((OOC - If you have no idea what this RP is about, then it's probably not for you! If you are an Anne McCaffrey fan, go here to sign up! (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74312.0)<br/><br/>Serrah yawned and stretched, feeling Harath was awake.<br/><br/><em>I'm hungry</em>. The blue dragon told her.<br/><br/>"You're always hungry!" Serrah slid out of her sleeping furs and pulled on some clothes. One of the things she loved about being a dragon rider was the clothes. In the forests of Lemos where she grew up, one wore leather if one didn't want to end up mincemeat. The thorn trees actually bit! And other trees were not exactly friendly.<br/><br/>But here in Igen Were, the finest clothes from all over Pern were tithed and she got her share.<br/><br/><em>Not any more... but this morning I would like to eat.</em><br/><br/>"Oh come on then" Serrah scratched his eye ridges and Harath's eyes whirled slowly in pleasure. "Drop me off at the kitchens? I'm hungry too!"<br/><br/><em>Of course.</em><br/><br/>Serrah climbed onto Herath's back, and he jumped from the were, stretching his wings and dropping in a lazy glide to the floor of the bowl. Serrah smiled. The sun was barely up and the lip of the volcanic crater was tinged with gold. The Watchdragon bugled a soft greeting and Harath returned it. Serrah's mind wandered during the long slow descent. She remembered all the fuss when she had Impressed Harath, four turns ago. "Why shouldn't a girl Impress a blue dragon?" She had asked. She had been told, "Because blues mate with greens and greens are - usually - impressed by girls."<br/><br/>"Yes, but not always... "<br/><br/>"The men who Impress greens are... usually attracted to other men!" The Wereleader had said, blushing. Serrah had simply stared at him and said, "And...?"<br/><br/>"And... Oh! You mean you...?"<br/><br/>The senior queen had chuckled softly and placed a hand on her weremate's arm. "Don't ask how the dragons know, they just do."<br/><br/><em>Yes. We don't know how we know either...</em>Harath's thought cut through her reverie.<em>Hold on, I'm landing.</em><br/><br/>Of course, Harath had yet to rise to any of the greens. Serrah suspected he was mature enough, but was simply biding his time. Serrah had her own private preference, but dragons mated as they would, the first time.<br/><br/>She dismounted, thanked Harath and headed into the lower caverns. There was fresh Klah, as always, and she helped herself, eschewing the sweetener, and filling a bowl with cereal.<br/><br/>She looked around the dining hall for someone to sit with.