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Date Posted: 20:37:41 01/01/06 Sun
Author: Hythe(Ith)
Subject: Because Deystar is taking too sharding long to reply

((Plus, she said I could! Warning- this flight is closed, open only to C'lin. Plotness is wonderful. I am now rambling.))

Hythe spread the last bit of oil on Ith's hide, and doubled over, coughing. Fanning her hands in front of her nose dispelled the fumes of the oil, but Hythe still felt nauseated...
Hythe...
The woman looked at her green, and gasped. Ith was glowing, and not just with the normal gleam of health.
What is it? Ith cried, her foreleg creating a ramp for Hythe to scramble up.
"You're about to fly!" Hythe shouted, unaware if anyone around heard her.
They ascended the skies, climbing high quickly, and beating towards the feeding grounds at a far faster and urgent pace han they had ever flown before.
All uncertainity and fear was banished from Iths mind, but not so from Hythe's. The green made a few false passes at a few bucks, before descending on one. Taking the split second that Ith was close enough to the ground, Hythe slid from her dragon as fast as she could. Her breeches- old, patched, and faded- were slick and coated with the oil she had just finished spreading, but Hythe was hardly concerned with that.
BLOOD IT! Sharding dragon-child, blood it!
It was a contest of wills as Hythe had never before experienced. For a terrifying moment- two- three- it seemed that Ith would win. But Hythe bore down on the green with her desperate command, and overcame her desire for hot, steaming meat. Hythe simultaneously craved the hot, steaming meat, fought Ith so that she wouldn't, and nearly threw up because of it. But the fully-grown green fastened her teeth on the neck of the buck, and sucked it dry.
Screaming a defiant cry, Ith rose the skies, gleaming a bright green.

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