Dragoners Caiseal found himself watching the upright-standing Chwilioth yet again that morning and almost growled at himself, peeling his eyes away from the outdoors and pasting them back on the paper of fleet formations. He and Chwilioth had been accepted as fleet members into one of the fleets at Caer Brynmor, and Caiseal planned on knowing what they were doing when the time came for them to fly with the fleet. I wish you would forget about that thing and come out here. There are many females to choose from. Chwilioth said, flashing his wings and crooning at a green who was preparing to fly within the next week. Chwilioth then assured Caiseal that should an accident happen, or should an incident occur, he would know where they would have to be. "Well, I don't." Caiseal grumbled, turning his sharp blue eyes back to the page and pushing his light brown hair out of his face. He eyes wouldn't focus on the paper, and Caiseal almost ripped it as he threw it down, allowing a small growl to emit from his throat, a deep-chested sound that sent a Junior Fledgling running. Truth to be told, Caiseal had had trouble concentrating for some time. To be specific, it started to moment Chwilioth declared himself well and grown and started looking for females for them to chase. Oddly, Caiseal had put off the chasing as long as possible, finding one thing or another wrong with the rider of the dragon Chwilioth wanted to chase. Chwilioth had finally given up asking and had stuck to straight flirting, but Caiseal was starting to get antsy, and silently agreed that it was time for them to chase, maybe even settle down for a while. Stretching out his arms and cracking his neck, Caiseal lifted his muscular frame from the chair and stalked out of the room, the paper slowly crumpling in his fist as he prowled the halls. Chwilioth was oblivious to his rider's mood, too busy on the flat trying to impress the girls. "Caiseal?" A feminine voice called, and Caiseal turned to watch his twin run down the hall towards him, her blond-brown hair bouncing around her shoulders. When she finally caught up to him, she had to crane her neck up to look him in the face and, after making it quite clear she didn't like doing that, started walking down the hall with him. "Did you just want to walk, or was their something you wanted to say?" Caiseal asked, nodding to a couple of women in his fleet. "I wanted to talk." Caissene said, wringing her hands and biting her bottom lip. "I've been watching Chwilioth lately, same as you watch TideFroth, and I couldn't help but notice that he's getting...well," "A little friendly?" Caiseal offered, a smile twitching the side of his mouth. Caissene blushed and nodded, looking away from his teasing glance and sighed. "You know you're going to drive the both of you crazy if you don't let him chase, Caiseal." She mumbled, poking him hard in the side when he didn't respond. "Yeah, I know." He muttered back, glaring at his sister for interferring....again. "So, I was talking to him, and we agree that there are plenty of dragons at Ryslen for you to chase. Loads, Caiseal. All you have to do is talk to him about which one you want." Caiseal stopped and stared at his sister, hard. She had checked it out for him? And Chwilioth had gone along? You stupid, upright-walking blue LIZARD! Caiseal bellowed, leaving Caiseene standing in the hall as he ran to their caerlet, waiting impatiently for the blue to fly up and confront him. A little hormonal, are we? Chwilioth asked, snorting a laugh as he settled at the mouth of the caerlet. About time. "You discussed chasing with....my sister?" He demanded, pacing back and forth as he tried to make sense of the emotions flying through his head. She seems to be the only one in the family willing to speak of it. Chwilioth prodded, snickering when Caiseal let out a bellow of frustration. "Fine. You have a half hour. Go." Caiseal suddenly said, dropping into a chair and waiting for the blue to start. Momentarily startled, it took a minute. Fine. There's nine flights, ten actually, but one is full. First, there's a green, uh, Damselth, but she wants special dragons. "No." Caiseal said shortly, and the blue growled at him for cutting him off, then shrugged and decided to continue. There's a light green, looking for light colored dragons........ "That kind of crosses you off, then." Caiseal said, looking at the dark blue hide of his bond. Chwilioth looked ready to bite him. "Please, continue." There's a night green looking for night or dark, though the rider prefers females.... Caiseal shivered before giving a resounding, "no!" Chwilioth looked smug and continued, again. There's a lavender and a pink, or a gold, but to chase gold you already have to have a, uh, partner. Chwilioth offered, waiting to see Caiseal's reaction. "How about......not?" Was all he could muster. Well, that leaves Viceith. Chwilioth said, crooning out the female's name. Caiseal raised a skecptical eyebrown. "Her bond?" Background information. They've just recently graduated, as most females rising have. Her rider, Serin, has green hair, "Naturally?" Caiseal asked, trying to picture a girl with green hair. It wasn't easy, but it made him smile and relax a bit. Of course not, the blue snapped, then sighed and pressed on. The dragon disappeared for a day, making many very angry, but really, Serin just trusted Viceith enough to let her go. "She musn't be a thing like you." Caiseal muttered, and Chwilioth snorted again. So? "Fine." Caiseal said, standing up and raising a hand before the dragon could bellow in joy. "But I want to meet her first." Fine. Chwilioth agreed, quivering in excitement. When can we go? ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ The flight came sooner than Caiseal had expected. He and Chwilioth had barely had time to settle in and were acquainting themselves with the other chasers when Serin suddenly appeared, a resplendant glory in herself. "She's very pretty." Caiseal said softly to Chwilioth, dismounting and approaching the green-haired rider. The same goes for her dragon. The blue said greedily, and Caiseal turned to smile at Serin. She, however, had a glint in her eye that said she was there to do nothing but size them up. Caiseal felt the hair on the back of his neck raise in annoyance as she approached another rider. "I am G'yr rider of blue Jyvadoth" said the rider as Serin stopped in front of him, she then went to the next rider. "I am G'lan rider of blue Merrilith" said the rider, Serin then went to the third rider. "I am Shonnor rider of blue Nimith" said the only rider from Ryslen, she then went to the next. " I am A'sh rider of blue Banith" said the rider as behind him a small blue looked proud, and she then moved on to Caiseal. Not wanting to be judged like some prize bull, Caiseal waved her on, but she stopped and raised an eyebrow. Caiseal gave in. "I am Caiseal rider of blue Chwilioth" he said, and Serin went back to Viceith. As quick as that she had come and gone, judging and leaving. Caiseal felt a grim determination in his gut as he stormed back to their temporary caerlet. Go do what you will for now, he told Chwilioth, watching the blue take off. but be careful. I want to win this thing. Worry not, rider mine. So do I. Chwilioth said happily. