"Easy Ronith dear heart, chew well." Sari soothingly encouraged her anxious green as she ate her share of firestone.  "Pheeww." the rider giggled and leaned back when Ronith belched a noxious cloud of fumes. The horrified green covered her nozzle and mind whispered a startled 'sorry!' to her rider.<br/>"No worry dearheart, you are the most wonderful dragon in all the world and chewed splendidly." Sari affirmed and stroked Ronith's neck.<br/>"There it is Ronith."  Sari announced to her vibrating green, "the hand signal."  She gave her green the visual and three beats later they zoomed out high and a top with the other green dragon's to face the menace that has haunted Pern forever.  Seeing a clump Ronith dove and flamed scooching a bit to the left as the wind blew a bit of flame back at her.  "Careful love," Sari soothed her anxious friend.  Relishing the sense of oneness with Ronith,  Sari marveled at Roni's speed and dexterity as she seemed to turn almost on her wing tip to avoid thread score and shoot off to flame another horrid clump.<br/>Feeling her green tire, Sari warns, "It's almost time to return to the weyr  and  have the second wave of greens come in.'  Ronith bugles in defiance, her eyes whirling red.  'Thread still falls.'  'I hate it as much as you love, but I will not overfly you.' Sari sends Ronith feelings of warmth and love but firmness none the less.  They follow down a last clump of the silver menace when they see the signal to them for well done and return to the weyr.  Heeding their wingleader, they blinked between and then home.<br/>