[Greenflight] Heed the Siren's Call (Finished)

[faesinger]

As Seirath twined around him, Enoith hummed in pleasure. You are kind to say so as it is your hide that sparkles like stars tonight. Einoith was encouraged though and followed Seirath through the skies mimicking her dancing with dancing of his own. Let us dance together this night and make the stars pale with jealousy at the comparison.

W’res drew close to Amra’s hut and had to stop still in admiration of her dancing. Then his dragon’s desires drove him onward and he approached Amra and began his own rhythmic dancing around Amra. He said nothing, letting his dragon’s words call to the pair.

Enoith’s Stats:
Base points for blue: 45pts
Between 6-20 turns: +10 points
Average/Normal: +5 points
Native to Western Weyr: +5
Total: 65

Strength: 15
Speed: 12
Dexterity: 11
Stamina: 14
Wits: 13

Score: 24 (22+2)  

[demon_pachabel]

It was only fair that so many took to the sky to pursue such a lovely one. Her nearly black eyes had lost most traces of the reds that had played in a back and forth game of threats with her rider, leaving only the darkest of purples - she had no eye to assess the others in their attempted calls. No, only Seirath's siren call appealed.

Beautiful dear, it would be bad form for me to show off when your own dance is so much better the show, Erinyeth's voice was a low rumble even in spite of missing her usual tone of borderline aggression. Her affection would and could never be described as soft or sweet.

Nor were Seirath's turns and twists anything a powerfully built green like her anything she could hope to mimic with any grace of beauty. Still, she twisted in the air to pursue, ducking close enough to the waves that her feet could brush against the surface, experience keeping her from falling too far.

I will show you your weight's worth in wealth when you are safe in my claws, the way only a lady can.

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Erinyeth's Stats
Strength: 17
Speed: 10
Dexterity: 13
Stamina: 20
Wits: 12

SCORE:
Round One: 14 + 1 = 15  

[Hattaki]

With a sigh Seirath washed herself in the glow of all these beautiful words, all these beautiful dragons were simply spoiling her. She loved it. It was beyond wonderful and to be given such attentions and such focus, could only glow so much brighter in the fading light. Despite the desire to stay close to them all and twist and tease them she had to get height and test their skills at the same time. It would be almost another form of teasing and she was very good at it. Wings pushing harder and faster, she laughed brightly and trumpeted in excitement as she cast a glance backwards to see where they all were.

Come along sweet Vith, are you saving the best for last? Seirath sang sweetly to him, a mental crook of her claws followed as if she could draw him closer to her and inspire greater speed.

Purple eyes didn't miss her sister that was keeping pace just further off, let her see everything that a flight had to offer, and maybe dear Nzambith could find some of her own inspiration in this. It wouldn't be terribly long before her own rising after all... A gentle push at her sister's mind came as if she could direct her notice towards a shimmer.

Oh a kiss in return from wonderful Teth, the little green spared a quick twirl of excitement for this and for his howling song. Oh you will far outlast me dear but to see your attentions upon me when you give them so freely to all is quite sweet. Let us race as long as we can! Seirath trilled a bit when she sensed the kisses going to others as well, curious how the flight might end for them all.

Ah but you are so kind, don't fall behind too far shining boy. I do so enjoy those gentle words and hesitation is not for this evening. Such a giant bronze would surely work his way back to the front of the pack soon enough, of that she was certain. In the meantime she pressed a gentle touch to him even from so far ahead.

Cloveth was such a beautiful and kind lady, quite a wonder with her compliments and so very eager as well! A bell-like chirruping noise came from Seirath as she spun and twisted out just a bit as if to draw the brighter green back. Let us both shine together then beautiful one, come closer that we can create our own dance.

A shiver ran down her spine for a moment when Aleyath spoke, for she'd been concerned that he might dip away but he'd drawn closer yet, closer than even most. At the flared wings she bugled and brushed mental caresses all over. Yes, show me all that beauty, stay with me and share it all. And she did mean all of it.

Her glow pulsed for a moment when she heard a new voice call out to her, far behind the others but not quiet in the least. 'My Seirath' he'd called her, for even as far back as their eggs laying gently against one another, that could be all but confirmed. Rouenth! She reached for him, tried to pull the giant blue closer for he was so very far away and she was so nearly ready.

