Let it go [Dae; Open]

[Lyrikitty]

A massive head rested atop the golden sands of the beach, eyes wheeling calm shades. The Hatching had been shakey, with new colors introduced, but nothing had gone too horribly wrong. It had been hard though, undoubtably. Watching the entire happening had nearly broken the Snow's heart in two, and she heaved a sigh, sending a gust of sand swirling away from her nostrils. Why did life have to be so complicated, and more importanly... Why did a place as dreadful as Black Sands Weyr have to exist? It took a sick mind to do what they had done, and it made the Snow shudder to think that she was the clutchmother of the demonic beast which lead that Weyr.

HerKisa told her not to think to heavily on such things, but how could she not?

Speaking of the small woman, Kisa was sitting at the water's edge. Her dark hair was damp with saltwater, clothing clinging to her petite frame as she slowly dried in the sun. Her cerulean eyes gazed off into the distance, thinking of what she and her bonded would do next. Stay in the Weyr, a place that Silvyth had effectively betrayed by letting firestone pass her lips? They still were unsure of how Xyurith would treat them now, and the outlook both rider and dragon had were grim. Leaving would be easier, perhaps seeking a home in Eden?

No... Kisa was too fond of this place to go so far, at least for the moment. She lifted a hand, running it through her damp tresses as she tried to banish the unhappy thoughts. She wasn't going to let go of N'nika without a fight, that much was certain. If the Amber wanted to stand in her way so be it, he'd find out how she'd survived the turns before the Weyr first-hand. She cast a glance over her shoulder to her dragon, watching the Snow lift her head and blink slowly. Yes MineKisa?

"Silly... What do you want to do from here?"

The great Snow didn't answer for a moment. She knew what Hers was asking. What she wanted to do for their future, where -if anywhere- did she want to turn for sanctuary. After her silence, the female turned away from the rider, looking out at the water. Swim.

"Silvyth! That's not what I meant..." Before Kisa could get much more in edgewise, the large Snow rose from her resting place, closing the distance between them and scooping her small rider up in her behemoth maw delicately. Kisa howled and swatted at the dragon, to no avail. She was carried into the water, Silvyth's way of changing the subject for the moment, and as the Snow made her way out into the water, until her paws were just barely able to reach the gritty bottom, Kisa uttered a string of curses that fell on deaf ears.

We haven't been able to relax for ages. I'm sick of wasting every moment thinking of only the bad. Let us have fun, just this once. She opened her jaws again and dropped her rider into the water, watching calmly as the woman splashed and sputtered and threw dark looks at her. Kisa wasn't genuinely mad -or at least she wouldn't be for long- so the female had no worries there. Instead, she unfurled her wings and dipped them into the water thoughtfully, before scooping up a mass of water and flinging it skyward with the filmy expanses, letting the water fall back down in a crystal like rain. Let it go, let it roll right off your shoulders...[/color] The Snow gazed skyward, watching the rain she'd created shower both herself and Kisa. Don't you know the hardest part is over.[/color] Her gaze returned to the woman, and the rider looked back at the dragon, treading water. A faint ghost of a smile touched the corners of Kisa's lips at her dragons words, and Silvyth returned the expression with a soft rumble. They both had to let go of what happened. What better time than now?
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[DaeSiggil]

Aitvaras walked through the sand, eyes low on the ground. His hair, loose for today, wiped around him as a breeze rolled softly over the very sand he walked on. His clothes where a bit darker than normal, the thought being that it would soak in the warmth and keep him at least comfortable. His feet kept kicking at the sand, before he stopped and raised his head to look out over the waves. His expression couldn't be really called positive, lips tugged down and eyebrows knitted together in a thoughtful expression. His thoughts however weren't so negative, the opposite rather.

He felt a thin smile curl his lips up, before it faded and the solemn expression took over once more. He scratched the back of his head, then promptly wrapped his arms around his thin chest and groaned softly "It's far too cold.." He complained to only himself, assured that no one could hear him. It wouldn't do if they thought him insane, after all. Who wanted to land in bed with someone insane? It was not a good thing in his eyes if that happened, not at all.

An invincible shiver ran over his body and he continued, moving from his statuesque stance and looked over the waves once more. His feet where slightly hurting from the walking he already did, along with the fact that it was something loose and not hardened soil or stone. He ignored the small crunches underneath his heels as well, it where only shells. The thought let him pause for a moment and he looked down, raising his foot from where he stood, promptly took a step back and crouched on oversized legs. He peered at the small shell and reached out a hand to touch the smaller shards that was all what remained.

It made him wince almost again, just thinking about it. He quickly shook his head and tried to turn his mind in another direction. Like who he hadn't bedded yet and how he should go about that best, the change of thoughts seemed to light up the expression he would have carried otherwise. With a renewed bounce in his steps, he continued once more, looking close to humming under his breath. It once more stopped as his eyes focused on a dragon and the impressed person next to it. The girl looked not too happy with her dragon and from the brief action he had seen he could understand why.

The dripping clothes didn't help matters along, really. He plastered a smile on his features soon and walked forward "Hello? Excuse me." He almost surprised himself that he could be so polite and didn't go for the kill instantly. She looked hot enough, although the dragon by her side did stop him from acting on it right now. He swallowed and rubbed the back of his head for a moment "What are you both doing here?" Curiosity, it could best be eternally cursed. Not that it was always a bad thing, or maybe it was? He wasn't too sure. He didn't particularly care, his hand lowered again, letting it rest against his side before he could turn himself into a more awkward looking guy.

[Bleh, not the best. Sorreh~ I hope my speechcolor ain't too bright D= ]

[Lyrikitty]

Silvyth noticed the lad approaching long before Kisa did, though she made no motion to show it. Instead she settled down, head dropping to float on the water and her wings mimicking. She was at ease for the moment, bow that Kisa was as well. Unlike many dragons she recognized the candidates of the Weyr. Why? Because it was she who they both feared and respected. It was she who selected which were worthy of standing on her sands and which were not meant for her young. It was she who would and could bring great bodily harm to a candidate she disliked if they did not leave the sands when asked in a more gentle manner.

It was only natura that such a dragon would recognize a candidate, and she saw no harm in Kisa talking to the lad. As he hailed them in greeting, a small swarm of firelizards appeared, hovering about the great Snow for a moment before trilling in delight and darting forward to frolic in the water around her, as well as clambering over her hide. Both wild and tame flits generally liked the dragon, for she adored them all in return. Their play stopped quickly and they took instead to scrubbing the Snow's already immaculate hide.

As Kisa heard the greeting, she turned to look at the shore where the lad stood. Silvyth wasn't going to be helpful with getting back to shore, the dragon was far to occupied with bathing and such. Rolling her eyes at the female Kisa swam back to shore, a good bit of distance to. Why couldn't she have Impressed something smaller?

Her feet were finally able to touch the sandy bottom, and she walked the rest of the way. Her miniscule frame would be almost childish in height and appearance, were her body not developed so beautifully. A bright smile crossed her ruby lips and she chuckled softly. "Hello to you as well. We were looking for some quiet away from the Weyr, and then she," Kisa gestured over her shoulder to the wallowing Snow, "decided we needed to swim. What brings you here, if I may ask?" Her voice, now that it wasn't scolding her dragon, was soft and rather friendly. It was a faintly musical sound, pleasent enough that none hadever complained. Unlike Silvyth, she didn't recognize the person she spoke to. Had she, Kisa might have considered staying in the water to hide her figure, which her wet clothes did nothing to conceal in shape.