Al'os, wake up.
Al'os lay in bed, fast asleep.
Al'os!
Or, at least, he wished he was still fast asleep.
AL'OS!
"Alright, alright already, Crolteth! I'm up, I'm awake!" The young blue rider said, clutching his head, which was now throbbing terribly.
Al'os groaned. "What're you waking me up for, Crolteth?" He muttered to the large blue dragon.
I wanted to ask you something.
"If I say yes, will you let me go back to sleep?" Al'os muttered. Glancing at the clock beside his bed, he figured it was already too late to go back to sleep, and he might as well stay up. He sighed. "Never mind, what is it, then?"
I want to chase.
Al'os groaned.
What? What's wrong?
Al'os just sighed. "Nothing, Crolteth."
...Well, her name is Vinyath, and she's gorgeous! Her hide is a beautiful, deep jade green, her eyes brilliant sapphires...
"Sapphires?" Al'os asked dryly. "I thought you dragons all had rainbow eyes."
...That's beside the point.
Al'os grinned and rolled his eyes. "Crolteth, are you going to make a habit of chasing the first cute lady dragon you see?"
Vinyath isn't just beautiful! Crolteth insisted. Her outer beauty is rivaled only by her kindess and inner grace. Crolteth sighed. I think I'm in love.
Al'os fought back a laugh. "Are you, now? Alright then, I think we can go meet this Vanyith and her rider. By the way..."
Vinyath's rider is the equally enchanting Shalampayis. They are currently residing at Enzan Shi. Cryspith answered his rider's unspoken query.
"Ah. Thank you." Al'os said. "Well then, Crolteth. I guess we'll make a quick trip over to Enzan Shi."
Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!
Al'os laughed. "Hold your runners, Crolteth. Your lady fair isn't going to rise before we get there."
Later, at Enzan Shi...
Al'os glanced quickly around the Weyr from the back of his blue dragon. It was larger than Darkling Dawn where they had come from, but slightly smaller than Tiynarea Weyr, where he'd Impressed Crolteth. He smiled as he remembered meeting the blue for the first time, in the abandoned sands.
Why don't you take your mind off of unhappy memories, Crolteth seemed to frown. And think instead of the vision of loveliness by the lake.
Grinning, Al'os obeyed his dragon, glancing towards the nearby lake, to see a faintly glowing green dragon, obviously close to rising. She was ignoring her newest suitor, laying down to sun herself by the water's edge.
Great first impression, Crolteth. You've already gotten on her bad side. Al'os thought to the blue.
Nonsense. His dragon answered. She just hasn't yet met me. I'm sure we'll get along just fine.
Al'os just shook his head. Whatever you say, Crolteth.
J'dan sat on the bed in his weyr, idly playing tunes on a small, handmade pipe. Even if he was a dragonrider now, he was still a journeyman harper, and still needed to practice his craft. Who knew, maybe he and Klassenth could find a Weyr somewhere that needed a Weyrsinger.
The brown dragon was sitting on the ledge outside their weyr. Or, their temporary weyr, anyway. J'dan wasn't sure which Weyr they would eventually decide to settle down in, but for now he and Klassenth were content to travel. They'd visited several different Weyrs already, and right now they were at Tiynarea, the place he had Impressed Klassenth.
J'dan. Come here, I want you to do something for me.
J'dan rolled his eyes at his brown dragon. "Yeah, what else is new?" He muttered under his breath. At the look the brown dragon gave him, he reluctantly stepped outside their weyr to stand beside Klassenth. "Alright then, Klassenth. What's the big fuss about?"
Her. Cilaynth. Was all the brown said.
J'dan rolled his eyes, sighing. "Let me guess, you want to chase her?"
Klasssenth looked at him hopefully. J'dan rolled his eyes again and grinned. "Alright then. Cilaynth, was it? Who's her rider?"
Cilaynth's rider is the enchantingly lovely lady Jaamiaa.
J'dan nodded, and prepared to go down to the flight boards to sign up for her flight, and maybe even meet this Jaamiaa...