Here came Enioth, another blue that drew her attention towards him as he overshot her just a small bit, but he stayed so close that she was able to dance about him in the air once more to her immense elation. Oh but that they would, for who shines brighter in the night than those who dance to claim it? Seirath's claws reached out teasingly before winging ahead once more.

Bold words! I would see how safe those claws are, come closer dark lady and share the sky with me. She was a serious one but her words held such strength and resolve, Seirath desired to discover the promise that those words held. But only if the older green earned it.

Follow after me dears, here's where we see what you have. Seirath banked out over the waves and twisted a series of intricate moves as she rose up even higher yet despite them.

Far down below, stilled in her dance as two gray eyes stared into the darker ones of the man who'd gently taken her hand, Amra saw two faces as she looked at him. It seemed that Seirath's flight was affecting her in ways that she hadn't expected and she couldn't quite find the words she wanted to use for him. Lifting her hand she trailed it over his chest and spun away, one hand reaching out to pull him near again as she trailed fingers over W'res as well. Blue, the dragon that had gotten closest to her sweet lifemate, she could see it in the man's face as he danced. Deep down she wanted to simply grasp one of them and fall into something she had no words for, but both their faces flashed both their dragons, two others behind them wore the images of their dragons as well, was that Rennati? This flight was going to burn her apart.

Choose soon! It was all Amra could do to implore of Seirath, for she could feel the green's stamina waning despite her dizzying moves that the woman herself replicated in a slower rhythm before the two men closest to her.

Strength: 6
Speed: 20
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 6
Wits: 15

Round 1: 22/35
Round 2: /35

Roll Speed and Wits!!

SilverLutz

+1 because despite the silence she saw what your rider did there. lol

houllow

+2 for the sweet kisses!

Prism Shine

+2 to Cloveth's wonderful eagerness!

Smerdle

+4 for staying, now come closer dear one~

Nilah44

+3 Oh Seirath's excited to see you. ;3

faesinger

+2 Such sweet words and the closest for her to tease

demon_pachabel

+4 because that intensity is making Seirath curious.

(Sorry this was late guys! *Sweats* Bad night. Tomorrow will be on time!)  

[SilverLutz]

Vith was focused despite his lagging behind most of the other dragons. Indeed, it seemed that he and a large bronze were pulling up the rear of this chase while the smaller, lither dragons and those with incredible exuberance were far ahead. But still Seirath called to him, her question and beckoning making him chuckle fondly. Even if he didn't catch her this evening he'd have to seek her out later simply for the joy of her presence. She seemed quite entertaining and if his own rider's delighted thoughts were anything to go by, her rider was equally interesting.

That's the plan, my dear,, he returned, reaching for her with his mind since he was hopelessly far back now. There was no way he'd close the distance between them now, his only hope was when she angled up and fought against gravity itself. Then he might stand a chance. I may not be able to keep pace with you here but I will catch you when you fall should you wish it. A bit of longing entered his words, curious and hopeful that the spunky green might somehow end up in his claws.

K'mar didn't get a verbal answer from the woman but the hand on his chest was confirmation enough. It wasn't a push but a caress and the ex-mercenary took it for what it was worth, his grin widening considerably. He was pulled forward as she spun away, keeping the distance between them small, and he found him within reaching distance of another rider. He gave the other man a little nod and a quirk of his brow. K'mar was more than happy to share a bed with anyone, including multiple anyones. He knew not everyone's preferences swung that way, though, and he tightened his hand on the tall woman's for just a moment as she continued to dance, not quite making a call. Obviously he'd let her choose since she had multiple options to pick from, but K'mar was more than willing to join in with as many riders as she was willing to select.

"Seems your lovely green isn't the only one with her work cut out for her," he said, his voice low and just a bit rough from the flightlust coursing through his system, but it was still friendly and certainly amused. He brushed his thumb along her knuckles, pulling her closer in another little twirl, both to keep the dance going and to keep her interest. He was a fighter, after all, and if she was going to pick just one he'd rather it be him than anyone else.

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Strength: 17
Speed: 9
Dexterity: 9
Stamina: 18
Wits: 12

Total: 11 + 9 + 1 = 21

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Nzambith was completely enthralled with watching her sister. Now there was little in the way of personalized physical teasing, but those that kept pace with her sister were treated to more of the same dance as before. It was completely mesmerizing and she was thankful they weren't flying over a forest, for she would surely crash into a tree. As it was her height kept dipping and she was only spurred higher when the foam from the sea below sprayed against her face.

