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| Raven sighed softly as she watched her Xaarth flex his wings. He looked worried about something, but Raven hadn't asked, yet. He would tell her if it was important. Raven, Xaarth rumbled softly, I have something to ask you. Raven smiled softly up at him, "And what would that be, dearheart?" I, um, I know that you're a girl, and usually girls with male dragons don't like them to chase, but, um, I was wondering if maybe - just maybe - I might be able to chase in the 2nd annual Ryslen Flurry? Xaarth stammered, quite a lot of embarrassment in his mental voice. Raven laughed softly, "Of course, hun. If you pair with a female with a female rider, I'll just grab a random guy out of the crowd," She said, laughing at the very idea. Xaarth couldn't help but give a draconic smile as he wrapped his tail around Raven's middle a plopped her on his back as he alighted into the air and disappeared, reappearing over Ryslen. *** |