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Date Posted: 23:11:32 11/29/03 Sat
Author: D'ris � Obitusth
Subject: � Alone in the Dark �

D'ris shuffled along, his hair turning a slight blue as he became exposed to the sunlight. Obitusth, his small bronze, walked beside him, his hide shining a golden-brown in the near-black mix. Opalescent eyes swirled softly as he creeled for food, even though he was a bit tired. Both stopped as D'ris picked up a bucket full of meat. He placed it in front of his bronze, and looked to his dragonet lovingly, watching him flap his wings before pouncing on his food. obitusth still couldn't fly, but he would more then likely be one of the fastest since he was the samllest, but there were a few big ones that were fast.
As Obitusth chowed happily on his food, D'ris stood there, silently looking around him at the other riders and weyrlings that fed their dragons either by bucket or by the herdbeasts that stampeded as a few dragons flew over them to pick their next meal.
One day, Obitusth would fly just like that, with his hide shinging beautifully and his wingspan spread out to the fullest, swooping down with graceful ease to catch his meal. But for now he was still a cute, still growing hatchling that just ate alot and slept alot. But he'd soon grow out of it to where he was like those mature fully grown dragons.

Obitusth lifted his wedge-shaped head that was the size of D'ris torso, and looked at him with clear satisifaction.
[Done. Can we go sleep now?]
[Sleep? but you just woke up!]
[Yeah. But since I can't fly or go between right now, eat and sleep seems to be the only option available, mine.]
[Okay, but don't become a lazybone when you grow up, okay?]
[Oh all right.]
Obitusth strolled beside his rider gracefully, still a bit of awkwardness showig in his steps. Being only five days old, he still couldn't fly and he still had a few misplaced steps, but not when he first can out, being the last hatchling to hatch and the smallest.
The pair slowly walked off, headed back to their weyr.

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