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ As written by Serin, rider of Viceith Serin was in a light sleep when she heard Viceith wake and stand up. "Viceith where are you going? It's raining out" asked Serin, but Viceith gave no reply. She just made her way out of the weyr and launched into the air. It was then that Serin knew what had happened Viceith was about to rise. Serin ran as fast as she could to the Weyrwoman weyr when she got there it looked like that they had just eaten their evening meal. "Rider, your soaking wet" said Weyrwoman Tiyanni as she draped a blanket over Serin's shoulders. "No Viceith...flight...now" said Serin for she was still out of breath, the look of surprise on the Weyrwoman's face could not be matched she looked at her queen and she nodded. "Don't worry Litayth is contacting the dragons that are chasing Viceith and she just said that if you must be there she's going to rise at the lake" said the Weyrwoman as Serin slipped of the blanket and ran out of the weyr and headed for the lake. When she got there all the chasers were there and so were their dragon, as she looked she saw Viceith's green hide as she pounced on a beast. "Just suck the blood don't eat" said Serin for she knew that Viceith would suck all the runners dry if she could, she had just finished her third one when she bugled and launched into the air and all the blues chasing followed. Just then Viceith began to slow and it looked like she was about to fall and the first blue zeroed in on he light green skin, You are mine! Said Aeshoth as he lowered to Viceith. No! shouted Viceith as she flipped over and grabbed the blues outstretched arms, she flipped them both over and dived as she neared the water she let the blue down and when he hit the water it made all the rain soaked riders soaked with lake water. Out of the corner of Serin's eye she saw a rider and dragon leave the group, she then corrected her vision to the flight. As Viceith was soaring back up a blue came from behind. Victory is mine. Said Jyvadoth as his claws grabbed onto Viceith's back. No it's to early, you shall not win me shouted Viceith as she turned her head back and bite as hard as she could, when he let her go she blinked into between and appeared behind the blue and rammed the back of his, they dived again and Viceith opened her wings and flew back up to the males. Jyvadoth opened his wings at the last second and flew to his rider and they left together, it was then that Viceith let something slip from her plan of her chase and it horrified Serin. "Riders tell your dragon to be careful now. Viceith has knocked two blues out and she planning to not let any of the males catch her and if they approach she's going to bite as hard as she can." Finished Serin as the riders nodded and replayed the message to their blues. When Viceith charged the hovering group of males Merrilith charged her right back. Here I come my mate to be, you cannot trick me like you did the others. Said Merrilth as they played a game of chicken. You might of know my tricks but you don't know my secrets and one of the things I did on that one day was this said Viceith and she somehow gained a superb amount of speed and dived under and folded back her wings and began to fall to the lake. Here I come, said Merrilth as he closed his wings to the fullest and followed Viceith, when she neared the lake she opened her wings out a little and Merrilth was about to hit her wings when she flew in a half circle and was above Merrilth she let all four feet upon his back to add extra weight. When he hit the water Viceith launched off of him and into the air to the three awaiting males, the rain had now lighten up and now had become a mist and Viceith was able to blend into it. My turn, said the small blue Banith. It's now a hide and go seek with Viceith so it's now all of our turn, and the dragon that finds her gets her. said Chwilioth as he shot into the mist, and the other dragon followed his example and went in their own directions. As Banith was flying through the mist a silent shape loomed up from behind him, had he not heard the sound of her breath he would have became seriously hurt. As Banith was falling he went between and landed next to his rider and they left. "You better be more careful for each dragon that goes down the angrier she gets" said Serin to the two last riders. As Viceith was flying both males saw the darkest part of her tail and went after it. How about we call it a truce till we get Viceith out of the mist? asked Nimith. I can agree to that. Answered Chwilioth as they raced after the tail, as they were chasing her the mist seemed to thin and they were able to see all of Viceith. Truce over! shouted both of the males as they raced after Viceith, Nimith strained his wing strength to gain speed and it was enough for him to reach out and grab the tip of her tail, when he grabbed her tail she reared back and shot her tail forward knocking Nimith off of it and it gave Chwilioth the chance he needed. He sped up from behind Viceith, he grabbed her wings she bugled in protest, but she let herself go. They entwined necks and tail and they found a steady beat of their wings as they slowly descended to the ground. Nimith saw that it was to late to do anything so he flew to the ground to await his rider. "Well it looks like your the winner" said Serin as she smiled at Caiseal. "I didn't expect to win" replied Caiseal as they began to walk away from the lake. "I heard that you had never seen a rider with green hair before" said Serin as they approached a room. "It's true, but they aren't so bad" replied Caiseal as they walked into the room and closed the door behind them for their time of passion. Caiseal bonded at the Healing Den Visit Serin and Viceith