Flights

Avodoth was asleep and Taylor was walking around the lake. F'ster's dragon, Vheyth, was blooding and so was two other dragons from Bremek Weyr. The three dragons looked up to the ledge and flew up there. There was a loud bugle from Taylor's weyr. The Avodoth flew down to the Feeding Grounds and began to kill wherries.
"Do not let her gorge!" Taylor heard someone shout behide her.
Weyrwoman Teah and Weyrwoman Brooke came to see what was going on. "Come on Taylor, don't let her gorge!" Weyrwoman Brooke said grasping her shoulders.
Taylor fell in a deep trance and became one with Avodoth. Avodoth unwillingly blooded. After tearing at the throats of four wherries Avodoth sreached and took flight. Taylor fell to her knees. Avodoth flew up past the cliff where the dragons were waiting and then the males took flight.
Avodoth quickly turned to the sun. The sun was going down and Avodoth blended in with the purple sky. Vheyth flew to where the sky turned a very dark blue and hide among the clouds waiting for the right moment. Avodoth flew past the two other blues who were chasing her. The first blue took a chance ,but Avodoth flew up-wards and the blue dropped downwards. The second kept flying behide her.
Vheyth now had his chance. Vheyth dove out of the clouds and made a stuggle with Avodoth. Avodoth quickly looked to see who had cought her. She smiled and they dropped downward to the lake. Taylor came to her mind.
"Who won?" Taylor asked the Weyrwomen.
"Well... F'ster did." Weyrwoman Teah said.
Then F'ster came over to Taylor and smiled. Taylor and F'ster walked hand in hand to the Hall to eat... for the first time as weyrmates.