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Making a Scene! P10 T03 M06 D09 (Tag, Male Dragons)
Topic Started: Jun 8 2012, 07:41 PM (168 Views)
JackHarper
Shannika had settled into her new weyr and was adjusting to the heat in the West. She hadn't made a lasting impression on anyone yet, she had kept a low profile so far, but with Maeveth being prody, there was no way Shannika could keep herself at bay.

She found herself snapping at a drudge who simply walked too closely behind her. Typical irritation for the greenrider, but she had been less inclined to be hostile since her transfer. Maeveth on the other hand had adjusted quite well to the long, sunny days, and the admiring male dragons.

When Maeveth awoke with hunger pains that felt insatiable, Shannika ran herself out to the feeding pens to order the dragon only to blood her kill. Blood! Blood! Blood! She chanted in her head so that the green would understand the importance of only taking blood.

Maeveth struck a buck and took only the blood. She roared defiance at her rider, she roared irritation at the gathering male dragons. She knew she was beautiful and superior to them! Striking again, this time only taking a wherry, Maeveth blooded a second time before leaping into the air and soaring high on an updraft, far, far out of reach.

Males lept into the sky after her, she recognized the blue Epherath, and the bronze Wraith pursuing her.

Shannika made her way to the flight weyrs, feeling drunk and intoxicated by her dragons desires. She saw the bluerider V'ral, and the bronzerider, E'rik. And others were gathering too.
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Brianath roared, her mind voice reaching out to the pursuing bronze. (Pull out, Wraith. You will not pursue her.) The gold demanded, her's dropping her eyes to the green where she blooded her kills. The Queens themselves were on watch for this. They would not share their males with the Greens.

Two blues descended onto the edges of the feeding pens, voicing their intent to pursue the Green despite the tensions rising in the air.

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With a bellow of frustration, Wraith abandoned the chase, and E'rik quickly left the flight weyrs.

Maeveth screamed, a bone cracking scream. She wanted the attention on her!
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Swiftly, the flight ended as a Blue encircled the screaming green, and Shannika landed in the bluerider's arms with a passionate kiss!
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