase Silivrosth. She is rising here, very, very soon. And with that Burkth took off to join his fellow dragons on Falasi's heights. N'dor rolled his eyes again. We shouldn't chase at Falas Burkth..... We're DawnSisters now, we should chase there. It will help the bloodline. Most of the dragons rising here aren't from here, so it won't hurt the bloodline. I will chase Silivorsth. Burkth said finally, and N'dor had no choice but to agree and head off to deliver his cargo to the Weyrwoman. And sign me up for Silivrosth's flight. The blue put in. And sign you up for Silivrosth's flight. N'dor agreed, and turned to see Yakima heading out towards him. "N'dor! Amera said you wouldn't be coming until tomorrow...." |
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