Fly me to the moon {Xerith's Flight}

[riki]

It was a nice enough day outside, even the thunderstorms had let off for awhile ... which was good for her because she could no longer resist the growing urge to fly within her. Turning her head she looked back at Zanira whom was working at her table, obviously working out the next weeks candidate chores and updating the room assignments to accommodate the influx of new candiates. 'Mine, I need to go rise now ... I can't hold off any longer' Purple hues swirled slowly through her previously green eyes as she addressed her rider, after all she didn't think it was polite for her to leave their weyr without even saying anything - especially when random men started showing up when their dragons rose to chase her. Zanira looked up from her work at the green's words, her head nodding lightly to affirm she had heard her partner and had accepted what would happen.

With the green light to go the dark colored female moved out to the landing pad outside their weyr, her wings opening to test the wind as her head tilted backward to let out a loud bugle. With that done she launched herself into the air without bothering to go blood, after all what was the point when she didn't need to fuel her flight and get laden with eggs. Another bugle left her as she called to the males, males that she hoped would answer her call despite the fact that they wouldn't father eggs. It had been a worry of Xerith's for some years, and she guessed it was time to see what males would be interested in her ... and she hoped that one male in particular would show up to chase her.

Of course, she wasn't going to have any favorites and any male that chased her had just as much a chance as any other male. There where plenty of males to chose from in the weyr, and she felt the anticipation running through her body as she flapped her wings to lift her body high into the air. Once there she circled lazily on the air thermals, her tail twisting like a rudder to help her balance her body as she glided slowly in the air as she waited for the first males to make their appearance. There was no sense in wasting energy while she was on her own, and she'd need every scrap of energy if she was going to enjoy herself.

It was a wonderful afternoon, and it was going to get better!

[Night]

Ildardeth had been sunning himself outside when he heard her calls. The brown looked up at her form, taking in the beauty that was there. The missed flight he had participated in a while ago still stung though. Would he have better chances with her? Perhaps.....yes! Yes, he would! Getting to his feet the brown roared an answer to his challenge and spread his wings wide. He'd chase her to the ends of Pern if he had to. He was hers, everything from his tail to his wings. The dragon became airborn, reaching his wingspan out so that he could gain altitude. He was coming for her. He was coming to chase after her.

Turning swiftly, he spun around a few times for her to admire him hopefully. After all, for a brown he was fairly agile. More on par with larger blues than most would think. It made sense though, his wings weren't broad like most males, but angled. His body was lithe and flexible. Roaring again just in the pure pleasure of the flight, Ildardeth focused on his green's form. Go my beauty. Lead on this chase, I will follow. Give me a challenge, and I will fulfill it. He crooned lovingly to her as he swept his wings against the air.

In his weyr, N'kron woke up from a cat-nap he'd been taking. Looking around it took him only moments to understand. A green was flying again. Quickly reaching out to Ildardeth, N'kron asked for the rider's weyr. Ah, so it was Zanira's Xerith that Ildardeth now chased. Nodding his head, N'kron got up and made his way to her room. Dipping his head in greeting, the young man stayed nearby but while still giving the rider room. After all, this was her choice right now. Ildardeth crooned in agreement as he started to humm slightly for his Green Queen. Yes she was a Queen, even if she did not lay eggs.

[Zara]

Aandielth looked up from the Weyr Heights as he saw the dark green form of Xerith. He would have her. He had been waiting for this day. He had been waiting for this moment. He was determined he would win. It is Xerith. I will chase and I will have her! Get yourself to Zanira's weyr! It was an order. It was determination. He took off with a great beat of his Bronze wings, starting to sing to her from that moment. Let her show interest in him! He had a great interest in her! She was the holder of his beating heart!

D'nalis stopped what he was doing immediately and ran quickly to they weyr as instructed, entering the room and taking up a position close to her, but not too close, not even consciously aware of N'kron's presence in the weyr. He only had eyes for the absolute loveliness of Zanira, the rider he had grown closer and closer to with time. He bowed to her deeply, placing a hand over his hear.t He would have kissed her then if he had had no self-control, which, of course, he was a man with quite a bit of self-control.

