Sulking as she settled down again, annoyed that her rider had gone down to eat breakfast without telling her, Mynialeth prodded at the hard stone of her sleeping couch - trying, unsuccessfully, to make the couch softer.

A moment later she gave up and stepped off the couch with another grumble of irritance, walking over to the weyr ledge and quickly gliding the short distance down to the herdbeast pens. She was hungry all of a sudden - the fact that she'd eaten just the day before was of no importance.

Arania was, meanwhile, attempting to get through a whole meal without biting someone's head off. Granted, she loved Mynialeth dearly, but she did wish the green would just hurry up and fly already. She still enjoyed working as a healer, and Mynialeth being proddy was really not helping her keep calm.

As such, when someone wandered over to her table and sat down, she made a point of trying to totally ignore them. Almost everyone had been annoying her the past day or two, but it really wasn't fair to yell at them because Mynialeth was making her 'proddy' too.

Yet, the person seemed oblivious to her trying to ignore them, and quickly slipped into a long stream of chatter that Arania was hard pressed to ignore - and one sentence especially stood out from the rest.

"- and that greens finally rising, so we should get some peace soon."

Starting in surprise, Arania whirled to look at the man who'd spoken before spinning her attention to Mynialeth. There were only two greens due to rise anytime soon, and Sereath wasn't due for another few sevendays at least. Which meant Mynialeth was rising and hadn't told her.

"Blood it only!" Jumping instantly to her feet and yelling the words both mentally and out loud, Arania disregarded her plate of unfinished breakfast as she ran for the main entrance. She couldn't believe Mynialeth hadn't told her!

Hearing her rider's scream -which quickly became a chant- just before she took her first bite from the fat herdbeast in front of her, Mynialeth hissed in annoyance at her rider. I am not rising yet - stupid! she hissed, dropping her head back to the herdbeast before lifting it again at the flicker of blue that appeared in the corner of her eye.

The males were blooding their kills!

Twisting her neck around to snap at the blue who'd gotten to close -Aavaanaath- Mynialeth latched onto the blue's tail only releasing it once she'd drawn blood. Smirking, pleased at the bugle of pain the blue gave at her actions, Mynialeth swung away again and bent to drink the blood of the herdbeast - not even noticing what she was doing - nor that Arania had dropped her chant.

One herdbeast down, and halfway through a second, Mynialeth felt the presence of another dragon beside her and whirled to face him. Aavaanaath, it appeared, hadn't fully learnt his lesson and for a moment Mynialeth debated snapping at him again.

She didn't though, instead she just leapt upwards and directed her flight away from the Weyr - southwards.

Ignoring the males that flew after her -two browns and four blues- Mynialeth sped forwards over the ocean flying straight in an attempt to simply get away. There was something distinctly liberating about flying for the sake of flying alone. Enough that Mynialeth barely even though about the fact that her rider wasn't on her back.

The blues, Kobith and Reeth, were the first to surge forwards and having almost forgotten the males chasing her Mynialeth started in surprise as Kobith and Reeth appeared - one either side of her.

Dropping quickly to avoid the pair who both swerved towards her at the same time, Mynialeth rolled her eyes at the pair as they crashed into each other and quickly began fighting. She hadn't even had to do anything much and already two of them were out of it. Jeeze...

As if prompted by the blues about what she was supposed to be doing, Mynialeth hissed quickly back at the pair before abruptly forgetting them and starting to dip and dive away from the four males that where still pursuing her.

Orayath kept up easily with Mynialeth as she performed her acrobatics, and it wasn't long before he dived towards her, only to be smacked on his nose by Mynialeth's wing for his troubles. Surprised, and somewhat dazed by the green's actions, Orayath slowed and shook his head as if to clear his confusion. The action cost him, and quickly the other three males swept past - and the four dragons were away without him.

Ignoring brown Parjezilth, who seemed to be not that interested in her, Mynialeth turned her attention next on the second brown who'd been trying to keep up with her dips and dives and who'd been succeeding to a point. He was though, too big to turn as quickly though, and after a couple more sharp and unexpected manoeuvres he was left behind too.

Four down. Two to go.

Bursting forwards as she felt the last of her strength going, Mynialeth growled as Aavaanaath finally made his move too and burst forwards until he was level with her. Dropping her back legs, and back winging, abruptly Mynialeth couldn't help but snap at Aavaanaath's tail as he past, not drawing blood this time, but definitely causing a little pain.

Her attention focused on Aavaanaath in front of her, Mynialeth didn't notice that Parjezilth had finally dropped from his more direct flight above them. So when his tail entwined with his, and his forelegs latched onto her wings she wasn't expecting it.

Parjezilth had known from the start that once Mynialeth started dipping and diving he'd have had no chance at keeping up, so he'd figured out that he should try and keep up another way - but simply flying as straight as he could and not following the zig zags the green made. As such he'd probably flown a good deal less distance then the other males, and hadn't been left behind by the green's speedy dodgings.

Hissing in surprise as she tried to pull away from the brown who'd basically caught her, Mynialeth struggled fiercely until she realised why he'd been the one to catch her. He'd had more sense then the rest. He'd known his weaknesses and compensated.

That understood she stopped fighting. Relenting to the fact that she'd been outsmarted - the same as all the other males.