Vimarlith stretched her wings and galloped about excitedly.

Did you see, Fyrea? Well, of course you did. But wow! Can you believe it? I actually FLEW! Fyrea smiled. Of course she had seen. She had been on the dragon's back. But Vimarlith was so excited.

"Yeah, you flew. I'm sure the Weyrlingmaster will always remember you." Vimarlith and Fyrea both looked back. They shared a laugh about the look on his face.

He does look kind of stunned, doesn't he, Fy? Fyrea had to agree.

"With good reason, Vim! I'm sure he wasn't expecting all those twists and turns and loops... I wasn't ready either. You're lucky we didn't get in too much trouble..." Vimarlith looked very smug.

All those bronzes and blues and browns were watching. I know I'm better than them. And you know you had fun. Fyrea smiled, and stroked Vimarlith's eyeridege.

"You're right, as always, my love. I did have fun. You were great. And I know those males were impressed." Vimarlith tossed her head, and held it up high. Fyrea could almost swear that her steps became more graceful, and her hide shone brighter.

Of course they were impressed! It's me we're talking about. fyrea stared at the dragon for a moment before bursting into full laughter, the kind that rolls all the way up from your toes. Vimarlith managed to stay dignified for a moment before she also errupted into happy laughter.