B'jar frowned at his small blue dragon. "Why not?" He asked. He had met the tiny white dragoness' rider a sevenday ago, and needless to say, he was looking forward to the flight. Especially if Delth caught her.
Delth's eyes whirled dreamily. I want to chase Daekith!
B'jar smacked his hand to his forehead in exasperation, rolling his eyes at the blue. "Delth, you can't chase Daekith! She's a queen!"
Delth's eyes whirled worriedly. So? Why not?
B'jar groaned. "Because, you shaffing dragon, you're a blue! Blues don't chase queens!"
Delth huffed and settled down. Fine then, I'll chase this...Mulgoith you seem to like so much. But after that, I want to chase who I want.
B'jar sighed, then glanced at the blue warily. "As long as you qualify for the flight..."
The blue just huffed again, and turned away from his rider. B'jar rolled his eyes, and stepped out of their weyr to find the flight boards.
