[Flight] Full Wolf Moon- Therianth Flight

[Aukai Oceansoul]

The Lone Wolf - Saharath

He liked them spicey! Saharath used his larger wings to scoop the air deeply and avoided the snatching claws for the most part with a roll. His bulk sailed past the small green and he caught her scent and grinned a draconic grin. He had been through many flights and hers was by far his favorite. He span and chased her back up into the air, he was at almost a full tank of stamina and he pounded the skies with his wingbeats, the concussions thumping rythmically.

Very very clever darling, give em what for!

He felt for the little green chaser who got raked, he wanted to lift her but well he had a female in heat to chase and he could always keep an eye on the green. Ladies should not be hurt unless they asked for it and she had been chasing Therianth therefore she must be okay with the consequences. He shook his head and refocused. Muscles strained as he tried to catch up to the two greens, they were not as far flying as golds but they made up for it with blazing speed.

Saharaths Stats
Bronze: 35
Motivated: 8
Not afraid of Pain: 5
Previous Battle Exp: 5
53 Points

Strength: 12
Speed: 10
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 11
Wits: 10

Health:19/ 22

Defense: 16

Position: 10 yards  

[Aukai Oceansoul]

The Alpha - Yurath

Yurath's heart belonged partially to the sea. He breathed the salt air and maneuvered swiftly as Therianth came blazing toward him. Being not afraid of pain, it was worth the extra raking to gain an extra 5 yards over that galumphing bronze brute. Yurath used long tapered wings to dance over the sea winds. Now it looked like he only had two greens in front of him, how beautiful it was, to be over the roiling sea in a roiling flight. He loved it.

Therianth, the salt water in my veins calls for you like a hurricane calls to land, please grant me the honor of a real flight, lets leave these jokers behind, find the beast inside and let her out!

He span in the air showing off the sexy length of his wings.

Yurath's Stats
Blue: 45
Motivated: 8
Not afraid of Pain: 5
Previous Battle Exp: 5
63 Points

Strength: 12
Speed: 13
Dexterity: 13
Stamina: 12
Wits: 13

Health: 16/21

Defense: 18

Distance: 15 yards  

[Meepfur]

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[faesinger]

Everyone has rolled! Woo! Round Two

Up, up, and up, Therianth went flying over the waters. The winds were wild here and it required stregth to stay on course. She was buffeted about a little and pushed off course slightly. But that didn’t matter as she had no particular place to be only a merry chase to lead. Looping around she dove for Mazamath who’s only act to gain her attention was to speak to her. I am indeed the most dangerous thing out tonight. The most precious too!

Roll Strength + Stamina

General Grid
1-8 The wind seems to be pushing you more sideways than you are going upward. Gain 5 yards
9-13 The wind is giving you trouble but you are still making headway. Gain 10 yards
14-17 Just some good steady climbing. Gain 15 yards
18-22 There is a little background wind but nothing you can’t handle. Gain 20 yards
23+ Wind, what wind? Climbing high! Gain 25 yards

Mazamath Specific Grid
1-8 Therianth hits and pulls you down with her Gain 5 yards, -9 health
9-13 Therianth hits hard before loosing her grip. Gain 10 yards, -7 health
14-17 Therianth gets in a good hit and then leaps off. Gain 15 yards, -5 health
18-22 She grazes you as she goes by. Gain 20 yards, -3 health
23+ She misses completely. Gain 25 yards, -0 health

Ranking:
Adarith 5 yards, -0 health
Mazamath 5 yards, -0 health
Hessianth 5 yards, -0 health
Rekamuth: 10 yards, -3 health
saharath 10 yards, -3 health
Yurath 15 yards, -5 health
Muerth 20 yards, -7 health

Next Round Three will be Monday at 8PM Pacific time or once everyone has rolled which ever is earlier.  

[Prism Shine]

Is such a blue worth your time, Therianth? Are truly ANY of these boys worthy of such a ferocious spirit? Muerth’s tone edged somewhere between ire for the male that the green had chosen to take on, and infatuation for the green. She turned, snarling at the blue who kept pace with her. Her wings spread wide, catching the rising breeze as her head turned to keep track of Therianth. It wouldn’t do to be on the outside looking in--again.

