Seyna's footsteps came to a halt as she heard Serrah again, and she turned to regard her friend. She still felt confined in her usually comfortable clothing as it hugged against her flesh, and she absently tugged at her sleeves. She could feel the first stirrings of Charith as she slowly began to wake, and the sheer heat of her dragon's emotions sent another flush racing across her features. It wouldn't be long now.<br/><br/>She heard Serrah's admission, and though it embarrassed her, she only smiled, somewhat shyly. "I know Charith likes him more than any of the other blues or browns..."..and there, she trailed off, once again blushing deeper at the thought of where this conversation was swiftly heading. She was not a virgin by any means now, but all of her sexual experience had been instigated by her green's mating urges and not her own. She started to say more, and then her eyes went wide and unfocused.<br/><br/>Charith woke from her slumber and stretched luxuriantly in her weyr. The primal instinct to mate was overpowering, and her lustrous green hide shone with a brilliant emerald hue in the morning sunlight. The haughty green roared as she lifted from the ledge, and made her way down to the open field area where the runnerbeasts and other food animals were kept for the dragons.<br/><br/><em>I am so hungry...and thirsty...</em>came the thought into Seyna's mind. She fought a brief war with her dragon, warning her.<br/><br/><em>Blood your kill, Charith. Do you hear me? Blood it, don't eat its flesh!</em><br/><br/>Her commandments met with another roar from Charith as she landed neatly, claws capturing her prey. For a moment, Seyna feared that the dragon would eat rather than simply take its blood, but she was soon relieved in that aspect. With her own body responding to the longings of her dragon, Seyna turned and clutched at Serrah's arm. "She's blooding her kill...She's rising..." The words were breathless, and then she spun on her heels once again, her lithe form racing toward the open rim of the Weyr.