Time together {Ria}

[amber]

S'nar was glad that the eggs had hatched. It had been a successful hatching. All the dragonettes had impressed and none were injured. A few candidates and new weyrlings had been hurt, but nothing too bad. The young gold had picked a good rider. Miana seemed to have a good head on her shoulder. And a Bronze had been the first out.

But right now S'nar wasn't focused on them. The youngsters were probably sleeping with their new riders oiling the hides. No he was focused on his mate. He had left the hatching a few moments before Ria so he could prepare their weyr. He had managed to get ahold of flower petals and spread them around. He also had a very rare scented candle which he'd light when she made it to the room.

Ci could you please ask Ria to come to our weyr? He asked the Bronze who was ready to escort his own mate into the sky for the first time since 2 weeks before she clutched. Henareth please tell yours that S'nar wishes her to join him our weyr. And I wish you to join me in the air for a flight The dragon told his mate, love atleast as close to love as a dragon could get, filling his voice...

[Ria]

Ria had indeed been the last one standing on the empty grounds with Henareth as they watched the dragonets and their new riders hobble out of the grounds. She laid one hand on her dragon's shoulder and the other oh her growing stomach. She would have her own sort of a hatching in due time. That made her smile, she would have to see Anton- No, she had to remember- A'ton. He would be too involved with the little one for now though, so she would have to wait. She wasn't pained or pressured, it was just that you were supposed to get checkups now and again.

Henareth bugled then and spread her wings, preparatory to flight and Ria backed up a little so that her queen could take off. Henareth swung her head around then and pierced her rider with happy blue whirring eyes. S'nar wishes you to join him in your weyr. I am off to fly.[/i][/color] With that she leaped into the air, gaining altitude to soar with her mate. She crooned to him and Ria smiled. She was a little confused though, if S'nar had wanted to go to the weyr together, why had he not waited for her? No matter, she had to reason to want to lounge around the feast, she had found that some of the common folk had a harder time with dragonrider morals when "dragon seed" was so apparent when one's belly rounded.

Slowly she made her way out of the grounds and to the stairs. As she entered the cavernous opening of the weyr she was caught by an odd, floral scent. She walked past Henareth's couch and swept the curtain aside, "S'nar, why didn't you..." Her sentence trailed off as she looked at the thousands of petals strung around the weyr, lending their odors to the air. She was completely stunned and shocked as she stood in the doorway, still holding the parted curtain.

[amber]

Cinenth crooned to the gold as she joined him in the air. Where to? he asked her. Where ever his gold wanted to go he'd follow.

S'nar heard Ria climbing the stairs and tried to hurry to find a way to light the candles, but found he's forgotten to bring up a small flame. So when she pushed the curtain open and prepared to scold him he grinned and covered the distance to her quickly. He swept her up in his arms and allowed a wide grin to grace his face. "What I can't plan something? I wouldn't have left you with no reason." he told her before gently kissing her and holding her for a moment before gently placing her on the bed and continuing to kiss her...

[Ria]

Anywhere with you. the great queen crooned to her mate. Slowly she did a sweeping pass next to him and rubbed her head along his shoulder. Her wings beat faster as she lead him higher into the air, reveling in the freedom from the sands. She hadn't resented it, but it was good fly.

Ria giggled as she was swept up into his arms and kissed tenderly, making sure to release the curtain. She stroked the sides of his face, glad that she could have the love of this man, and that she could love one such as him as well. Her fingers traced his lips as he spoke and she smiled. "You seem to be the true romantic, dear. And I know that you wouldn't leave me. " She allowed herself to be laid down with the knowledge that he would never leave her, even when their dragons were not joined. She knew that it wasn't the weyrleadership that held him to her, it was love. Their baby still kicked, stretching and with a smile she stopped the kiss with a finger held agains his lips. She slowly pulled one of his hands to her stomack and laid it over the exact spot where the baby kicked, so for the first time, S'nar could feel his baby move.

[amber]

Cinenth crooned to his mate. Yep he'd chase for for as long as he could unless he fell from the sky dead he'd chase her. He beat his wings slightly harder so that he could follow her higher into the sky. He was certain that she was enjoying this fly after all, she'd been on the sands for 5 weeks and was probably ready to leave.

