Miasth's Flight

 A'xes looked up as he heard a loud bugle ringing out from the direction of the feeding grounds. He watched as another dragon, a blue, took up the call. He looked questioningly at his dragon, green Miasth, as she looked up from her perch above him.
A'xes! Diath is rising. The green stated, with a tinge of worry in her voice.
"So? Congradulations to them." He said.
Miasth rolled her eyes at her rider as she stood up. So, we don't want to be around when she does. It's not usually good to have two dragons rising at the same time.
"So?" A'xes said again. "It's not like you're rising now, are you Miasth?"
Silence. Silence. More silence.
"Miasth!?" A'xes looked up in shock. Miasth just looked away guiltily. So, she was the one who noticed when Diath took flight to the feeding grounds, leaving her rider stranded in her weyr.
...Think we should help her?
A'xes glanced at what his dragon was looking at, and sighed. "Oh, all right then. Let's get this over with."
He jumped to Miasth's back, and the green dragon jumped into the air, heading to Junae's weyr. He beckoned to her from the entrance, and she quickly complied, glaring at him before she recognised who it was.
"Miasth's waiting outside, but we'd better hurry. It's not good to have a proddy green around when another dragon's flying. We'll have to go somewhere else for a bit." He said as he helped the blond-haired woman onto his green's back.
They dropped her off at the feeding grounds, where Junae immediately attempted to control her volatile green. Diath hissed upon seeing Miasth, but the other green calmly ignored her. A'xes held on tightly as Miasth jumped into the air again, and promptly went between.

A'xes shuddered as they popped out of between, followed by Miasth's five suitors and their, thankfully female, riders. Contrary to what his brother Z'na suggested loudly and often, A'xes did not...do that.
He scrambled off the large green's back as she lunged toward a frightened herdbeast, scatteirng the small herd gathered here in preparation of the flight. Miasth, unlike Diath, did not need any encouragement to blood her kills, and quickly drained the herdbeast. After draining a second herdbeast, she jumped into the air, and was followed by the five male dragons gathered.
The young green, fast as quicksilver, darted always just out of reach of her suitors, playing with them. One of the blues, Lunarth, could not keep up with the pace, and gradually spiraled down in defeat.
Once affirming that Lunarth was out of the running, Miasth again turned her attention to her remaining four prospective mates. She glanced back once, then did a doubletake, turning her head again to affirm what she'd seen. Did that blue dragon have a peg leg? Yes, and another on his tail, along with a black patch over one eye. Miasth quickly decided that one was a bit too odd for her, and dived down, changing direction as she went. The blue Arbegarth tried to follow her, and was followed himself by the night blue, Idalayth. However, while Idalayth was able to recover himself at the last moment, the pirate dragon was not so lucky, and eventually dropped to the ground. Idalayth had lost a lot of distance, but he wasn't giving up yet. He hung near the back with the other blue dragon, Tethrath.
Miasth glanced back, checking out the three males left. Cream-marked red-brown Califath was in the lead, followed closely by Tethrath, and then the night blue, Idalayth. She considered the three dragons. None of them had been at Darkling Dawn long. She shot up into the clouds, beckoning the males on to follow her. Califath followed willingly enough, and Tethrath and Idalayth were busy snapping at each other as they followed the swift green.
Idalayth appeared with her above the clouds, but Tethrath had disappeared. So she lead Califath and Idalayth in a chase above the cover of clouds. Califath closed in on her, attempting to drop onto her, but she nimbly rolled to the side, back into the clouds. Califath did not follow her. She looked for the only dragon left, night blue Idalayth, and didn't see him. She crooned sadly, when she caught a glimpse of dark blue out of the corner of her eye.
Suddenly, somebody else was twining their tail with hers, but Idalayth it was not. Tethrath! It seemed he had not dropped out after all. Miasth happily decided that such a clever dragon deserved her.