- Date: Carenat 10th, 2043
Current Time: 09:00
Weather: Hot and humid, mostly clear skies with pockets of clouds
To Safryn, the queen had become insufferable. If Soqi wasn't trying to talk herself above Lennoth for one reason or another, being prettier or older and wiser, her flirtatious moods were just as bothersome. The redheaded woman found herself eyeing a few of those bronzeriders herself, her mind caught up in a fantasy before she realized that her queen was infecting her own moods as well. It was a little embarrassing for the goldrider, so she did her best to guard from those thoughts and carry on as normal as she could. There was only one man she wanted on her mind, and her queen was not helping at all.
The dark and dappled gold taunted and teased her suitors while the daunting spring rains gave way to the summer heat. Once the clouds broke for good, the rays of Rukbat were free to bake down upon the jungle below. While the sweltering heat and summers' sun was daunting for some of the people, the dragons seemed to thrive in it and felt invigorated by the all encompassing warmth. This was why Soquilith chose this season to be at her prime, to pick her mate from suitors who were also at their peak condition.
Several hot and humid days had gone by and summer had truly taken root and the relieving rains would be few and far between now. The dark queen had spent every moment she could languishing in the sun and basking on the heated rocks while allowing many of her suitors to lounge around with her. Soquilith wanted to make sure they got all the energy they would need to chase her through the skies, so they were welcome to join her in basking at any time. However, as the day grew nearer that she would Rise, she was no longer quite as accommodating and needed her space before they would have to prove themselves worthy to be in her good graces again.
Knowing the signs to look for, Safryn had a good feeling the gold was soon to Rise, and she encouraged the other goldriders to spend the night elsewhere and knew they would be welcome to stay at Evanoria. Of course, Lennoth was no threat to steal any of the challenging queens' males, she was grounded with a belly full of eggs and already had a sandy brown mate by her side. Rhianwen's bold decision hadn't seemed to hinder the young gold, and she grew nearly as heavy with eggs as most queens, surely something for the pair to be proud of. It had been a bit of a learning experience as well for Safryn, to see that perhaps that option wasn't quite as impairing as she'd originally thought it had been.
For Turns she'd left her door open, fully immersed herself in the flights and even took some liberties with them. When Soquilith had chosen Gastoneth as her mate, Safryn had the pleasure of enjoying the Flight with the person she loved, and she'd hoped it would happen again. The next flight, she was not quite as lucky, though Gilgameth was a fine mate for the queen and they had a strong clutch. It was nothing against Zeph'os, he was a good man, but he was just not the man she'd wanted to be with and she couldn't help but wonder what the next Flight would bring. Knowing that Rhianwen had made the bold choice to lock her door for personal reasons made Safryn wonder if she should do the same.
The goldrider went to bed that night, knowing full well that her queen was likely to Rise the next day, and found that sleep was hard to come by with a big decision looming over her head. Quietly, she left H'tai slumbering away in their bed and moved down the hall to her office instead. She wore naught but a sleeping shift, and curled up into the high-backed chair behind her desk while her mind reeled with inner discussions with herself about what she was going to do come morning. As if sensing his mistress' distress, the sleepy trill of her ever devoted friend greeted her just before the speckled brown firelizard curled up into her lap.
"I don't even know why it's big dilemma for me Piper, I know I want to, so why don't I?" She mused aloud to the firelizard as she began to pet down his smooth warm hide, and scratch behind his head knob where he liked it most. "It's not a big deal anymore. Solange was the first to do, and now Rhianwen. I should be able to too..." Safryn sighed softly, leaning back into the chair. "I was always told, and have always believed, it was better for the clutch, for the offspring and for the bond of rider and dragon, for the Weyr as a queenrider... But what if it doesn't matter? ... Then I can be with who I want during the Flight, and she can choose whomever she wants... We would still be one, mind and soul, but our bodies would be our own..." The goldrider continued to muse, and hearing her say those things aloud seemed to cement them into her thoughts, make it real and come to a conclusion about her decision. Giving another pet to the brown flitter, she smiled down at him. "Thanks Pipes, you always were a good listener." To which the speckled brown gave a soft chirrup and nuzzled against her hand.
Before she returned to bed, the queenrider grabbed the nearest paper and quill, writing something down while it was fresh in her mind and then dimmed the basket of glows and walked out of the office.
As Rukbat rose on the horizon, the Weyr began to stir and the day began as normal as usual, though a slumbering queen continued to enjoy her dreams for a little while longer. Safryn had slept lightly, and roused as the dawning light began to grow inside the bedroom. The brownrider was still sleeping peacefully beside her and she debated whether or not to wake him. After a moment, she decided to let him slumber and she slipped quietly from the furs once more.