S'lon smiled as he continued kissing her. He loved her and even if her gold allowed herself to be caught by another he would always be with her. He'd even share her if he really had to, but he doubted that would ever happen. He was enjoying feeling her body and the love radiating from her. Then she stopped the kiss and placed his hand on her growing belly. He waited for a moment and then it happened. He felt her stomach move as their child kicked out. A childish grin over took his face as he chuckled softly. It was amazing. He'd never felt anything like it at all. "That's incredible" he said

[Ria]

Henareth crooned back at her mate and climbed higher, higher than she could have with her rider. The air was thin up here and Ria needed more oxygen to breath than this. She reveled in the flight, these "free-flights" with her mate, riderless, were what she was limited too until Ria had her own baby. Ria had explained it and Henareth had not liked the idea but could see the necessity, so she dared to go high and fly lazily with her mate.

Ria smiled in delight at his reaction. It was something she had wanted to share with him from the first moment that the little being inside her began to move. She snuggled closer into his chest and held him tight, her ear pressed over his chest, his heartbeat strong as it gave him life, "He is strong, our little one. Strong as his father, and cleaver too." She didn't know to call him by that, but it just felt right, that she would have a little boy. She craned her neck up then and kissed his jawline, so tenderly that he could not mistake it for lust, but for love. That wasn't enough for her though and she saught his lips and before she kissed him, she murmmured against then, "I love you, Dear Heart."

[amber]

Cinenth bugled to the gold as she rose higher and higher. He followed her faithfully mimicking her every movement with one of his own. His great bronze wings pressed harder giving him a burst of speed that allowed him to fly above her where he managed to gracefully barrel roll around her. He too enjoyed it high up like this. It may be abit harder to fly, but it felt so good. Their riders would be unable to withstand the lack of air, but they could.

S'nar wrapped his arms around his mate and pulled her slightly closer as she snuggled into him. "Seems that way and free spirited as his mother." he said wondering why she thought it was a boy, but never mind that thought, right now it was about the mother-to-be that was wrapped in his arms. He loosened his hold when she began to move. A slight shiver went all the way down his spine at the kiss. And when her lips sought his, his greeted them and he kissed her back. "I love you too." he said softly, his voice slightly husky with love.

[Ria]

OOC:// OMG i feel horable. My computer blocked me from this site and I couldn't fix it. Finaly my cousin came and made it work. I am sooooo sorry!


Henareth watched him fly around her, sideslipping through the clouds in a graceful reaction to his moves. He was a truely amazing flyer, and not only when his blood was up durring mating. The air was so thin and cool that she their breaths clouded as they let them out. Without warrning, she rolled over so that she slid underneath him. Locking tallons with him, hoping that he would trust her she fell backwards and let herself fall. They were so high that this would be a thrill that they would rarely experience.

Ria was dekughted that he would so freely vocalize how he felt about her. Many of the men she had been with would never tell her how they felt, or would lie through their teeth to get her to do something or be someone else. S'nar spoke from his heart and that made her love him even more. She hated to stop this moment, but they were needed. With the skill she had learned from being a queen rider so many years, she rolled herself and S'nar over. She kneeled by his side and smiled down at him. She leaned down, her lips hung over his, her hair hanging in a black currly curtain around them. Will a little peck on his lips she spoke softly, "As much as I would like to sit here with you all evening, we are needed downstairs for the feast. Remember?" She did not want to leave, but that was the trouble with being the weyrleaders, they were always needed.

[amber]

((OOC: Don't feel bad. Now I feel bad, Firefox crashed and couldn't recover my tabs so I didn't reopen this one until like now so now I'm late))

Cinenth crooned to his mate as he two watched ice crystals form from their breath and then slowly drift away. The world truly was different this high up. Nothing reacted as it should and yet it reacted exactly right. He watched as she slipped in and out of the clouds and he copied her yet again. Only until she flipped over and headed for him he slowed to wait and see what his lovely mate had planned. When she locked talons with him and began to fall he flared his wings slightly to cause them to spiral slowly as they fell rapidly.