He felt his mind taken up with his dragon, but a part of him remained in the weyr with Zanira, highly aware of her, his eyes scanning her face, her hair, her body, her eyes. So beautiful... She was so amazing... Inside and out.

Embraeth bugled to the green he now chased. A Queen like no other. Though she would not clutch, though she was not a mother of dragons, she was a Queen! A Queen beyond all others. She was the Queen of Pern as far as he was concerned! Let the others try! He would do his best. He would compete! He would earn the right to be her King. He flared his large bronze wings, opening them as wide as they would go, stretching them as he beat the air.

[riki]

Two males chasing her! It wasn't much, but she wasn't about to complain at all ... after all she could have had no one chasing her. Bugling in delight she looked over the brown, Irdareth if she remembered correctly, and threw a draconian wink in his direction. He wasn't a bad looking specimen she had to admit, and she was delighted that he had decided to chase her. Next she turned her head to watch as a familiar bronze flew into sight, and her heart soared with delight when she spotted him ... it was Aandielth and he was here to chase her! Xerith had been worried for a moment there that he wouldn't show up at all. Offering a final bugle the green tilted her body into the wind, spiraling quickly up into the air. Like all greens she was graceful on the wing, and fast to go with it! It would be a test for both her pursuers to keep up with her.

Back in her weyr Zanira watched as first N'kron and then D'nalis appeared in her weyr, and she found herself wishing she'd payed more attention to the prooding Xerith ... at least then her weyr might have been in a more organised state. Blushing and heated with Xerith's lust she turned in an attempt to organised the papers on the table, only to throw them to the floor in her hazed state. Well that was rather awkward, blinking slowly the woman looked up at the two males with darkened eyes in a rather predatory fashion as her mind wandered to what she might do with one of them upon her desk. It was a thought that came right from stage left, as she wasn't generally a person to think such things as that.

Sure she thought sexy thoughts like every other adult, but never this! This had something to do with Xerith and she would lecture the ear off that dragon the next day once all of the lust had been dealt with.

[Night]

Ildardeth crooned encouragement as the green pushed on. He would follow her as far as she allowed it. The bronze was a minor concern really to her. What mattered was the beautiful green. Twisting as she did, the brown tried to show off his agility and acrobatics. He wasn't one so much for stamina like others of his color and higher, but his lithe body was great for trick flying. Punching his long wings against the air, he opened his mouth and twisted his neck. If he had flame he would have shot it out no doubt. However, his belly was empty of that, and so nothing came. Still, he thought at least to himself that his image was wonderful and powerful. Something, that Ildardeth never really did. It shocked himself to be honest, and the male quickly went back to flying normally more or less. He didn't like standing out, no he was a silent hunter and needed to act as such.

Following the female, Ildardeth ceased to pose and prance for the green, but instead flew straight out after her. She had no mind to end this soon it seemed, and the brown was happy with her choice. Crooning to her lovingly, the young dragon beat his wings and sent him on. He twisted around, looping to one side of her. Let the bronze take the other, or even linger farther behind. He wanted to really chase her. More than that, he wanted to challenge her as she was challenging him! Let us race my lovely green. Show me how magnificent you are! Challenge me to outfly you, for I am doubtful it can be done.

[Zara]

The Bronze hissed at the Brown. This green was his Queen. My love, I am here to Chase you in your magnificent Flight. Challenge me! I will Chase you until my wings fall to the ground below us! He crooned to her and turned, mimicking her as well as he could and showing off what he could, he attempted to shine to her. To outshine the Brown, though... There was no comparison to the green who flew before him. No comparison to the beauty she was.

He sang for her, the most beautiful of Greens with a wonderfully dark hide like no other. Xerith... He hoped she would choose him. But it would be her choice. It would always be her choice.

He crooned to her.