The woman wrapped a robe around her as she left the bedroom and moved to the kitchen to start the hot water for klah and oatmeal for breakfast. She could feel the ripples from her slumbering queen and was glad she'd sent the others away last night, for as soon as the queen was ready to rouse, she would be ready to Fly. The goldrider tried to keep her morning as normal as possible though, getting breakfast ready and greeting H'tai when he was ready to join her. She smiled at the young man, a lucky smile to get to see his dark and handsome features each morning, even if his hair was still a little mussed up. Safryn chuckled softly and kissed the brownrider good morning before offering him a mug of klah and breakfast.
While the rest of the Weyr finished their breakfast and went to work, the queenrider encouraged H'tai to linger, to wait for the very last moment until he had to leave, knowing that at any moment Soquilith was likely to wake. "I'll write you a note for Ryarin, tell her I had to keep you a little longer to myself." The goldrider even teased, her lips curling coyly at the brownrider, fingers dancing up his chest.
She felt the shiver first, the shaking off of sleep and that gentle prod to awareness. For a brief moment, Safryn paused, her breath caught in her throat as she felt her queen come into wakefulness and the primal lust that began to warm her veins. When it sank in though, the goldrider was prepared and she smiled softly at H'tai, stepping in closer to feather a kiss to his lips as Soquilith opened her eyes.
As the queen awoke, she could feel the warmth of several suns burning in her veins and each little dapple on her hide glowed with their brilliance. Wings snapped open as the dark queen rose to her feet swiftly, clawing at the edge of the cliff. The gold surveyed her domain for a moment, her spread wings casting a shadow that was meant to be noticed, all eyes drawn toward her perch. Once she was satisfied the Weyr had sufficiently quieted, the dark queen gave a mighty roar that split through the air, calling all the males to rise to her challenge. A heartbeat later and the burnished gold dove from her perch and made straight for the beast pens.
The moment the gold issued her challenge, Safryn could feel it like a pull at her insides, a deep rooted desire for something primal, and she could already start to feel the lust beginning to creep into her own senses. There was no hiding why she'd been stalling H'tai now, for surely Ifrith would be rising to that challenge as he'd done every time since their first twining. Safryn gave the brownrider a sheepish sort of look before lifting a hand to his chest. "Stay right here." The redheaded woman insisted, and placed a gentle kiss against those precious lips before she ducked away down the hallway to her office.
Safryn appeared again a moment later carrying a scroll in one hand and a tack in the other. Wordlessly the queenrider moved to the door of her apartment and pulled it open, but it wasn't for the reason H'tai must have been thinking. Facing the front of her door, the goldrider unfurled the paper and flattened it before posting to the door with the tack. Closing the door once more, she made a point to glance up at the brownrider as she moved her hand to the lock and bolted the door shut. "I don't want anyone else H'tai..." The redheaded woman whispered softly as she moved away from the door and into her lovers arms.
In the feeding pens, Soquilith growled as she clamped her teeth down on her second kill as her riders' lips met those of Ifrith's rider. The dragon could not blame her other half for taking what she wanted this time already, and it was a decision she should have foreseen so the queen was only mildly upset by it. Soqi knew that their bond would never waver and Safryn would still give every ounce of strength to their bond when it was needed. She understood what was in the woman's heart and didn't argue with her this time and gave the woman her own freedoms as well.
Tossing aside the carcass, the dark and dappled beauty looked out over the congregation of males that surrounded her. Faceted eyes whirled with the reds of lust and her tail gave a few twitches of eagerness as she eyed them all. The queen said with all sincerity, clawing at the ground beneath her talons, bracing herself for the launch.
A heart beat later and she was airborn, springing into the air and using powerful wings pumping to get her free of the Weyr and into the wilds beyond where she can really test their mettle. The gold did not plan to go easy on her suitors, she would test their agility, their endurance, their prowess and their flatteries to which would win her over. Soquilith urged them onward as she sped off over the jungle choosing distance instead of height for the time being and skimming over the canopy and the cacophony of life that lay hidden beneath it's leaves.
Those riders who do not heed Soquilith's words about Safryn's choice, will arrive to the goldriders apartment and find a note pinned to a locked door that reads:
- "That which you seek, you will not find within.
This door will remain closed until the Flight concludes.
I thank you for respecting my wishes.
May our dragons fly true, and our hearts be pure.
- Safryn, Weyrwoman Second of Atricis"