NPC Green Muerth's Stats
Strength: 16
Speed: 15
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 10
Wits: 12

Yards: 35
Health: 16/23
Defense: 20/20  

[demon_pachabel]

A deep rumble vibrated through Hessianth at all of these others - some familiar from the last that dear Therianth had risen. Then, a loud bellow. How dare they - how dare they! The anger of nature didn't push too hard against the brown who almost seemed distracted by Therianth flying at one of the blues with her claws at the ready.

If you want her attention, earn it. L'nik advised, holding down a secondhand snarl of his own as he knocked on Shahera's door. You think I won't? Hessianth snapped back, almost impatiently to his lifemate.

He pushed back against the angry winds that tried to push him and when for but a moment Therianth's claws raked his flesh, he reached out to her mentally like L'nik would have Shahera for one of their heated kisses. His desire was palpable, but only for her.

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Yards: 20
HP: 21/26

Hessianth's Stats:

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Brown: 40 points
Motivated: 8 points
Is Hessianth: +10
Is not afraid of Pain: +5
63 Points

Strength: 17
Speed: 8
Dexterity: 8
Stamina: 18
Wits: 12

Health:
Age: Less than 1 turn: 3 points
Size: Large for a brown: 3 points
Physical Condition: A beefy boy: 3 points
9 points
Strength (17) + 9 = 26

Defense:
Age: 1 point
Size: 1 point
Physical Condition: 3 points
5 points
Wits + 5 = 17

 

[SilverLutz]

The wind was making it tough, but he was gaining. Adarith watched as the green tangled with one of her suitors and his hearts beat faster, eyes swirling purple and red, eager to feel her teeth and claws and to return the favor.

Show me how dangerous you are, Therianth, he bellowed, roaring a challenge over the roll and crash of the wind on the water. He wanted a part of the fight, of the pounding of blood and adrenaline in his veins. Let's see what this little green had!

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Stats:
Strength 12
Speed 13
Dexterity 9
Stamina 15
Wits 9

HP: 24/24
Defense: 16
Yards: 5 + 10 = 15  

[Aukai Oceansoul]

The Lone Wolf - Saharath

Saharath sang out his enjoyment of this flight to all those who would listen, he wasn't in front per say, but he also was definitely not last. And that in a green flight was a thing of glory you couldn't lounge about at the rear then surge to the front like in the longer gold flights, a green flight was a no holds barred all out chase. Only the fox in this hunt fought back and she was so savagely beautiful as she did it too!

He bared his big teeth at those nearest to him,

Do not get to close to me, you will regret it, I hold my position and I race for she who calls with claws and fangs! Therianth do you want to fly with a real dragon?

Saharaths Stats
Bronze: 35
Motivated: 8
Not afraid of Pain: 5
Previous Battle Exp: 5
53 Points

Strength: 12
Speed: 10
Dexterity: 10
Stamina: 11
Wits: 10

Health:19/ 22

Defense: 16

Position: 25 yards  

[Aukai Oceansoul]

The Alpha - Yurath

Yurath did a quick flip in the air, the wind was being overly polite to him today, Sea and Sky both wanted this for him, the elements were aligning in his pursuit of FIRE.

Yurath heard the posturing of the big bronze behind him and snorted at the pompousness.

Someone is worried about the speed of smaller dragons, keep your tiny mind on the flight oh great bronze one or you will sink to the bottom of more than the ocean. Therianth needs fierceness not sulk.

Therianth my beautiful wonderful blazing star, let me show you my absolute worth to fall from the sky with you.

He was gaining on the green, everything in him was balanced for this. His wounds dripped but that just spurred him on. He was proud of the scars he would have.

Yurath's Stats
Blue: 45
Motivated: 8
Not afraid of Pain: 5
Previous Battle Exp: 5
63 Points

Strength: 12
Speed: 13
Dexterity: 13
Stamina: 12
Wits: 13

Health: 16/21

Defense: 18

Distance: 35 yards  

[medigel]

Not quite as in shape as some (most) of his fellow chasers, Rekamuth struggled to keep pace. Not that he showed it: even as his body strained to gain height, his eyes remained a joyous blue-purple mix as he turned skyward. Green flights were short things, but one could also play the long game within its time frame. And perhaps he might even make it out without so much wear and tear to his beautiful hide.

