Cupith’s Arrow (Flight)

[HG]

The attack had left the Weyr with a sort of drab melancholy feeling. It permeated everything and everyone. Because of this Vaylee had missed all of the signs that her green was near to rising. She was a late bloomer as it was and the young woman had begun to believe that perhaps Cupith would never fly.

It wasn’t until that morning when the normally sweet and understanding green had snapped at her rider, the blonde was taken aback. What was wrong with her dear Cupith? She couldn’t place it at first but she noticed the sheen of the green’s hide and knew differently.It had been about a sevenday since the attack had happened but she doubted many were up for something as trivial as a flight. There would be no help for it though.

How could one stop a green from flying? She didn’t really know or perhaps it was that she really didn’t want to know. Vaylee was actually feeling a bit excited. Shuddering at the idea that she would inhibit her own green she decided the best thing to do would be to just go with things when it began. Finishing her rounds at the dragon infirmary, she went to the lake to watch Cupith sunning on the sand there.

The green was napping despite the muggy feel of the evening air both rider and dragon felt comfortable. Vaylee was wearing a cream colored loose dress which picked up slightly at the ends when a light breeze came through. The green’s tail began to twitch every so often showing her irritation. The dragon woke with a sudden need to take to the skies. She would not be denied her freedom. The sky would be hers to conquer.

Come fly with me![/color] The green called to her suitors. The sweetness of her voice taking on a slight edge. She was ready to play, if they were. The light sea green colored dragon took no time at all to take off from the ground by the lake and soar into the sky. The welcoming rays of the sun glinted of the gleaming hide of the green as she flew higher and higher as if to make herself a home up in the endless blue above her.

[freya]

M'nor was up in his weyr resting after spending the last few days cleaning up the mess that the hold less had left. The hold had lost many different riders and he was exhausted as he laid in his bed. When his brown Oreth started to move then bugle as his wings furled back. He got up from his weyr and looked down below to catch a glimpse of a green dragon that was flying into upward sky. He bugled incited by the chance to win a flight and took off after the green dragon.

While M'nor himself got dressed in his leather pants and a brown shirt then started down below when he heard his brown say"It's Cupidth," as he made for Vaylee's weyr. He didn't know her personally yet there we're many greens at the weyr that he didn't know. He walked over into the hallway as he got lost as the mating lust seemed to come over him. His brown had been in a few flights though not all had ended in a win only two had.

His brown dragon was trailing after the green as he bugled and was thrilled no one else had joined the chase. Oreth wanted to win to raise his spirits because the attack had taken so much out of all of them. The young brown was up in the air after the young green dragon and hoped that he won.

[hbk]

F'ren's plan, now that he was free of the infirmary and the blade wound in his shoulder patched, was to return to his weyr for some sleep and a little peace and quiet. The brownrider couldn't remember the last time he'd been able to actually hear himself think, let alone sleep. Still, as usual, his plans were not his own.

As F'ren crossed the Weyrbowl he was struck with a sudden bout of dizziness. Not prone to fainting, F'ren had to stop for a moment and put a hand to his head. What was happening?

If you would pay attetion, mine, you would know that Cupith is rising! I've been watching her for days. I'll win this for us! You need a good flight!

F'ren gritted his teeth together. While his dragon was being truthful, (he could use a good flight), that didn't mean he wanted to participate in one so soon after the Holdless attack. Still, he wished his dragon well.

[freya]

A'on was in the lower caverns when his blue Hadeth sent him restless feelings then said, "Cupith she rises," as he quickly ate the last bite of roll. He went up to the entrance of the lower caverns where he saw his blue started to fly above him. The blue dragon started after the green noticing that there we're two brown dragons already in pursuit of his target. Hadeth would win that much he knew because he was smaller then them and much quicker at flying. When he pounded his wings and tried to attempt to catch up with them.

The young man was dressed in his riding leathers because he had intended on going on sweeping flight and now was participating in a mating flight. He was in just looking at the sky at the dragons flying as the glare of the sun soon made it impossible for him to see the his own dragon. A'on sighed as he folded his arms and felt the mating lust overcome him then leaned up against a nearby wall. The place he would stay until he found out who would win the flight and hoped that the rider of this green was female because he had some bad memories of waking up in awkward situations.

[Na Qaiah]

K'dan was just coming back from the imfirmary. He didn't get hurt to bad during the raid, the knock on his head still made him dizzy at times. He had been grounded until they passed. Grateful he was gettng better and doubley grateful he wasn't injured far worse, he wasn't paying much attention to anything until he heard Osirith bellow...

Cupith rises! We need this! [/color]

No he didn't, he didn't need this, well maybe at any other time when he wasn't so exhausted. Between recoperating from the attack and helping where he could to clean up, and then trying to take it easy, he wasn't sure he was capable, but his dragon hadn't ever won a flight, so he had his fingers crossed as the Blue took to the skies.

K'dan leaned against a stone fence and watched, there was one other blue and two browns chasing. He knew the browns could out fly the blues, but the blues were much more agile and quicker. He decided to wait until he was sure who was closer to winning before he moved toward Vaylee. He could see her out on the sands in an almost white dress. She looked beautiful standing there with the wind gently tugging at the hem. He decided he could at least go down to the beach, he could sit if he had to. Looking again toward the skies where the fastly dissappearing dragons were giving chase, K'dan sighed and started slowly toward Vaylee and the beach. No need to hurry, they would be at it awhile.