In the weyr D'nalis watched Zanira, noting every angle of her face, the beauty of her eyes, her hair, the tilt of her nose, her mouth, the deep predatory nature of her current expression. She was beautiful. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He felt a tenseness in his muscles and a growing tension in his core even as his mind soared above the world with his dragon, eyes for the green, whirling purple and red.

[riki]

So the males wanted her to challenge them? Very well so be it! Sure she may be big and bulky but that didn't mean that she was slow, far from it! Turning her head she called out to the two males, her voice light and teasing 'If you want me, come and get me' with that said she tucked her wings, dropping suddenly from the sky to fall below them before opening her wings with a delighted tinkling laugh that seemed to match the light wind that carried the sound back up to the pair. She felt free, freer then she had in days ... and it felt good to stretch her wings. Of course this was no casual flight, and she found herself flying fast and hard into the wind, her eyes partially closed in delightedly of the words that the males where using to woo her. Xerith was just like any other woman, and enjoyed complements of her beauty and capabilities. Turning she angled to the right, veering off to put more space between herself and the two males that where behind her.

As Aandielth sang so too did she, her feminine croon playing a gentle counter part to his male bass, and after a while she called to Ildardeth 'sing with us Ildardeth, let us serenade the weyr with our song of love' her tail whipped through the air, the air movement creating a light crack sound as she rolled casually in the air, showing the pair the underside of her belly in a teasing manner. Who would have thought a mother figure such as herself could be so scandalous? She was upside down for only a moment, and that was all she needed to tease the pair before continuing her forward flight through the air. Crooning lightly she could now feel the presence of Zanira as their minds melded into one, and she could feel her human teeter as she saw the world through Xerith's eyes and emotions ... something that the human wasn't used to in such strength before.

Both Xerith and Zanira smiled, and Zanira was sure that her eyes would be shaded with hues of purple if she was a dragon. But she was a human and the most her eyes did was look over at her suitors hungrily.

[Night]

Ildardeth crooned as Xerith, beautiful wonderful Xerith, spoke to him again. He didn't care that she was also speaking to the bronze. Just the mere thought that she wanted any part of him enough to talk back was great. Reveling in that feeling, the brown tumbled from his higher spot to where she was below. He wasn't about to catch her, and to make that fact known, he kept his legs close to his body. Instead his wings swept out, catching his form not far above hers. Still, the green was fast and she was soon farther away again. Smiling himself, the young dragon warbled as his eyes swirled a happy violet and blue mixture.

He wanted her, ached for her. His was the same with Hers even. She may not know him as well, but he was here for her if she wanted. As for singing, Ildardeth gladly opened his mouth. Of course I will sing my dear Green...my wonderful, beautiful Green. If you keep flying, I'll keep chasing. If you keep asking, I will of course keep singing. You are the reason for any song to leave my throat. You are the reason I beat my wings now against the wind in pursuit. The brown crooned gently, a purr almost to the dragoness. Mixing his own song in with the bronze's and green's, he twirled in the air for it. Come dance with me Xerith. Come dance with me as we sing! Won't you join me now? The brown's offers were risky, and perhaps too much for a young male that normally was shy. The way he voiced it though...he was hoping to fill it with fun and gentle sweetness. Of sunshine and song, of love and admiration. It wasn't so much a dark desire, as a light promise.

On the ground, N'kron watched Zanira. He smiled as she moved around and her movements mixed and melded with her dragon's. She was so..perfect. Reaching out, the young man stopped short. No, it was her choice. Still, he moved around her, unable to stay still any longer. His eyes didn't even stray from her form to the other rider's. He wasn't even there as far as N'kron was concerned. Humming to the tune his dragon was making, the brownrider held out his hand. "Won't you dance with me Zanira. Lovely, strong, wonderful, Zanira?"

[Zara]

He did not hesitate as he folded his wings and fell through the air after her, feeling it against his hide. It was a glorious feeling, but it was one that he did not notice for the dark green he was chasing was the focal point of his thoughts, of his attention, of his very heart beat now. Loveliest queen of these skies, I will follow you as you fly on your graceful wings if you lead me even to the very ends of Pern! He crooned again and continued to follow, doing all he could to Impress this dragoness.

