First Flight -- The Central Field

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Date Posted: 21:27:08 03/03/03 Mon
Author: Jeleta.:.Kymalae
Subject: First Flight

The dantelope runs onto the filed, her silver kilven following her playfully, nipping at her cape, although much larger than she was a cub. The kilven is growing fast, and she is as big as Jeleta know. She grabs Jeleta's cape and rips it off her shoulders. Jeleta steals the cape and spreads her draconic wings, flying up into the blue sky. "Come and get it now." she says to the dragon. Bravely, the silver spreads her wings and launches up into the sky using her poweruful hindquarters. She beats her wings akwardly, but manages to stay aloft. ~I'm flying.~ she says to Jeleta as she gives a bugle of triumph. Tears form in Jeleta's eyes as her linked takes its first flight. The akward flapping of her wings turn into slow, powerful strokes as she flies triumphantly over the golden grass. She dives down and flies, her belly skimming the golden grass of the field. She lands gracefully on the ground, Jeleta next to her, tears flowing openly down her face as she hugs her kilvens powerful neck. ~I can carry you, my rider.~the kilven says proudly. "Are you sure?" Jeleta asks, her voice proud but full of worry for her kilven. ~Indeed I am.~ says the kilven confidently. For the first time, Jeleta mounts the kilvens back, and holds tghtly to the short silver fur. She is thrown foreward as the kilven launches herself into the air. ~I am truly sorry.~ the kilven says, realising what she had done. "It is nothing dearest." Jeleta says, feeling the muscles ripple under her kilvens hide. She lets out a whoop of joy as they dart through the clouds. " Let's go!" Jeleta yells.

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