S'nar couldn't help but stare lovingly into the eyes of his mate. He knew he'd never leave her, but for maybe a night or two if Henareth allowed herself to be caught by any other then Cinenth. If she did he would allow Ria's flight lust, but would do his best to suppress his own. When she rolled them over he smiled and chuckled softly, but then she got up and leaned into him. He waited expecting a kiss, but received only a peck. He sighed as she spoke. Yes they did need to get to the feast, but he just wanted to love her. With an other sigh he rose from the bed and went to put on his best gatherwear and pulled her's out as well, though it probably wouldn't fit any longer.

[Ria]

Henareth reveled in the fall, cupping her wings like her wonderful mate so that she helped ceate the spiral. Henareth kept a strong hold on her emotions though, not letting them seap over to Ria. Ria didn't like these sudden dives as much as she herself did, and Henareth had gotten the impression that scaring her bond partner was a bad idea especially as she was expecting. She let out a bugle though, relieving pend up joy and enthusiasm.

Ria smiled at that little sigh of his, thwarted but resigned. She watched with a smile as he moved to the chest that held their clothing. She couldn't wait to see him in his hatching finery, and even more excited to show him what she had contrived. As he pulled out her own gown she smiled slyly, "Now Love, You can't truly believe that that would still fit." The teasing tone lingered in her voice. She crawled off of the bed then, a little awkwardly, but managed well enough. As she disappeared around a curtained partition she had had in her room for years, she spoke as she changed, "I couldn't see the point in having something made up special for this kind of an occasion. One nice thing about clothing made for gravid women is that they do not see much ware at one time. I found this in the storage caverns." She stepped out then in a simple long dress made of one of the finer materials. The cut was simple, but it was suitable and cool. It hung from the shoulders down and was secured with a long ribbon around her waist above her growing belly. The white dress fabric was hemmed with rich golden embroidering. She thought that it was pretty and she hopped he would too. "Well?" she asked as she twisted her hips to display the different folds.

[amber]

((Okay wow fail much?))

Cinenth tucked his wings ever so closer to his body forcing their spin tighter and tighter. He bugled with his wonderful mate as they fell, suddenly as the ground grew close he threw his wings open and not only stopped their fall, but even manged to carry them slightly higher into the sky. But after a short distance of flying again he found a wonderful rocky spot and landed to sun a little away from the hustle and bustle of the weyr.

He turned to face her as he smoothed out the nearly white hide tunic. It had been tailored to fit the man and the designed had been pressed in and then filled with an almost black dye causing the intricate dragons to stand out bold and crisp. The black black pulled the designs out even more. And his simple solid black trousers finished off the look. He grinned at her as he waited to see what she thought of it. He chuckled softly at her comment about her own finery not fitting. "True. Very true. So m'dear what have you planned?" he askes, but with a word she was up and moving around the room. But the dress she donned fit her well and matched not only the situation, but his own outfit as well. "I love it. It suits you and we match." he said before walking to her side and offering his arm for her to take. "Shall we then?"

[Ria]

Henareth snapped her wings open as well and released the grip they held on each other. Together, unbound she continued the spiral with him and bugled loud and clear with her joy of the fall. As Cinenth landed she touched down too, folding her wings smartly. She gently stroked her head on his shoulder, a loving caress. Choosing the widest space on the rocky platform, Henareth lay down and spread herself out on the warm sun-heated stone, her wings drooping from her back. They could sunbath here for a long time before returning, their riders would be too busy with the feast to miss them. She preferred it that way though, staying this secluded with Cinenth.

Ria looked at S'nar with a small amount of awe, "You look very handsome, Dear." She walked up to him and outlined the black dragon with the tip of her finger. It was a beautiful rendering with proper proportions. She smiled up at him then and kissed him, "I am so glad we don't clash." she teased, merriment dancing in her eyes. Knowing that the little kisses had to stop for a while, she took her place at his side, sliding her hand around his proffered arm. Her mind then turned to the feast ahead. "I don't look forward to having to comfort those unlucky ones. But the joy of the others should balance it all out. It makes me think of the day Henareth and I partnered." She talked as they walked, headed for outside and the feast.