He followed her, but he did not just follow. He showed off with every dip of his wings, attempting to complement her own movements. His voice moved and dropped and sang and soared, a complement to her own. She was beauty. He was the one chasing that beauty. She could have him if only she wanted him.

He continued to sing, his desire for her growing with every wingbeat. He spread his wings wider and flew harder. He would give her all his energy, try his very hardest for her as she was more worthy than any other draogness could be for now and for always. He flew head on, full force forward. Come what may, he wished to prove himself to her.

My sweet Xerith, you are the beauty of the skies and songs, of the seas, the trees, the lands, mother and great flyer, queen and good leader. You are the reason my wings are beating, my heart is singing for you. I will chase and chase until you choose. You are the beauty I wish to dance with. You are the sunlight that warms hide, beautiful, warm, powerful. You are the gentle breeze, soft, wonderful, a powerful wind, swift and strong. You are graceful as a stream, flowing swiftly and softly without stumbling. Unlike the brown, his promises were fervent desires he wished to keep. The thoughts came from melded minds of Bronze and rider to a green and rider who had long since grabbed hold of their hearts. This was the Flight he had been waiting for. He wanted it to matter. He wanted it to be a victory. He wanted to prove himself. Most of all... he wanted her to choose him. And choose him in her next Flight as well, no matter that he would have to win her all over again.

D'nalis smiled at Zanira, his mind separating from Aandielth's for a moment, his expression was gentle, but tinged with a certain darkness that was named simply as desire. He slowly extended a hand to her. "Zanira... Would you like to dance with me tonight?" he asked her, just as he always did when eh came to visit her in her weyr for a dance, something that he knew she enjoyed and he did as well... something that, to him, was a promise he would keep for as long as he should be able to.

[riki]

She was delighted when the brown said that he wanted to sing for her, and enjoyed the sound of his voice as her bulky frame moved through the sky, it was almost as if she was dancing in the air to his words, but there was only so much grace that a frame like hers could possess. However she was enjoying herself and that was all that mattered in her thoughts, and she turned back toward the males, her body passing between them as she teased their senses with her close proximity to their bodies. As Xerith passed them she trailed her tail over first Ildardeth, and then Aandielth with a warbling croon. Then with no further interaction she was gone, her wings carrying her quickly up into the air. Instinct told her to get as high as high into the sky as possible, something which was quite the challenge as her wings where aching with the effort of working against the air currents. Xerith wished that she could have flown longer, but she was no gold and her endurance had never been the best in the weyr.

During her climb she mulled over the words of Aandielth, her eyes whirling as she knew that he meant every word of what he had said. If she where a human then she was sure that she would be blushing, after all he was complementing her so wonderfully ... something that very few males seemed to do. She guessed that she acted too motherly and that put off a few of the males in the weyr, something that she had not missed as she had never been the flirty kind of green that would have loved such attention. Tilting her head she looked back at the two males, and in that moment she reached her choice ... a choice that she was sure would have been quite predictable given her past interactions with the bronze. 'My dear Aandielth, I am none of those things without you. My wonderful, strong and handsome companion whom has captured my heart! I ask thee to come and catch me, my wings ache and I do so desire the warmth of your body" As she spoke she offered her body to the bronze whom likely wasn't that far behind her, her eyes whirling quickly as she anticipated his touch.

Far below her that same desire for closeness washed over Zanira, and she stumbled forward toward D'nalis to take his hand. She felt rather embarrassed by her clumsiness, but it was hard to walk straight when your thoughts where high up in the air. She could feel every sensation of lust from Xerith just as well as she could feel the air under the aching wings of her bond. Why the candidatemaster was sure that she should be flying around if these sensations where anything to go by, and she was surprised when she managed to respond somewhat coherently to D'nalis's question "I ... would love to dance with you"

With those words her body pressed to his, and all thoughts of the world slipped from her mind.