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Date Posted: 18:41:07 02/26/02 Tue
Author: Evelene and Palirth || T'yin and Viouth
Subject: ...or your name scans to green-wings...
In reply to: S'sha and Kylith 's message, "Eeeeevil Threeeeead." on 18:33:29 02/26/02 Tue

~The semi-experienced greenrider ducks a faceful of char as Palirth swoops and rises to avoid another clump. Viouth, get that, she calls to the lower and younger green, swerving to let another clump pass harmlessly by before belching a powerful flame to fry a frighteningly large tangle. The queen says it falls wrongly, the green reports to her rider, whose grim face shows her concentration. ^I know. The wind is really strong, especially up here.^ By the looks of it, it's stronger below. Kylith and S'sha have both been scored. ^WHAT!?^ Yes. They continue to fight! The young woman proceeds to swear colorfully as Palirth scorchs more Thread. Lightly floating on several air currents, the shining dragon fulfills her only purpose - to kill Thread and protect Pern from total annihilation.~

T'yin, pale eyes wide, simply hangs on as Viouth flames the two clumps that Palirth missed. Already out of formation, the powerful dragon doesn't bother trying to stay in it, just staying aware of where her fellow beasts are around her. Hang on, the green orders her rider as she hurtles into a brief but terrifyingly-close-to-falling-Thread dive, flaring and winking into between before the grey stuff can consume the leathery membrane of her wings. Flashing back in, a good half-dragonlenth behind the heavy Fall, Viouth soars forward, flaming leisurely with her rider hanging on for sheer life.

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