Post by shadowreine on Aug 28, 2010 20:50:30 GMT -5
J'tor stood on the rim, a bit of a distance away from his dragon. As normal when up here, Bonjouth sunned further from the edge than most would.
He had mostly gotten over his phobia...a stupid one for a dragon, really, born to fly...but there were still moments.
Of course, a pretty female *could* make him completely forget about it. He was a red blooded brown, after all...and although he was a little small to have much chance with the queens, there was a good variety of smaller females.
J'tor let out his breath, and turned to face the landscape outside the Weyr.
Thread had not come. Had all the deaths been, truthfully, in vain?
He had mostly gotten over his phobia...a stupid one for a dragon, really, born to fly...but there were still moments.
Of course, a pretty female *could* make him completely forget about it. He was a red blooded brown, after all...and although he was a little small to have much chance with the queens, there was a good variety of smaller females.
J'tor let out his breath, and turned to face the landscape outside the Weyr.
Thread had not come. Had all the deaths been, truthfully, in vain?
