liek OMGZORS HEART! *cough* ^_^;; -- Hatching Sands

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Date Posted: 15:49:50 06/10/05 Fri
Author: Kuorisse and Xaloth
Subject: liek OMGZORS HEART! *cough* ^_^;;
In reply to: Wessae~Shrineth, Xaloth 's message, "Nothing greater, 24" on 22:05:29 06/01/05 Wed

She had been aware of the applause when it occurred, but determined as she was to assist the Healer, Kuorisse had kept her eyes focused upon the task at hand, and had not turned to see the Gold's Hatching. This vast noise from the Stands had rung so loudly in her ears that she could not hear the steady approach of the final hatchling as he proudly stalked across the Sands. It is the Blue's firm nudge into her side that turns her, and she jerks her head around with a start, half-expecting further direction from the Weyrwoman who had been instructing her before the cacophony of congratulations. But a soft breathless "Oh...� escapes from Kuorisse's rounded lips as her mind suddenly recognizes the perfectly sculpted azure head for what it was.

The world around her is strangely silent now as the beautiful creature lifts his head, glistening muzzle still damp from the ivory cage from which he had so newly freed himself. His eyes swirl a shade of aquamarine, both pleased with his choice, and yet unafraid to share his hunger with that slightest tinge of aggravated yellow amongst the serene blue. However, this coloration of the eyes is more for personal demonstration. The Blue knows Kuorisse feels his emotions as her own, and he hers. His muzzle lifts slightly towards her own, the wet hot breath of his exhalation acknowledgement of this recognition of her present. She staggers forward on burnt knees to meet him, arms wrapping about his perfect arching neck. At her touch around his glistening body, their shared sensations of the present grow into the dragon�s sudden cognizance of Kuorisse�s memories of the past and hopes for the future. Xaloth murmurs slightly at this, his soft response to the energy of Impression that flows from his mind to his heart and back to again. Kuorisse makes no sound, for she loves him with every fiber of her being before she can even think clearly enough to realize it.

The Weyrwoman is speaking again, but Kuorisse does not hear Wessae, nor see anything beyond the motions of her mouth in an odd, hazy kind of backdrop that only highlights the glory of her lifemate. Kuori�s heart is pounding so hard that she hears it in her skull, but this is swiftly replaced by the recognition of words that had formed in her mind, the words of a voice that was not her own.

Has your purpose ended now, Kuorisse?

The innocence and patience in the words pull the girl back to reality. She shakes her head slightly, and then smiles warmly at the tilted questioning face, drawing away from her dragon only the distance necessary to climb to her feet. Her hand remains upon the sturdy cobalt back as they begin to walk together, and she gestures once in the direction of the Bowl as she responds with a grin.

�On the contrary Xaloth, I think it has just begun.�

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