The gentle nudge from Seirath - she was so good at this despite it being her first time that she still had even a moment to spare for her sister! - caused the gloomy green to glance a little further back. There were three dragons struggling to catch up, a blue, a brown, and...oh. Nzambith had seen bronze dragons before, of course. She had seen golds as well. She had siblings that were both, even! But never before had she seen one so...shiny. The way the setting sun caught his hide made him shine brighter than any dragons he'd ever seen before and she was drawn like a moth to a flame, losing a little speed as she stared openly. She gave her sister just a taste of the delight that was running through her body before quickly clamming up again. This was Seirath's flight, not Nzambith's hour. She could speak to her sister later when she wasn't so preoccupied.  

[Smerdle]

His altitude advantage worked out well for the handful of minutes that followed, but Seirath was faster, more agile, and more wily in this moment than he. One second Aleyath had her in his sights, and the next she had shot ahead, all but the speediest greens well behind her.

An outpouring of love and mental draconic kisses from an enormous brown had him smirking as he dove, and while he moved to rejoin the group, Aleyath spared several long glances for the sparkling bronze in their midst. He didn't have breath to sigh, as he was using it all to keep pace, but... that was one pretty dragon. In this, at least, he and Nzambith had quite a lot in common.

He channeled that appreciation at the green leading this merry band, adding encouragement and a sharp pulse of pure glee to the mix as he dipped and rolled. I'm not going anywhere, dearest, darling, wonderful Seirath. You should see us all. We look like... just... the best comet. He debated shutting up then, recognizing his own distracted babbling for what it was, but very quickly decided that he didn't care how silly he sounded. He doubted Seirath would either.

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strength: 10
speed: 11
dexterity: 12
stamina: 11
wits: 8

round one (speed + dex): 14 ( +3 ) = 17
round two (speed + wits): 12 ( +4 heart ) = 16

 

[Prism Shine]

Her hearts stammered slightly, for even in the presence of this light spirit did Cloveth suddenly feel like she had on her first rising, her first chasing. Seirath was lovely, dearly so. She bounced with the thermal, a slight rise and fall as the pure sweetness of her voice sent her atwitter. Oh, might I be so lucky as to dance with you this evening, Seirath? You outshine the sun. I count myself lucky to be amongst your rays.

Yet she banked with ease, following after Seirath as if it had been as natural as breathing. The oceanspray played in the air much like the illuminous green was. Cloveth’s body twisted, curling after Seirath.


Cloveth’s Stats

Strength: 10
Speed: 22
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 10
Wits: 15

Round 1: 22 + 15 = 37 = 36 + 3 = 39
Round 2: 22 + 15 = 37 = 11 + 2 = 13 = 52  

[Prism Shine]

Not his best start, but bronzes are known for their endurance, not speed. I would not hesitate if you chose my claws for a safe landing. His words are honest and sweet, crooning to her more melodious song. Her gentle touch and sweet sound propelled him on, even as he encouraged his rider on.

Yet his eyes strayed to the other dragons amongst him giving chase. The first being another green who seemed less chasing and more.. observing. A lovely green, as all the Western dragons seemed to be. Yet her dark and light shades contrasted so well--utterly eye catching! His wings spread, rising some in a small show in the dying daylight. If she stared, why not give her something to appreciate? But his eyes are drawn to another set of eyes upon him--oh, a brown! The gorgeous sparkling on his wings and body were enough that he second-guessed himself briefly, yet the lack of a glimmer doesn’t dissuade the stammer of his hearts. Handsome in his own right, as well--why was Western so full of lovely dragons? Why hadn’t he come to this Weyr sooner? Chirakumath curls himself, and for a stocky bronze, doesn’t do too bad of a job at a mid air roll. Yet he sends them both the gentlest of waves, a warmth to not distract away from their lovely sister. But, after, well….

Wings mantling, he turns to stay after Seirath. The tips of his claws gently hitting the water--yet the playing waves could not stall the steady bronze. He would see things to the end.

