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Necia- whose mouth was full- paused with her fork half-way back down to her plate, staring at Stry, then concentrated on chewing. Kai had yet to take a bite and so she shook her head.

"No, Stryder, no attacks have happened here recently. People are beginning to get nervous at all the silence, truth be told. Even the raids for their own Candidates have stopped; it is not a good sign."

Careful, Zalenth, Piroth teased lightly, Someone might mistake you for a Harper with such pretty words.

(Stry- Is Slayers another name for Rebels? *Confused* Or are there Slayers in this rp like there are in UCS?)

Piroth turned her gaze to the herd, incredibly pleased with the turn of events and the attention she was getting, despite the lack of a flight. Was this how a queen felt when she found the bronze she wished to be her king?

Seeing a relatively fat wherry as she passed over, she suddenly dove and scooped it up, winging over to a ledge to nibble on her snack.

"None of us will let the Rebels enter our home," Necia assured Stryder seriously. Kai nodded, chewing her food at the moment and therefore unable to speak.

((My brain is totally scrambled...sorry for the confusion, I mean Rebels.))

Stry wisped her bangs away from her sight, looking towards Necia with a smile and a nod of her head as she whole heartedly believed her yet still it was a matter that seemed to haunt her dreams, destroying them with a poision that slowly devoured her inner strength ounce by ounce.

"I know It's just- It's not fear, it's just I want this to end. How long will Keli stand? Until its dragon against dragon? It's madness!" Stryder replied, gritting her teeth slightly as she rose her steaming mug of klah to her lips and sipped lightly.

From the corner of her eyes, Stryder watched as C'nor and Selene entered the kitchens piling their plates and slowly making their way towards the tables. She smiled warmly, "It's a pleasure to see you again, C'nor and Selen. It seems as if I've been gone for a turn or so."

Zalenth endlessly gazed as he watched Piroth swoop down and snatch a good sized wherry from the herd, carrying it towards a nearby ledge to feast. The two-toned brown was not so picky nor did he spend much time singling out the fattest wherry either. His eyes drifted to a lone wherry and, as instinct drove his hunger, he latched onto his prey and instantly broke its neck.

Gently gliding to the ledge where the scarlet resided, Zalenth rumbled softly as he grasped his prize within his claws and backwinged aside her. Without hesistation, he began tearing flesh away from the carcass and eatting his fill though occassionally his sight would drift towards her as his eyes whirled with emotions.

A beautiful night but perhaps the beauty is casted by the one I've desired to be by my side this night. He remarked with a smile, his love for her kindling greater.

Lacrim could not believe what had happened. Isa his shy little sister who rarely even talked to him had spoken to a stranger. Spoken, it would seem, enough to learn her trouble and offer help. Even if it was his help she had offered. Now he had to find this Mekea, she sounded lovely, and see what he can do to help her with her little brother.*

Hello Miss Mekea. *he smiles and holds out his hand* I'm Lacrim., I believe you meet my sister, Lowisa, earlier today. She thought you might want me spend a bit of time with your lonely little brother?...

The brown nodded and tore away one of the remaining sections left upon the carcass and wasted no time in chewing it as it slithered down his throat. He had picked the wherry clean, barely leaving any scraps for firelizards to take part in.

Arising from the ledge as his blue orbs scanned the herd of wherries, Zalenth had selected a fine prey. A bit small but the wherry was nicely plump and one of the fattest a dragon would ever come across.

Leaping from the ledge, his wings propelled his forwards until his claws drew up the wherry to his awaiting maw and snapped its neck for an instant kill. Carrying his prize within his maw, Zalenth situated himself back by Piroth and began eatting once again.

Just after C'nor had greeted her and everyone else within the room, Stryder had become oftly quite. Her mind seemed unable to become comforted as it pressed onwards rampaging about, dwindling on the thoughts of the Rebels and Keli. How she hated her, just as everyone else, but if she had the chance to seek reveng then by the first egg she'd take it!

She sat there, twirling a fork which had tragically stabbed a grape upon her plate as her eyes drifted elsewhere.

Zally, she softly bespoke as her eyes glanced upwards to those around her but eventually drifted on a downwards descent again, are you up to stargazing tonight?

Something is troubling you again. What is it? Zalenth commented with a soothing tone, comforting and sweet.

It's too much to explain but I'll sum it up in one word. Rebels.

At hearing her answer, the brown rumbled a bit of laughter but knew that whenever she requested to stargaze Stryder unveiled her deepest scerets, fears and, sometimes if he was lucky enough, embarrassing stories.

Rebels, he pondered slightly as tonights discussion seemed a previous topic, that was the topic a few sevenday ago but I still will come and meet your Strydermine. I do love stargazing, it up in the charts right next to teasing you. Where shall I find you?

Oh, is it really? I'm honored. Rolling her eyes at his remark, though quite funny, she continued, Meet at the cliffside when your done eatting and flirting, Harper.

It was at that moment, the two-toned brown maw gaped open at the remark as it caught him by surprise. Of course, Stry couldn't help but listen to what his remarks and compliments were but any subject that Piroth and Zalenth conversed upon always seemed to go stray as it took a more humorous and teasing approach than a serious conversation. That is except for when he complimented her, that would be when he'd actually let his heart speak.

Tearing away at his fresh kill, Zalenth was about to open his maw and speak but as Piroth's words wisped through his thoughts he refrained from his idea as his stomach directed his maw to its rigthful place. Gnashing and tearing away at his kill.

Kai's eyes widened, she murmured a hello, then dropped her gaze back to her plate.

Necia smiled at her friend's shyness, going for more food before tilting her head at Stry. "You still with us, Stry?" She asked cautiously.

Something is wrong? She seemed slightly upset, because he felt upset. Or startled. She couldn't tell which.

Necia blinked, not used to discussing something like that in front of others- even though she was never shy about private things- and slowly set aside her food, regarding Stryder carefully.

"A while now. But due to your... preferences, it seems both felt it best to keep only as close friends. Why are you asking about this now?"

Kai looked between the two, then carefully sipped her juice, trying to avoid intruding on a private meeting between the two.


If you say so, Zalenth, she replied skeptically, carefully taking wing to pick another bird from the edge of the flock.

Necia just stared a moment, face totally blank, then blinked, and blinked again. Leaning back in her seat, she just stared at her friend in silence another long moment.

"Oh."

She sounded slightly faint, and maybe a little confused in that one word, but quickly regained herself, pulling her short red hair behind her ear. Looking for something to do with her hands, she picked up her cup, looking into it. "So when Piroth's next Flight occurs, and I'm assuming Zalenth will be there...."