For once, the blue decided not to chat. While he was sure his charm could woo even the most base beast, Rekamuth heard Hessianth's snarl and decided it was best to watch for now. Temper, temper!

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base points
Blue: 45 + 8 + 5 = 58
(Mostly) Fit and Motivated [8], Dragon Okay With Pain (5)
health factor: 8
Between 6-20 Turns (4), Average for Color (2), Average/Normal Drills (2)
defense factor: 6
Between 6-20 Turns (2), Average for color (2), Average/Normal Drills (2)

stats
stre: 7
spd: 15
dex: 8
stam: 13
wits: 15

health: 12/15
defense: 21
yards: 20  

[Meepfur]

It was hardly a surprise that she came for him - he suspected that she'd have a piece of all of them, sooner or later - and he'd have had to be blind not to see her coming. It left him with a choice, though: was it better to try to avoid her, or to meet her, to embrace it? As he didn't know her well at all, Mazamath could only guess, so he erred on the side of the latter, rather than risk being thought cowardly. Claws dragged across hide, dragged him down, tore a rare snarl from his throat, and he snapped his jaws, though his intent was that they close on nothing but air...but close to her, very close. He would not draw ichor, even in retaliation, unless she wanted it.

If this is how you wish to play, I can oblige. Simply tell me so. The promise of claws, even of fangs if she desired it. This was her game.

On the ground, Adi yelped. The pain might not phase her dragon, but it did her! Oh, dear. Still, her own hesitation was overriden by his eagerness, and she continued on her way.

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Mazamath's Stats:

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Blue: 45
Fit and Motivated: 8
Dragon okay with pain: 5
58 points

Strength: 15
Speed: 6
Dexterity: 9
Stamina: 14
Wits: 14

Health:
5 Turns: 3
Large for Color: 3
Fit/Motivated: 3
Strength (15)+9=24

Defense:
5 Turns: 1
Large for Color: 1
Fit/Motivated: 3
Wits (14)+5=19

Yards: 5+5=10
HP: 15/24  

[faesinger]

Round Three

Therianth thrummed with satisfaction at the palpable hit she gave Mazamath. Finally she let go and went darting across the sea. She didn’t seem to keep one direction for long, requiring all dragons to be on alert for where to go next. Adarith had her attention though and she started having her darts come at him repeatedly. It was as if she was playing at being dangerous. Is this what you want, Adarith? Then suddenly she went for him full tilt. Or did you mean you want to bleed ichor? To stain the waves green?

Shahera eyed the door wondering who was on the other side. As Therianth was feeling bratty and wanted to antagonize, Shahera was feeling the same. She considered not answering the door at all briefly to see what the person did. Then an interesting idea came to her. She opened the door quickly but hid behind it so the Weyr appeared empty. Would they hesitate? Would they barge in? She was curious to see!

Roll Dexterity + Wits

General Grid
1-7 You get confused and end up almost going backwards +0 yards
8-12 While not gaining much, you don’t loose any ground either. +5 yards
13-19 Instead of following, you guess a direction and go straight through. +10 yards
20-25 Some darts seem to trick you, and some are easy to follow. +15 yards
26+ You got this and follow Therianth with ease. +20 Yards

Adarith Specific Grid
1-7 She turns away at the last second. Teasing once again. +0 yards, -0 health
8-12 Therianth only grazes him. +5 yards, -3 health
13-19 A quick hit, leaving only one claw mark. +10 yards, -5 health
20-25 Well, that could have ben worse. Or better. +15 yards, -7 health
26+ Ouch! She tears you up. +20 yards, -9 health

Ranking:

Mazamath 10 yards, -9 health
Adarith 15 yards, -0 health
Rekamuth: 20 yards, -3 health
Hessianth 20 yards, -0 health
saharath 25 yards, -3 health
Yurath 35 yards, -5 health
Muerth 35 yards, -7 health

Round four will begin Tuesday at 12PM Pacific time, or once everyone has rolled. Which ever is earlier.  

