Jask Class C Race #3

[Taxx]

Tucseth had never slackened his speed for a second- barring the spinning move he’d just had to preform- and the finish line loomed ever closer… and then, with barely fifteen feet left to go, the green speckled form of Rylath slid past him. NOOOOOOOOOO! He screeched his denial at full volume, his utter shock at having the win snatched right out from under him first filling him with confusion, then anger, and finally sullen sulkiness.

He said nothing else, hardly responding to Vitra’s attempt to cheer him by pointing out that he had been hard to beat, that he’d come in second, that he’d beaten everyone else, even the bronzes! But nothing helped, as she’d known and expected, and there was nothing she could do that would improve his mood until he forgot.

And she couldn’t exactly congratulate Muze and Rylath on winning with her dragon so upset about losing.

I should have won, he growled, all but crashing to the first available bit of ground to land on and childishly refusing to give anyone his attention: in one second, all his enthusiasm about the race soured by his failure to win. I was better than all of them and I should have won! She took it from me! She’s the worst green ever! I’ll never play with her again, see how she likes it!

A gentle pat on his shoulder before Vitra climbed down and set about removing his straps. “It was meant to be a fun race, Tucseth, come on. Cheer up, there’ll be others, later on.”

No! I won’t ever race again, either! Not if stupid greens are going to keep me from winning!

Well, that was that. He’d forget, soon enough, but until then this was what she was going to have to deal with. “Okay, okay,” she replied, giving up trying to console him. “Try to have some fun, okay? I’m going to get something to eat and maybe meet up with others. No, not Rylath’s,” she added as his head jerked toward her, a fresh surge of offended indignation swept through him (but secretly thinking that if she ran across the other girl, he couldn’t fault her for that, surely?) “I’ll be back later.”

I love you, she added, silently but less in words and more in simple feeling, hugging him tightly and letting her affection for him fill her. It seemed to help, for a short second, before he was pulling away again and curling himself into a tight ball with his head tucked under a wing, openly pouting about his stolen win.

Let everyone see him, he didn’t care. He’d tell them all who was to blame for his bad mood.

[tovaana]

Weyrling Muze :: Green Rylath

As they rounded the rock that marked the halfway mark – she could sense that everyone was speeding up. She could feel Rylath glancing at the other dragons. They really want to win. She commented, feeling her conviction wane as Tucseth taunted them. Muze pursed her lips, ‘it’s a race – you’re supposed to try and win.’ The speckled green glided for a couple of moments, then her wings started to beat again. I suppose. ‘I want to win.’ Muze said, feeling almost guilty that she knew it would spur her dragon on. The speckled green turned a blue whirling eye toward her and puffed with newfound determination. They had passed all but the blue and white – ‘you can do it Rylath!’ she insisted, leaning into her green’s neck, as if she could lend speed to her green.

Tellamuth was in the lead for a moment – and then felt a sudden jerk as Rylath pushed herself at the very last moment. Her eyes widened as she saw almost in slow motion as they passed both Joia and Vitra. She could hardly believe it. She was silent with shock – not that she hadn’t thought it was possible… but Tellamuth was very fast, and Tucseth thrived on this sort of thing.

They heard Tucseth mourn as they passed the finish line and Rylath’s determination melted quickly to confusion and sadness. He’s really sad. ‘Don’t mind him, or any of the others – you did great, I’m so proud of you.’ She bathed her green in a wave of pride and joy, just as No’va’s brown congratulated Rylath. Thank you Alduntulath. The green murmured, somewhat bashful and still confused. Muze wasn’t sure her grin could spread any wider as she caught No’va waved and congratulated them. She waved back and then put both hands up and let out a whoop! “Woooo! That was some flying, good job everyone!” She wasn’t sure how many of them could hear her – but Rylath seemed to like the idea of congratulating the others to make them feel better. Yes, you all flew so well! Thank you for the race! She spoke as if she hadn’t won and Muze just sighed, her hands still out as she embraced the breeze from flying.

Weyrling V’than :: Brown Saruth

Well, at least they didn’t get last place, they had pushed past the bronze and other brown. Not that he particularly liked winning before S’goi – he’d rather that the ambitious boy – man? got what he wanted, rather than him getting in his way, especially when it was something as silly as a race. Still, there was a rush of pride that they had done fairly well.

‘Good job Saruth, you were great.’ The brown simply hummed, he felt a bit of pride that swelled from the praise. He glanced over at the blue dragon that seemed somewhat upset about losing, and then realized that the green who had won was Rylath! Had it been luck? Or pure stubbornness on Muze’s part? Either way he was surprised they had passed Joia’s white. ‘Saruth, angle toward Rylath, I want to congratulate her.' 

“Nice flying!” He called out as they got closer and Muze just continued to whoop and laugh. Emotion tugged at V’than. He’d never seen Muze so happy – thriving as she was now. He was torn between feeling glad for her, and feeling as if she didn’t need him anymore. He guided Saruth to the ground, where he could change out of his riding gear, forget his heavy thoughts, and enjoy the rest of the gather.

[Alyx]

Joia and White Tellamuth

Tellamuth’s move had worked perfectly. The White dragon shot forward between the others, gaining clear space in the leading length of the races. Joia leaned over her dragon’s shoulders, trying to limit as much of the drag as she could as he powered forward to try to take the lead from Vitra and her Blue. A glimpse of Green to their left – Muze and Rylath moved up alongside them, and then pulled forward. Joia could feel Tellamuth pushed forward, trying to stay tight on the Green, looking for a chance to overtake her and steal the win.

But they wouldn’t be able to catch the Green pair; Tucseth’s bellowing denial of his lost started the White, causing Tellamuth to shy away – giving ground to the Blue to take the Second spot, leaving them to settle for third. Well, that reaction was unneeded. Tellamuth sounded slightly annoyed as the others shot across the finishing line to join them. Joia had to agree, but she felt back for Vitra and her Blue; hopefully, he wouldn’t be upset for too long?

Congratulations, Rylath. You flew well. Tellamuth landed gently near the Green, his personal disappointment at not winning already gone. I almost caught you at the end, but we weren’t fast enough. Joia patted him on the next, pulling at the ties. “Congratulations, Muze! That was some awesome flying!” Joia dropped her feet to the ground, turning to quickly run her hands over Tellamuth’s wings and shoulders to make sure he hadn’t strained anything.

So technically, we did place, so we make Marks, yes? Joia grinned at the White, Tellamuth’s head hovering over her to watch her as she checked him over. ‘Yes. Since we placed, our bet pays out. Not as much as if we won, but..’ She teased, and Tellamuth snorted at her. But we do get paid. ‘We do.’ She grinned. ‘Why?’ Well someone promised me a fruit tart if I went along with this. Joia playfully slapped the dragon’s hip. ‘I did not promise anything. I said maybe.’

So… maybe then? Joia grinned, shaking her head. Tellamuth looked good- a little winded, but she didn’t think there would be any lasting strains. Crossing her arms, she met the dragon’s look, then rolled her eyes and relented. ‘Oh, why not. Let me change back into my dress and we’ll go find Tak’ril.’ Then tarts? Joia caught the dragon’s head between her palms, planting a kiss on the end of the opalescent nose. ‘Yes, love.. then tarts. Think about what fruit you want on it while I change, okay?’

(Better late then never!! Joia and Tell are out, great thread everyone!!)