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Post by Bookworm on Oct 15, 2009 18:42:16 GMT -6
Burena stood in the weyrbowl, watching as the Ash and her mate flew away together, necks and tails twined. The Flight had been a real spectacle. It just made Burena admire the dragons more. She wondered if the Ash was a clutching dragon. Maybe there would be a Hatching soon.
As the dragons disappeared into the distance, Burena looked away from the sky, blinking as her eyes adjusted. The Flight left her with a funny feeling. She just didn't want to be alone right now. Smiling enticingly, she looked around for someone to talk to.
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Post by IceFire on Oct 19, 2009 7:00:34 GMT -6
A seventeen year old boy stood there in wonder as he had watched the flight progress. When the female Onxy had decided her victor he had finally been able to tear his brown eyes away from the scene and having a strange kind of feeling that lingered in his body. As the talk boy looked around he spotted a female near by that he had guess had been there for the flight. He thought he had seen her some where before. He walked over to her as he thanked the shells that his white bangs were covering his eyes. "H..h.hello, my n..name is Jesslaw. Whats your n..name" Jesslaw studdered softly with his eyes on her face cursing himself for the studdering.
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