Time: Early Afternoon
Weather: Light Drizzle
Even after Keetin had, ahem, become a man as it were with Elysia's help, Lauruth still did not Rise. However again thanks to lovely bluerider, Keetin remained distracted enough that he wasn't fretting over her as much. Lauruth was well pleased, preferring Keetin to relax and be happy rather than worrying himself needlessly. She would take to the skies when it was time. In no way had he held her back. Even if she did not Fly because of his need to mature more, waiting did her no harm. If anything it gave her a good opportunity. When she had fully matured, Soquilith was near to Rising. The season after that, Paiseantath Rose. Lauruth had no interest in either sharing her suitors or angering her fellow queens. It was just as well she waited.
However there was a lull in winter when none of the golds Rose and Keetin had been seeing Elysia in that new way for a few months. So wrapped up in her was he that when, around the middle of Dulu, Lauruth's hide first began to grow brighter and her interest in the males grew, Keetin didn't notice. At least...he didn't put the signs together. He did wonder at the zultanite's behavior and the change in her hide, though the first couple days he figured she was cleaned and oiled better than ever. On the third day however...it clicked. Lauruth wasn't simply super clean and well-oiled, she wasn't just having fun flirting with the males...she was proddy. She was nearing her first ever Flight.
Once he realized that Keetin kept a very close watch on her. He had announced her imminent Flight and let the Weyr know that his door would be open but he needed to know the day she was going to Rise. He had to warn the goldriders so they could take their queens away-unless one was too egg heavy or brooding on the sands. The good news was that in either condition said gold would be unable or unwilling to actually go after Lauruth for Rising, though they might not necessarily be happy. As for Lauruth...Keetin hoped that with his influence she would steer clear of them, should one try to get after her.
These thoughts and more whirled around in Keetin's head the day of Lauruth's Flight. He knew it to be the time from the brightness of her hide and the way she slept so deeply. He had alerted the other queenriders dutifully and now...now he had to wait. Waiting was so hard though! A part of him was eager to see his beautiful queen take Flight, another was worried. What if his performance was poor and stunted Lauruth's clutch? He at least was not a complete novice thanks to Elysia and he had even sought out a man or two to give him experience with them...but he was still fairly new. Did he have enough stamina, the ability to please his partner? Would it be enough to help Lauruth? Could he control her once she woke with the usual bloodlust that Rising inspired in queens? Could he control himself? First timers could get lost to their dragon and he wasn't sure that was desirable. Yes he had resigned himself to going along with Lauruth's choice, should the rider of the winning male be there, but if he was too wrapped up in her he might fail to give her critical support, or hold on longer, or something.
Waiting was horrible. It really was. He had way too much time to think. Try as he might to get some work done, Keetin could not focus. His mind kept racing over all the what-ifs. He had changed into a comfortable shirt and loosely tied trousers, knowing once Lauruth made her choice he would lose them quickly enough. There was little point in dressing up only to strip later-in fact most dress clothes were horrible for that. Too many finicky little things to undo to get the clothes off. He had no interest in his clothes literally being ripped off out of frustration that removing them was taking too long.
Shards I really am overthinking this aren't I? he though, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes with a sigh.
Yet as his eyes closed Lauruth's opened, whirling violently red. The zultanite had been sleeping so deeply, her presence soft in the back of Keetin's mind. Now however as she surged to her feet and took off into the drizzling rain that had started falling around the time of the midday meal, her presence exploded into a fiery inferno of need.
Keetin's eyes flew open a second later, his dragon's lust slamming into him. No time left to think and worry. He had to get to his sleeping quarters, had to stop Lauruth from- No! Blood only!
Agitated by the heat rising in her Lauruth growled and pushed back against her rider's demand. Already she had taken down her first herdbeast and she wanted to devour it, not blood. Keetin however kept up a very firm insistence even as he raced for where he needed to be.
Please Lauruth, blood! You want to have the best Flight possible and you cannot do that with heavy meat weighing you down! Why he was trying to reason with a lust-addled dragon he had no clue, particularly when her fire was spilling over into him. She was not yet taking him over so much that he would let her get away with gorging herself however. Blood, only blood, he repeated as he finally came to a stop. Good, he was in position and as ready as he would ever be, at least for this Flight. Experience would aid him in the future but as of right now he had none. He was getting his first experience with his proddy zultanite right now.
With a final snarl at the restriction being placed upon her Lauruth bit into the neck of the beast and started draining it dry. At least blood was better than fighting with her rider and getting nothing of the beast into her. Already she could sense the males gathering, feel their eager anticipation. Unlike other dragons though she was not overly aggressive, snorting at them all. Only one would have the pleasure and privilege of being her mate this day. Only the best of them all would do. And none would be able to make the choice for her; she would see to that. They could Chase to their hearts' content but she would decide who was worthy of being her mate.
Two more herdbeasts fell, involuntarily donating their blood to her cause. And as the energy from their blood began to course through her Lauruth felt a new need tug at her. She raised her head, licking at her muzzle and forgetting all about trying to gorge herself. Meat was not what she needed. No, she needed the sky!
With a roar of challenge to the males she launched herself, wings beating hard as she sought the cooling touch of the clouds. Perhaps she might try leading them through to the sun, though she rather liked being the only sun they would see in the sky now.
I see you down there, eager for your prize, she taunted as she worked to get higher and higher, to keep ahead of them. But are any of you worthy to twine with the sun? Her hide might not be golden but it glowed nonetheless and the sheen that adorned it was very much gold. She was their guiding light in the clouds and rain today. She was the burning sun, the only sun in the sky. Who would manage to win a Flight with the sun?
Below, Keetin felt himself slipping. From the moment Lauruth took off her presence in his mind grew stronger, her needs becoming his own. His pool of suitors was much smaller than her own though. What part of Keetin remained noted Elysia and vowed that if the human half of Lauruth's choice was not present the bluerider would take their place. That much he was willing to claim for himself. After all he could hardly force the rider of the winning dragon to come to him nor would he want to. If he had a choice he would gladly make it..
((Alright everyone, get your boys in! Second round will be posted Sunday.))