"Talor Cliff Weyr kept very good records of the hatching if you like to look at them. Other wise if you want to you can read Tiff's and Chir's version of what happend before, durring, and after the hatching."
"Rezoth was one of the first seven to hatch that day, they say that seven hatched at the same time but Rezoth and I were the first to impress. Chir also tells me that earlyer in the day that I'd been day dreaming about the hatching and would have been happy with a green..." Rezoth suddenly snorted interupting the conversation and his eyes wirled a with a bit of orange in his blue green pattern as X'tro's eye unfocused while listening to his dragon.
X'tro chuckled later and the dragon's eyes returned to their wirling blue and green pattern, "Don't worry Rezoth, no dragon could ever take your place. I was just surprised that a bronze dragon would pick me is what I was saying." The bronze chirped lovingly at his weyr mate.
"Rezoth is very energetic, and I love him dearly. As you can see he's very large for a bronze, he's even bigger than most of the adult bronzes and a few of the queens. The only dragon from his clutch who's bigger than him is his sister, gold Lelianth."
"Rezoth's already tired out in one mating flight, though he was orignaly schedualed for another. He first had his heart set on flying his sister, Lelianth. Yet shortly after I found out that my half-sister's half-sister's, Quachir's, gold Mekoth was going to fly, the proddy gold flew by our weyr and Rezoth was love struck, quickly conning me into signing him up only to tell bronze Urionth to get M'leor to move him to Mekoth's flight. He did quite well I might add, almost caught her but that girl was smart! The moment Rez's claws touched her shoulders, Mekoth roared in anger and threw him towards the sea. Odviously Avinoth, that's the bronze who caught her in the end, saw this as a distraction and tackled her, or so I'm told." Rezoth rummbled at his rider and X'tro nodded in agreement, "This time when you fly you won't be so careless... I know, you'll fly circles around the competition and hopefuly win the mating flight."
"This time?" you ask and X'tro nods seemingly a bit determined at the same time as being shy.
"Gold Rhysharth and her rider Shaethe have caught our eyes," X'tro replied a bit softly and Rezoth crooned in a wistful way as he turned his head to look outside the open of his weyr as if the glowing gold he sought would be out there. X'tro looked as well and his bronze suddenly sounded like he was chuckling. There seemed to be some words exchanged between the two and the 17 turn old shakes his head before turning back to you.
"I used to think I had no preffrence in girls... I guess I acttualy do," the bronzerider tells you absently, "Shaethe is the most interesting woman I've met yet. She seems to have a wild unpredictable steak," Rezoth coos something and X'tro chuckled, "I guess Rhysharth is the same way."
"Rezoth's a fair flier and a regular gentaldragon... though before he saw Rhysharth he flirted shamlessly with any female who game him half a chance. Rez is smart enough not to boast about his large flame to any female; Gold's sometimes seem to take offence in the fact that they aren't aloud to flame and greens that want to clutch take offince in the fact that he doesn't have to worry about not becoming steril because of chewing firestones"
"An intersting thing of late that I've heard," he tells you suddenly in a quite voice, "There's a group of dragonriders, a number from here," he indocates Talor Cliff Weyr, "and quite a few from other weyrs in the Souther continent and some in the Northern, are talking about searching out a place for a new Weyr to be established this Pass. We've already been talked to by some of the rider here who came up with the idea and they're looking for a good Weyr sight as we speak. They offered that I might become a Wingleader at this new Weyr. Maybe it will happen maybe it won't but it would be interesting..." for a moment the rider seemes to forget about your pressense and speaks to himself, "Maybe if Rezoth can fly Rhysharth and the
Weyr is estabished, Shaethe and Rhysharth would like to be one of the gold pairings there." He rubs Rezoth's neck and the dragon turns back to him rumbling lovingly and you can see now his mind is off the gold and her rider that would fly soon.
He watches his large bronze lovingly for a few minutes then seems to only just remember you're there and smiles softly, "So what would you like to hear about now: me, my fire lizards, or must you leave now?"
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