It was a beautiful yet breezy day out on the beach. All was quiet. All the problems and rumors of problems seemed to drift away as if they never existed. T'lok found himself out standing at the edge of the water, simply gazing out and allowing his thoughts to wander. The main thing on his mind, as was typical, was Lizeth... his beautiful lifemate. He loved her dearly and was amazed at that fact. He didn't think he could love another being as deeply as he loved this little dragon. Yet naturally he wouldn't say as much out loud... it would ruin his reputation for sure. Just then he heard a soft giggle bubble up in his mind. At first this had made him whirl around and freak out, but now it had become commonplace. I love you too Mine... More than I could truly ever express...
T’lok allowed his gaze to drift out over the water to meet the pleasure - whirling eyes of his lifemate. He gave her a warm smile and gentle nod of affirmation. At this point, the little white went back to frolicking in the frothy water. He chuckled softly as he contented himself with watching her joyous antics. Ah blissful peace... He allowed his eyes to slip closed for a few moments. But what was this? A sound broke him out of his reverie. Shifting sand behind him heralding the approach of someone. Be they friend or foe? Either way, T'lok would be ready. Be wary Lizeth. Don't go far... We're not alone. Lizeth lifted her head but didn't seem very concerned. But T'lok scanned the area warily trying to discern just who approached.
R’le jumped off of Quiorith, who was looking pleased. The Cloudrider was stretching his legs, as he did between runs of spins and tricks. He put a bit of the dried meat he had in his mouth, chewing on it for a snack. The Cloud bounced back into the air after his rider was clear. The weather was far too nice to be on the ground for long. Good breeze, ocean air, he had to be in the sky! R’le chuckled as he walked along the beach, finding that he wasn’t the only one enjoying his time there. Of course he wouldn’t be, it was such a nice day.
“Heya. Nice hat.” R’le’s greeting was casual, much like he was. He kept up a grin around his snack, chewing on the meat. He could tell, Quiorith would be all about flying today. Not that he wasn’t like that every day. Maybe he would get some time by the Cloud’s apparently interest in the White dragoness.
Quiorith was interested, keeping to the skies though. He was pleased to recognize her, but as usual, wasn’t a boisterous dragon. So he used the sea breeze to keep him floating above the waves and merely greeted the little White with a bit of enthusiasm.
T'lok soon caught sight of the Cloud-rider as he was walking up. He didn't know him well but he knew he was a friend... Or at least not an enemy. His comment made T'lok grin a little and he ran a finger across the brim. "Thanks." He spoke with a certain twang that seemed to color all his words. He allowed his gaze to drift out over the water again. "Nice day. Been flyin'?" T'lok was a keen observer and had seen the stormy hide of R'le's lifemate in the skies quite frequently. Besides the riding gear was another big tip off.
His gaze watched the top of the water out of habit. He soon felt the obvious joy rolling off of Lizeth in waves. It seemed the sudden appearance of the duo didn't even phase her. He found her and couldn't help the soft smile that spread across his mouth and into his eyes. It was very clear that he loved that little dragon more than he would ever say.
Speaking of the little dragon, she looked up curiously as she heard the wingbeats above her. Seeing Quiorith made her wiggle with glee. "Hello Quiorith! How are you? Come join me! The water is lovely." She called out to him happily. Yes she knew he was the sire of her clutch, but she wasn't sure if he would like to be called as such. Ah a dilemma... So for now she just called him by his name. At her invitation, she would playfully splash water at him with her tail wondering if he'd join her.
A wide grin found its way onto the Jr Weyrleader’s face. “Of course! There is a nice breeze going, makes it perfect for some more… exciting tricks in the sky.” He chuckled a bit. Watching the other man gaze at the waves, he turned that a way as well. The White was playing in the waves and Quiorith had gone over to say hello.
“Course, it’s a nice day to hang out at the beach too.” Nice sunshine and happy dragons. He could see the appeal. He took a bite of his jerky, before pulling out another piece from his bag. “Want some?” He offered it to the other rider, long since being used to bringing extra snack to share.
Quiorith got some water splashed on him by the White, and he did a little backflip in the air at the sudden nature of it. He didn’t say anything immediately, but his eyes whirled pleasant colors. With a moment of backing up, he swooped forward, down to the water to give the little White a playful splash before heading right back up into the sky.
[smear:B0C4DE]I’m great now that we are even.[/smear:87CEEB] The Cloud rumbled a bit, always game for playing. That’s just how he was wired.
T'lok grinned a little as R'le spoke with such excitement shining in his eyes. He could see how much he loved to fly and perform such fun aerial tricks. He looked out to where Lizeth was playing. "Might have to show me some of those tricks. Lizeth and Ah might have teh try. Her agility is incredible." His voice was soft and warm as he spoke of his dragon.
A light nod was given as he spoke of it also being nice to hang out on the beach. "It's nice enough weather 'n Lizeth likes teh water..." He nodded as if that explained it. At the offered jerky he accepted a piece with a soft thanks before taking a bite and chewing thoughtfully. "Looks like yer dragon is in good spirits too." He commented softly. He chuckled softly at the response to Lizeths playful antics.
Lizeth gave a soft squeal of laughter as she splashed and got such a fun reaction. Her eyes mirrored his mirth. Then as he backed up to retaliate, she eyed him warily before he launched at her and splashed her back. More laughter ensued in response. She wiggled in glee and ducked down under the water before flying out of the water, and flying up at him before shaking water off all over the poor Cloud. You were saying? And with a gleeful giggle she tried to fly back out of range, but she knew retaliation was coming. Oh yes the young White adored the dragon. He was always willing to play.