[HG]

The green finished her call for suitors with a happy trill. She was joined by four strong and intelligent suitors already which pleased the green but also made her extremely defensive of her position. Vaylee made no attempt to get to her weyr there were flight rooms in the Bowl for this purpose.

She stood on the sand by the lake watching her green in the skies. Vaylee was not nervous about the flight anymore. She was ready to have a good time. Cupith too seemed more than happy to let out some of her tense frustration pent up since the attack and use the flight as an outlet.

Cupith’s flight lust began to overcome her own private thoughts. There were men approaching her but she made no real note of who they were. If they were below Cupith’s notice then they were below her own. The small green was speedy and agile taking the opportunity of being ahead to prove it. The skies were hers to claim as was her freedom and she would claim them. The green began by spiraling upward then twisting to the right side.

Diving a few feet she ended up closer to the males who followed her. Cupith took the opportunity to tease them one at a time. Smoothly gliding close to brown Oreth, she lightly touched her wing tips to his before pushing off with her wings and moving to her left out of his reach. Then she caught sight of Osirith and trailed her tail along his back then flying above and out of his reach at top speed. Spiraling back down she came across Hadeth and flew in a tight circle around the blue’s body, letting the air from her wings brush against his hide.

She flew off before he would have time to register what had just happened. Cupith was a quick little thing. Flying then towards Aloroth she let herself glide close enough that her right wing tip trailed along the underside of his tail before she dove to the left. Her wings were pumping hard when she began to gain height again. Above the boys she crooned, Catch me if you can.

Vaylee followed the motions of her green teasing one of the men at a time, though a couple were out of her reach. The young woman was feeling the heat of the moment and couldn’t care less who was actually there. All of them were male and dragonriders and that was plenty enough for her.

There was nothing to worry her pretty blonde head about. The game was on and she was thoroughly enjoying it. Male attention seemed to always please her anyway. One might say she was as shameless as a green dragon when it came to males.

[hbk]

F'ren had quickly changed direction after the flight started, and soon found himself standing just behind Vaylee, the scent of her wafting to him on the breeze. Every nerve ending in his body and all of his senses seemed to be heightened and on alert now that Aloroth was in the air. The brown had plenty of stamina, but could he be as agile as the blues? No, but because of his smaller size he wasn't far off, and besides that, Aloroth counted himself a pretty smooth talker.

Come, beautiful Cupith, let me show you what a dragon can only learn through experience! Aloroth's voice was rich and enticing. The brown was probably one of the oldest dragons in the flight, and he'd learned a thing or two about how to please a green over the Turns. Aloroth's mahogany hide gleamed in the sunlight, a tempting sight.

[Na Qaiah]

K'dan almost fell down as the caress from the soaring greens tail carressed his back. His back, no no Osiriths back. It was quickly becoming hard to tell where his body was compared to his dragons. It didn't matter at the moment. Rith was right, they needed this flight. He gave up thinking and put all thoughts into feeling. He silently urged his lifemate on.

Bellowing in pleasure as thee greens tail carassen his back, Osirith changed directions just as quick as the teasing green did. Come my pretty Cupith, you want someone much younger and quicker then some old brown.[/color] he called sweetly as he executed a perfect loop de loop before winging hard to catch up. He only had eyes for one thing, catching the beautiful Cupith

[freya]

Oreth felt the wing tip of the beautiful Cupith touching him and then disappear to touch another. He was bugling at the challenge that the feisty green presented and noticed that she was gaining height. The brown dragon pumped his wings and soon was after the Cupith trying to match her height. His size was almost to his disadvantage because he wasn't as fast as the others. On the ground his rider was in the hallway as mating lust came over him and arrived at a door that he felt the pull from. The young dragonrider went into the room to see a beautiful woman and just leaned against the wall as the mating lust came over him.

A'on had fought it as long as he could then sought out where the lust was leading him. He went down long passageways till he arrived at a door then went inside to see a woman of great beauty and the other riders. The man leaned against a wall and comforted in the thought that his blue was very fast because of his size. Hadeth felt the green flirt with him on the wing tips then before he could react was off again and had to try to catch her. He saw that their more dragons that had joined the flight and then used his small size with the swift moment of his wings in hopes of catching her. Hadeth wanted the green dragon and was giving it his all to get her.

[HG]

The green felt the great strength with which she had begun with waning rapidly. She would have to make a choice and soon. Hmm but who had proven themselves worthy? They were all waiting for her to slip up so they could take her back with them to the land far beneath their beating wings. Cupith continued to toy with them flying one direction and flip-turning in another. She was a speedy little thing and she was using this speed to her advantage. The males would be able to sense that she was slowing ever so slightly.

She may be small but she was going to make them work for this. Gliding above most of the males she took the opportunity to think about the ones she preferred. Being one of the more loving and sweet dragons at the weyr she found making these decisions rather hard. Even her rider had no real preference for who caught them. They were all handsome men and she felt drawn to each of them. The green decided to try to tease them a little more.

The green had made one fatal error in her plans to outfly them all. Cupith was not sure how it had even happened looking back. She knew one second she was taunting one of the browns who chased and the next he had trapped her wing under his. Vaylee felt strong arms come around her lifting her off of the ground, carrying her to one of the flight rooms. Areth’s win was a surprise to all for he had been rather quiet since the beginning. Although no less a competitor.

Cupith felt her need and desire overcome her confusion as she finally completed her first mating flight.

((Thank you all for the flight! I did a random roll of the dice. Since there were four competitors I entered two NPCs. Each dragon was assigned a number alphabetically. Unfortunately rolled NPC Areth who is up for adoption. Again thank you! ))