What's Wrong...? {Derek (S'bel)}

[Zara]

Izanycorth crooned. They would see, though, wouldn't they. He was a strong male. A great bronze. She was sure that it would be a good flight for her first rise. Flly your hardest, great king. She crooned again, sitting down adn wrapping her tail around herself as her eyes swirled shades of excitement, looking up at the much larger bronze.


Iirla's smile was warm and tender. She wasn't entirely sure of what to do now at least for this moment... But... she was rather content to stand there with his hands on her shoulders.

She gave the slightest laugh and pulled one of his hands up to her face. "Well... Then. I guess we'll just have to wait then..." Her words were soft, her eyes shining as she looked at the much older man. Of course, she wasn't really thinking about his age. It didn't matter and in a Weyr, it really didn't mean much at all.

She still felt her heart beating so very quickly. She would have loved it if he would kiss her again... but it might just be too risky right now...

[derek]

I will fly harder and faster and higher for you than I have ever flown before, my Queen.[/color] he crooned, eyes whirling. As Izanycorth curled her tail around herself, Maerath stretched out beside her, his great bulk more than twice her size. He would protect her until the day came when she outgrew him and Flew... and then he would catch her.

Maybe. While she was obvious tender towards him, perhaps there was another male she would like better on flight day. ...but Maerath wasn't likely to let that happen.

S'bel smiled down at her. His hands on her shoulders was not enough for him, but when she raised one of his hands to her face, his heart skipped a beat. "Yes..." he whispered, his eyes softening. "We'll just have to wait until then."

He could almost hear his heart beating, and was sure she could feel it against her chest. They both wanted to kiss again, he knew, but it was too risky, so he simply contented himself to wrap his arms around her slender body and touch his lips to her forehead. Not nearly the same, but the best he could offer at the time.

[Zara]

Izanycorth gave a soft croon as he laid down and moved over closer to his side, laying down against him and curling up. She exhaled tiredly. You will be the greatest chaser... she said sleepily to him. She let her eyes slide shut, curled up beside the much larger bronze.

She could not say that she would choose him for sure, but she wanted him to fly his hardest for that. He would fly his hardest...

She smiled. His eyes were... captivating... especially right now. She gently, very gently put a hand to the side of his face which was still a bit red from where Alyara had hit him. She hadn't noticed it before and it was actually... a bit painful to see that he was hurt. Her thumb very very gently stroked the mark on his cheek... Did... did she do that to him...?

She closed her eyes as his lips pressed against her forehead, her heart skipping a beat, her cheeks flushing again. It was so simple... gentle. But it still caused her heart to beat almost audibly. She could feel his heart beat against her chest... and she was sure that he could feel hers. Very sure.

[derek]

Maerath raised his head proudly. Yes, he would be the greatest chaser of all of them! As Izanycorth curled beside him, he extended one large wing to cover her, and snaked his neck around to keep watch. He would let no harm come to her.

As her hand touched his stubbled face, and then the mark where Alyara had hit him, he winced. His face still hurt, and he had no doubt that he was not only going to have a black eye, but also a bruise on his cheek. Fantastic. He winced as Iirla's thumb slid over the mark.

He could feel her heart beating against his, and smiled. Their hearts were beating in time... as one... even though he barely knew Iirla, and had known Alyara for years... he felt much more connected to Iirla. Maybe this was all meant to be.

Laughing quietly to himself, he gently picked the girl up and dumped her unceremoniously onto his bed. "Maerath tells me your Gold sleeps. You should do the same." He lay down beside her, taking her into his arms. "Maerath will watch over you both, and you must be tired."

[Zara]

Izanycorth was quick to fall asleep, feeling warm and safe under Maerath's wing. He treated her like a real gold. Something worth treasuring and protecting. There were only a few males who did that... but he did so so well. He was a wonderful and handsome male and he wished to protect her and look after her.

"Maybe it would be good to put something cold on that, S'bel..." she whispered, still very gently touching his cheek where the mark was. She had hit him. The woman who had left him. But she felt just a bit of animosity towards the woman who had done this too him, but it didn't last too long because, honestly... what was done was done. And what was now was better...

Maybe this was all meant to be... Their heartbeats seemed to be the very sound of the world itself right now.

She was rather surprised to be picked up, but she just laughed and as she landed on the bed she blushed, but still laughed softly. "You're right..." she said softly as he lay down beside her and wrapped his arms around her. She moved a bit closer to him, her head coming to rest against his chest. "I am..." she smiled again. "We feel very safe with the two of you, S'bel..." she moved slightly and kissed his cheek gently before becoming still again and closing her eyes.

[derek]

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