T'lok grinned a little as he watched the two dragons play. As he watched her take off out of the water, he tensed a little. Concern that she would fly too far away showed on his face. But for the moment he didn't call her back.
A mischievous smile played over R’le’s face. “Hope you got a stiff stomach. We like some…harrowing stuff.” Yep. Clouds. They were as natural in the sky as a fish was to swim. Meant they could go for some stuff that not all dragons wanted to try, especially not with their riders on their back. R’le was the kind of person that was always willing to try though.
R’le nodded as T’lok took some meat. To both his statement on his dragon and to the one about his own. “Quiorith’s always in a good mood when he can move his wings. Touching the ground is not his strong suit unless he is sleeping.” He nibbled on his own snack and watched the dragons. It was especially interesting because Quiorith didn’t have phases in waking up. He went to sleep, and then he went from sleeping to awake all at once. It was an impressive trait that R’le had distinctly not learned.
The small dragon rumbled, getting a dusting of water in return. He immediately went about getting water to the rapidly retreating Lizeth. He swooped to the water, and then angled himself so one of his wings just dipped into the water. Then he spun up, flinging the water at the little white. His ridiculously large wings saw to the water getting distance, though it wasn’t much water. Still, he was pleased, doing a little twist in the air and giving a croon. He was very happy.
T’lok allowed his chest to puff out just a bit at R’le’s words. Anything he could do, T’lok could do he was sure… As long as he wasn’t pushing his beloved Lizeth too much, he would try anything once. “It’s worth a try anyway.” He shrugged a little, trying to seem nonchalant, but R’le had touched on his competitive spirit. Oh yes, he would try it to be sure. And he was certain that with Lizeth’s speed and agility they could manage it. And even at this age, T’lok didn’t weigh enough to really weigh her down too much. It was hard to miss the eagerness dancing in T’lok’s eyes as he gazed after the two dragons, keeping a careful eye on his beloved White. T’lok was a daredevil at heart, even if he did seem calm and steadfast… He felt that he and R’le could certainly be good friends.
T’lok chewed quietly as he listened to R’le speak of his dragon. It was clear to him that he loved the Cloud very much, likely as much as he adored his own. “I understand… It’s like Lizeth and her playful nature… Unless she’s playing or askin’ her multitude o’ questions… She can get rather sulky. Don’t hardly get a moment of peace, ‘cept when she sleeps.” Fondness colored his words as he spoke of the happy little White.
Lizeth turned to look over her shoulder as she flew on ahead. Her tail switched joyfully as she tried to dodge the water, but it hit her square on her outstretched wing causing her to squeal in mental giggles. Watching Quiorith perform his little twist, she brightened even more before flying up and performing a tight little twirl herself, somewhat copying his movements while adding a little playful flare of her own before diving playfully toward Quiorith, banking to the side just before she would have collided with him and zooming off harmlessly by. Quiorith’s joy was mirrored only by her own at this moment.
“Well then I’ll see ya in the sky sometime.” R’le grinned. The other rider would learn that both he and Quiorith had a competitive streak when it came to the sky. The things they were still best at was racing though. They loved that. R’le was rather surprised the Cloud hadn’t already challenged the White to a race. But he could tell, he was having a grand old time.
R’le chuckled. “Yep. Can be quite a time if you don’t manage to keep them entertained. Lucky Quiorith has a friend or two.” Mostly with the dragons of his friends, but still.
Quiorith looked delighted as the White began to do some tricks. The beach could be the best place for tricks, because there was always a breeze coming off the water. He flipped onto his back and stretched out his giant wings and let the breeze carry him back toward the shore. With a quick little backflip he went back over the ocean, swooping just over the waves, catching some salt water spray. Quiorith made a little trill, he was very happy indeed.
T’lok nodded once in response to R’le’s eager words. “’Tis a deal then.” He couldn’t help but feel the thrill of competition rising within him as well. Naturally you couldn’t tell it by looking at him. But he was excited for this time in the skies. R’le would find that both he and Lizeth, who would find it to be a brilliant game, would rise to the challenge and make for at least a challenge. Could they win? Only time would tell, one would be silly not to admit that Clouds were kings of the skies. But Whites, with their small size and slender forms, could make for an interesting challenge as well. Lizeth was no exception. T’lok well knew her speed and ability in the skies. As well as her love for performing neat little tricks and turns. Oh yes, this could end up for quite a fun day.
T’lok nodded, looking a little uncertain about this. “Ah s’ppose so…” He shrugged in a noncommittal fashion. “Lizeth is good, jest so full of questions an’ curiousities.” He nodded a little with a grin. “She has friends too, but tends to want me with her on her outin’s.” He shook his head, but it was clear he didn’t mind, or at least he was happy to do it for his beloved dragoness. Even if he wasn’t the most social butterfly in the world. Then again time with dragons tended to be more enjoyable than time with people, and if he was around, he could watch and make sure she wasn’t getting hurt or lost. Yes… Perhaps he was too much of a mother hen, but it suited him just fine.
Lizeth gave a light mental giggle once again, feeling excitement coursing through her tiny frame and she would switch into a tight-turned little figure eight above the water, tilting her wings just so to turn it into an intersecting form to the other. She then turned to watch Quiorith’s antics as well, giggling playfully. She wiggled with glee and just hovered for a moment, allowing the cool salty spray to wash over her already damp form, water glistening off her hide. She flew back over to Quiorith and hovered beside him. Is yours as competitive as mine?[/color] She hadn’t been paying much attention to T’lok in her play, but now she could feel the excitement rolling off him in waves and it was too much to ignore. It was certainly affecting her as well and she quivered a little with her own excitement that mirrored his. And thus she watched her lifemate with quite a bit more interest than earlier.