On the beach, flight lust had helped edge out the anxious feeling in Amrit’s stomach. While he may have not much to offer, he stepped closer to the dancing, swirling, beautiful rider. If he may be denied, so be it--but certainly he had to try.


(NPC) Chirakumath’s Stats

Strength: 21
Speed: 8
Dexterity: 5
Stamina: 13
Wits: 13

Round 1: Speed ( 8 ) + Dexterity (5) = 13 = 4 + 1 = 5
Round 2: 8 + 13 = 10 = 15  

[demon_pachabel]

Erinyeth was not and would never be a fast green, but her attention was sharp on the young one who led the chase, following her though her movements were much less graceful. But experience allowed her to bank deeper and closer to those threatening waves, keen to remind them that they had no power over her. Nor did the rumbling that threatened to spill from her, so eager to show all of these boys how a green was meant to be handled, to be cared for.

With an outpouring of mental touches, caresses that only she would know to give, like an inky pool that she offered only the surface of in a gesture to young Seirath. They were the affections of a green who did not offer up such promises of tenderness easily.

It has been offered to no other here, dancer of the sky, and knows things from far off places that suffer for your not having beheld them.

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Erinyeth's Stats
Strength: 17
Speed: 10
Dexterity: 13
Stamina: 20
Wits: 12

SCORE:
Round One: 14 + 1 = 15
Round Two: 11 + 4 = 15 (eyyyy)

TOTAL: 30  

[houllow]

Thankfully Teth did not knock in to anyone, or anything, or the water or whatever else happened to be around. For all his sweetness he wasn't exactly the brightest glow in the lamp, nor was he the fastest, but at least Seirath was right in believing he'd be able to outlast her. He could probably outlast all of them there twice over and keep going, if he really wanted.

Then let's fly forever!!! Everyone together!! His howling song was certain to annoy but Teth didn't care and the excitement kept flowing. More dragons had joined since he last looked and they zoomed past him with relative ease, but again he didn't care. There was a thrill in the chase (and a thrill of the catch too) but mostly just. Teth was enjoying every bit of this after being held down for so long. You look so lovely, dance more dance more!!

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Brown Teth

Teth is a sweetheart and you know and love him.
F'ell is currently hiding and wants NO PART of this ordeal.

Base points for brown: 40pts
Less than 5 turns: +2 points
Fit/Motivated: +10 points
Native to Western Weyr: +5

TOTAL: 57

Strength: 17
Speed: 7
Dexterity: 13
Stamina: 18
Wits: 2

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round 1: 14(+2) = 16
round 2: 7(+2) = 9

total: 25  

[faesinger]

Enoith followed Seirath and became distracted by her beauty enough to almost miss the change in direction. Not the thing you want to do when trying to impress someone. He saved himself in time and gave a little flourish as if he had meant to do that all along. You already outshine the stars. I only wish to bask in the beauty for longer and closer.

W’res trailed a hand out following Amra’s. He paid little attention to the others. He wouldn’t fight them physically, though he made sure to show his own grace off just a little more.

Enoith’s Stats:
Base points for blue: 45pts
Between 6-20 turns: +10 points
Average/Normal: +5 points
Native to Western Weyr: +5
Total: 65

Strength: 15
Speed: 12
Dexterity: 11
Stamina: 14
Wits: 13

Score: 41 (22+2)+(15+2)  

[Nilah44]

Rouenth

His sweet green's words only spurred him forward, she wanted him to be near and he wanted the same. But he had such a late start in comparison nor was he as quick as some of the others. HIs wings were strong and thats what he tried to use to his advantage. If only these other sharding competitors would get out of his way. Rouenth snarled and chomped at any tails or legs near him as they began their ascent up after the alluring siren. Yet, he wasn't making any headway it seemed. Maybe if you stopped worrying about the others and focused you could do better. Rennati reminded her bonded softly as she watched the couple dance together. Her comment earned herself a mental snarl, though his heart wasn't in it. Rou knew his was right and so he turned his focus to his green and his green alone. I hope you'll forgive my tardiness, it was unforgivable. I'll understand if you'd like me to drop out now. You, beautiful Seirath, deserve only the best....and how I wish that to be me. The last bit was added softly, a gentle note and lilt to his usual calm collected words.

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Rouenth: Is likely to be violent to any nearby, expect chomp-chomps of anything he can for those unlucky enough to share the same space! He is pretty territorial and Seirath is one he's claimed as his.

