Was She Ready?

Writers: Avery, Heather
Date Posted: 8th February 2019

Characters: Erivana, K'yne
Description: Erivana's Seryth rises for the first time and her rider's not quite as prepared as she had let on...
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 8, day 13 of Turn 9
Notes: Mentioned: Lanniya

K'yne

Erivana knew that Seryth would be rising soon. A couple other greens
in their class had gone up during that final month of weyrlinghood,
before Blooding. But she'd been in the Queen's Wing for a couple
sevendays now, and nothing had happened. She was busy learning the
patterns of what live drills were, and then facing her first
Threadfall flaming it and not delivering sacks, and it was busy enough
that she didn't have time to think about anything else.

She knew from her apprenticeship that dragons had individual cycles,
much like their riders did. Greens rose after weyrlinghood was over,
and then approximately every three months. So every day she oiled her
green, and kept an eye on her hide color. After her talk with Lanniya,
she occasionally made half-hearted attempts to flirt with men or take
them home to her weyr. But nothing ever quite worked out.

One morning, she looked at Seryth's hide and noticed the green was a
little brighter than before. Or maybe it was a trick of the light.
Nothing happened, though. The next morning, she was on her way to
breakfast, mentally cursing at the way the snow was falling for the
sky. The weather report had said it would be heavy snow today and she
hated it. She missed River Bluff and the perpetual warmth so badly.
And then it happened.

Her green went from deeply asleep to fully awake in moments. }:I dare
you!:{ Seryth called, summoning male dragons in a loud mindvoice as
she threw herself off the ledge where she'd been sleeping. She hovered
in the air for a moment, indecisive, torn between a hunger for blood
and a hunger for the open sky - made her decision and dove rapidly
towards the feeding pens, striking a small wherry and tearing into it.

Erivana gasped aloud at the sensation that hit her, a desire to snap
her head forward and bite into something, feeling the hot flesh in her
mouth and the brones crunching under her teeth and the blood in her
throat. She managed to change course and stagger to the pens, staring
at her dragon. Seryth's kill had been messier than usual and her
pretty seafoam muzzle was coated in blood and she was hunched over her
wherry, snarling at a blue dragon who was too close to her. A brown
came in to catch something and Seryth raised her head and screamed at
him, too.

A hand landed on her shoulder and Erivana spun to face the man, a
blond she didn't know. "Don't touch me," she snarled out, feeling
crowded by him the way Seryth was feeling.

"Control your green. Don't let her eat. What is this, your first
flight?" the man asked, shaking her shoulder roughly.

K'yne couldn't believe that a full grown rider was so careless with
her own dragon. Hadn't she been paying attention to classes when she
was a Weyrling?

The shake and his words shocked her out of the defensiveness. Yes. It
was their first flight. And that meant - she spun to catch the eyes of
her green, a purple-red shade she hadn't seen before. "Seryth, blood!"
she said aloud. Her heart was racing now. This was important. She had
to get the green to blood.

The green bent her head down and sucked the blood from the neck.
Erivana felt it like it was going down her own throat, the
satisfaction of it, the way it met something in her. Glowing even
brighter now, the green discarded the wherry corpse, bugled, and then
flung herself into the sky. Immediately others were after her - blue
and brown and bronze hides taking off to chase.

On the ground, she staggered again. The impulse to stretch out her
arms and go running along on the ground was overwhelming - or was it
spread her wings and soar through the sky? She knew she had to get to
the cots but the dual perspectives of Erivana and Seryth were so much
to deal with. Someone came close again, a hand was around her waist,
guiding her towards the flight cots, where men were gathering around.
When she saw she was in the right place the rider stepped back and
joined the crowd of men forming, people pulled away from duties or
leisure by their dragon's response to the siren call of a green
rising.

Any other day, Erivana would have been shy, embarrassed to be stared
at by so many people with clear lustful intent. She'd had enough
trouble losing her virginity. Being romantic with men had never really
been on her radar and she felt uncomfortable when others were
interested in her. Now, though, she gave herself up to Seryth's need.
She let the green dragon's mind sweep hers away, becoming her dragon
in truth. As Seryth taunted the males in the sky, so Erivana began to
do so on the ground, swaying towards the men and reaching out her
hands teasingly. She felt powerful, knowing she was at the center of
this group, that they all wanted _her_, that she could command their
attention.

Seryth danced through the sky, flying between clouds heavy and dark
grey and pregnant with all the snow they were going to drop. The cool
clouds and the moisture they left on her wings did nothing to ease the
heat burning through her veins. They worked for disguising her glow
and making it harder for the males to see her, and a few dropped out.
But not all.

Arinoth did not hesitate through the cloud cover but followed the
young green through every twist and turn. She was inexperienced and
too caught up in her exultation at flying. The brown did not have the
same problem, and instead calculated very shrewdly the best way in
which he might capture her. Dipping lower than the rest of the pack,
Arinoth flew just beneath the cloud cover and then when Seryth was not
expecting it, he sprang aloft and locked his talons on her.

The green bugled in surprise as another dragon caught her, and his
talons locked around her.She was flying! Free! She did not wish to be
caught! But the green's body knew what her mind did not yet - that the
point of the flight was to be claimed - and she surrendered to her
heat and the feeling of his tail twining hers, his neck twining hers,
and let him exult her.

Erivana felt it the moment the dragons joined and the general desire
pooling in her belly turned into an instant, urgent need for her to be
claimed Right Now. She reached her hands out blindly for the male
dragon's rider.

The brownrider's arms wrapped around Erivana, one hand grabbing a generous
portion of her backside and the other clawing through the buttons on the
front of her shirt...

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