[demon_pachabel]

Hessianth simply was not as nimble as his beloved, though he was perfectly steady - but steady didn't get what he wanted, and his frustration bubbled across his mental tether to L'nik. He snarled at Saharath's boast of being a real dragon - Try your claws on me! I do not fear any who would try to take her from me! She is and will always be mine!

Usually such words were spoken more sweetly - as he had made it no secret to Therianth when neither were caught in a flight.

The door swung open and there was nobody there. "Hm! There must be a ghost, haunting this perfectly good weyr~" he said playfully, stepping inside only due to confidence offered from familiarity - and Hessianth. Once inside, he reached out for the edge of the door to close it, though he did quite pointedly not look that way.

Perhaps he was looking to see if she'd hidden somewhere else - or he was enjoying the game.

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Yards: 25
HP: 21/26

Hessianth's Stats:

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Brown: 40 points
Motivated: 8 points
Is Hessianth: +10
Is not afraid of Pain: +5
63 Points

Strength: 17
Speed: 8
Dexterity: 8
Stamina: 18
Wits: 12

Health:
Age: Less than 1 turn: 3 points
Size: Large for a brown: 3 points
Physical Condition: A beefy boy: 3 points
9 points
Strength (17) + 9 = 26

Defense:
Age: 1 point
Size: 1 point
Physical Condition: 3 points
5 points
Wits + 5 = 17

 

[Meepfur]

Mazamath had no complaints whatsoever about being dug into (if anything, he took it as a good sign that he was the first to receive such attentions), and though the wounds stung and would certainly hurt more in the morning, in the moment he had not a care for them at all. Once released, he surged onward after Therianth, bugling his desire and determination.

Hessianth's vehement assertion that the green was his gave him no pause, either, and left him unruffled. He shared quietly in Rekamuth's amusement, waves of cheer rolling off him in spite of the ichor that did the same. It was a Flight, and it was all fun, at least for Mazamath. But if neither of them won, perhaps he and his fellow blue might indeed nibble on each other.

Once over the initial shock of feeling pain through her bond with Mazamath, Adi hurried hopefully along towards Shahera's weyr, arriving just in time to see the door swing open and a young man - a very attractive young man, she noted - enter. Never one for shyness, the bluerider didn't hesitate. Though she didn't step as far in, she did lean a hand against the door (completely failing to notice that the rider who'd preceded her was reaching to close it) to peek in with a playful giggle. "Shahera~?"

She didn't know her new wingmate anything close to well, certainly not her preferences or if she was taken, and the other rider was a total mystery - but the answers to any of that speculation would not be found just standing out in the hall.

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Mazamath's Stats:

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Blue: 45
Fit and Motivated: 8
Dragon okay with pain: 5
58 points

Strength: 15
Speed: 6
Dexterity: 9
Stamina: 14
Wits: 14

Health:
5 Turns: 3
Large for Color: 3
Fit/Motivated: 3
Strength (15)+9=24

Defense:
5 Turns: 1
Large for Color: 1
Fit/Motivated: 3
Wits (14)+5=19

Yards: 5+5+15=25
HP: 15/24  

[medigel]

Rekamuth might have laughed if he hadn't been saving his breath for the flight. Always the posturing! Flights weren't supposed to be such serious things - this wasn't even a maiden flight, if his memory was correct. (When one chased as often as the blue did, things tended to meld together after a while.) Therianth might have been snapping and whipping herself at them like a sword, but in the end it was part of the ritual, the game! The most wonderful kind, in fact.

So serious, he teased Hessianth and Saharath. Rekamuth followed the green's darts with majority accuracy, tending to wait before leaning into a turn. If she wanted a fight, well, the best kind he could provide was egging the spat between her other suitors. In jest, of course. We're all friends here, aren't we? I wouldn't mind nibbling on one or two of you, however, if that's your preference~ Or hers!

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base points
Blue: 45 + 8 + 5 = 58
(Mostly) Fit and Motivated [8], Dragon Okay With Pain (5)
health factor: 8
Between 6-20 Turns (4), Average for Color (2), Average/Normal Drills (2)
defense factor: 6
Between 6-20 Turns (2), Average for color (2), Average/Normal Drills (2)

stats
stre: 7
spd: 15
dex: 8
stam: 13
wits: 15

health: 12/15
defense: 21
yards: 35