Rennati: Won't be as hessitant as her first flight experience but might have more timidness the morning after, or get a little clingy, who knows! Open to both genders, just lemme knowww.

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Base points for blue: 45pts
Less than 5 turns: +2 points
Fit/Motivated: +10 points
Native to Western Weyr: +5
Total: 62

Strength: 20
Speed: 8
Dexterity: 7
Stamina: 14
Wits: 13

Round 1: ONE....
Seirath = +3
Round 2: 5
Total: 9

 

[Hattaki]

As she rose higher and higher into the sky it seemed that Seirath was trying to outrun the setting sun, trying to keep the light shining on her glorious form that was starting to lose the glow that came from her waiting too long. It came along with the exhaustion that was starting to eat at the edges of her energy reserves. It wasn't going to be long now, not at all. In fact she didn't even turn to look where they were in the pack, just felt for them all to assure herself they still remained. It seemed that she had pulled quite far ahead of many of them but this was where they would catch up to her and she knew it in her hearts.

Gentle sigh and the little green used the last of her attention and strength as she pushed higher and higher still.

You may just get your wish lovely one, now show me all the strength that you've held in reserve and push through. Seirath crooned, flicking the tips of her tail as if to tease. Surely such a strong brown could force his way to the front of the pack.

Sheer joy and delight ran through her with a touch from Nzambith and she soaked it in, letting it give her just a bit more energy as she basked in her sister's realizations. Soon would come her own time, her sister's own chance.

A soft chuckle escaped her with Aleyath's words and how she could feel his attention pulling towards the glistening bronze that was chasing alongside him. Shine brightly with me dear one and fall like the shooting star you are. Gently she pressed the bronze's image to him lest he not catch her, even if she could hope all the same. He was lovely after all.

So close was Cloveth that Seirath sang for her despite the weariness that was evident in her voice. It was true, she was young and as this was her first rise so she had overdone it just a tad. But to dance with such a pretty green, she reached out and sang like a bright bell. Dance into the night with me sweet spring breeze. Keep chasing faster like the wind you are.

Laughter rang from her at the bronze's wandering eye and just as she had with Aleyath, she pushed an image to him even as she demanded his attention. Come along so that you might prove those claws are the best choice in this waning light. For surely the sparkle you have is not waning a bit. Shine and sparkle might not have caught her eye but she would not discount this lovely one.

Even in the weary fog that was eating at her Seirath could feel those touches, the caress of them making her body twist just a bit more vibrantly. A rush of bugling delight sang through the air for Erinyeth. All the more wonderful is it to see such beauty in the face of such danger. Push forward and show me your dark strength! So glorious was this one.

If only my wings would allow me to fly forever sweet Teth. Would you be so kind as to come closer so that we could dance into the night together, surely our strong wings can keep us up for hours. Seirath brushed at him playfully with encouragement. He was made of joy and strength after all.

So close already and yet to be closer! It would be a wonderful thing to see the stars light up the sky in your embrace bright Enoith. Of all of them he had gotten close just as Cloveth had, but she could still feel where he was and she called to him with a trill, with a pull! Show the dancing skills he had just as his rider was.

Never! As if you should think I might send you away my lovely shield. You came and for these hearts that is a joy, now is the time to shine and rise. Seirath would never let Rouenth turn around in this moment, in fact she was trying desperately to draw him nearer with a song even when she was wearing out. Exhaustion was radiating from her as she rose and she needed him.

But would any of them come to prove to her their strength, of that she was certain would happen soon as her wingbeats slowed and her breaths came a bit harder. Sweet lights of my hearts, chasers in the waning glow, it is now I need your strength. Show me your reserves before I fall to your embrace.

Hearing that in her own heart, Amra could sense Seirath's inevitable fall and her own body was beginning to react in ways she hadn't realized it would. It wasn't exhaustion that was settling over her as much as need and urgency, for she could dance for hours without pause. Only one was still speaking to her and the roughness of his voice seemed to make the fire burn stronger within her. But they were all so bold, each dancing and even another stepping closer. Faces and colors melded together until she was just moments from falling herself even as she twirled and kept her hands on them.

