Seeking out the white dragon and his crafty rider, you find them not in their weyr. So, you coninue on down the hall with a picture of the pair in your mind. You go around a corner and find yourself at a side opening into the grand weyrbowl of Talor Cliff Weyr. You instinctively head for the hot springs as you know dragons can be found there. Your luck holds out and P'tar is there bathing and soaking with Uloreth.

Uloreth rumbles affectionately as you wade into the warm water to help. You firelizard also helps and you and P'ter get into a conversation. You find his lifemate has been watching a certain dragon. You wonder who it is and are answered as a white dragon soars by overhead. P'tar smiles grandly and point at Uloreth who watches the other white fly by with adoring eyes. A small bronzen flit followed the pair. The white was rather large and the rider (apparently a "her") seemed to have shining brown hair that gleamed in the bright afternoon sun. Uloreth let out a bugle and the white circled back around. The hwite came closer and closer to the ground before stopping gracefully and showing off her wings. You heard the rider say "Silly Ro, just have to show off doncha?"
You look back to P'tar and see his face is flushed. His blue are a smiling and you can tell he shares the same affection for the other white pair as his male dragon does. P'tar reached out to lean on Uloreth and missed. He fell sideways in to the water and sat up, sputtering. His face flaming red as the female white rider looked at him. He managed to tell you, "That's Kare, dosen't she have the most beautiful eyes? They are so, so green!" You smile and know that this impetious young man is infatuated. You vaguely hear Uloreth's comment, Oroth is beautiful. You do like her rider too, don't you?
P'tar nods and stands up, still looking at the other white pair as they leap into the sky. His gaze breaks as the pair reaches seemingly impossible height and turns back to Uloreth. "Sorry Ulo, where do you still want washing?"
Still staring up into the sky, Uloreth deftly answers, I am clean. She has cleaned me inside and out with her beauty. You take that as a cue to sneak away quietly and leave the pair to admire.
About a sevenday later, you hear a rush of wings and look up from your work. Out at the window, a draconic screech is heard. You rush out to the Weyrbowl and look. Blues, browns and one white dragon are lined watching a glowing female white dragon blood her kill. You find the male dragon's riders in a close knit circle around the femlae rider, Kare. The white leaps skyward and people clustered around you begin to bet. "That large blue, two marks on him." "No way! You have to be kidding, three marks on the white, he's got stamina, I've watched him."

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