Strength: 6
Speed: 20
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 6
Wits: 15

Round 1: 22/35
Round 2: 35/35
Round 3: 12/12

Total: 69

Roll Strength and Stamina!!
This is your last roll kids!

SilverLutz

+1 Now's your chance to show her!

Smerdle

+1 Oh dearest anxious one, she loves you talking

Prism Shine

+2 to Cloveth for making her swoon

demon_pachabel

+3 for the burst of energetic Ooooo <3

houllow

+1 and come dance!

faesinger

+2 Starlight will never be the same for her

Nilah44

+4 Don't you dare leave you beautiful giant!

(Also you should all know Seirath just adores you all... she'd heap all +5's on you if she could apparently. lol)  

[SilverLutz]

There went Seirath, turning near-vertical as she rose. Vith followed her up with his eyes as he banked hard, soon climbing after her. The others were either still far ahead or falling back to settle with him, those with a nice mix of strength and stamina and speed looking as if they'd win the day. Vith wasn't terribly quick or agile but this was when he would shine, if he was going to today. There were many here who the green seemed pleased with, though, and in the end that was what mattered.

In the end it's up to you and whoever you think proved themselves. Even if it is not I you select perhaps we can meet again another day. He could see flashes from K'mar of her lovely rider and knew he wouldn't mind seeing her again at the very least. Vith certainly wouldn't mind getting to know her on the ground - she certainly had a lot of spunk!

K'mar could sense the resignation in Vith's hearts, but he tried to spur him on just a bit. Don't give up so easily, Vith! he encouraged as the green's rider spun before him, another joining them to dance. He let her brush her free hand over them in an invitation as he was more than happy to bed more than one person, but he kept her hand he had grabbed earlier firmly in his. If she only wanted one, it was going to be him.

"That's it," he said softly, seeing the sudden incline to the dragons off in the distance. "It's time, greenrider. I'll carry you back to your home even if mine doesn't carry yours to the sea."

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Strength: 17
Speed: 9
Dexterity: 9
Stamina: 18
Wits: 12

Total: 21 + 16 + 1 = 38

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Nzambith was startled when she realized the bronze had taken a moment to look at her. It was just a moment, a fleeting one even, but it seemed he shifted the way he was angled just a bit to sparkle even more in the sunlight for her. Her hearts beat a bit faster until a surprising, unknown warmth brushed her mind, and she was sure they stopped in that instant. Oh dear.

I...I'm going to go back to Mine, sister. Choose whomever you think is best, she called hesitantly, flustered and overwhelmed as she peeled off from the group, not bothering to fly straight up. Instead she turned back to the beach, wings beating steadily and surely. She shouldn't be there to draw attention away from her sister in the highlight of her flight, even if that bronze had been very pretty.  

[Smerdle]

It had only been a momentary distraction, truly, but when he was both acknowledged and encouraged in barely the span of a minute, Aleyath's attention couldn't help but split again. He put on a burst of speed, still intent on catching Seirath, but when this initial effort brought him mere feet ahead of the bronze, he turned, trying to look as suave as a young brown could while winded and chasing another dragon.

Hey... um... nice to meet you.

Aleyath sped on, leaving a restless giddiness in his wake as he strove to make up ground. He hadn't given up yet, though he had little else to say. Now was the time for concentration.

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strength: 10
speed: 11
dexterity: 12
stamina: 11
wits: 8

round one (speed + dex): 14 ( +3 ) = 17
round two (speed + wits): 12 ( +4 ) = 16
round three (strength + stamina): 10 ( +1 heart ) = 11

total: 44

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Prism Shine

 

[Prism Shine]

Hearts tugged at the weariness she could hear in Seirath’s voice--for she knew that feeling. Overexerting oneself, just to have fun--. Poor dear. Wings spreading just a bit wider, crooning and trilling sweetly. The warmth of the breeze is here for you, dearest. Allow me to carry you home, for your wings must be tiring out. Cloveth had kept her own pace easily enough, though she could feel the gentle strain on them. Her claws reaching, though Seirath was pulling further ahead of her.

Cloveth’s Stats

Strength: 10
Speed: 22
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 10
Wits: 15

Round 1: 22 + 15 = 37 = 36 + 3 = 39
Round 2: 22 + 15 = 37 = 11 + 2 = 13 = 52
Round 3: 10 + 10 = 20 = 3 + 2 = 5 = 57