Up Where The Sky Is Bright [ACTIVE/CLOSED]

[fuckyeahmaths]

Characters: Temrer Temeraire, Captain William Laurence, Volatilus/Volly
Location: THE SKY
Time: Early morning.
Content: Temeraire and Laurence like to practise their old manoeuvres whenever they get the chance. Normally this leads to a hearty breakfast. This time, not so much.
Format: Action tags
Warnings: Adorbs

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[fuckyeahcows]

[Volly must have been by himself for quite a long time, he is sure of it - only he does not know for certain just how long. He is starting to feel lonely - very lonely - although he does enjoy having so much food all to himself.]

[He is flying in wide, cheerful circles high above the coast, looking at the various foodstuffs down below with marked interest, when he sees something else flying nearby. He cannot recall ever seeing anything flying so high before, or so very quickly. He reels for a moment in mid-air, his great, almost disproportionately long wings flailing with excitement.]

Oh! Oh!

[RUSHES]

[AT]

[TEMERAIRE]

[fuckyeahmaths]

[ despite his ridiculously sharp dragonvision, Temeraire doesn't actually spot Volly until he's almost on top of him ]

[ there's a brief scramble as he snaps his wings out at their odd, swivelling angle and starts to slow himself enough to hover, all the while trying not to hit the smaller creature with his claws and determine whether it's a threat at the same time. ]

[ it doesn't help that the other dragon - because, to his great surprise, that is what it turns out to be when he gets a proper look - is so much smaller ]

[fuckyeahcows]

[Volly is absolutely giddy, and it shows with every over-enthusiastic wingbeat. Flying is fun, but of late he had found himself wishing it were not so lonesome, and now! He has found someone to fly with him.]

[Although he was clearly built for speed rather than maneuverability, he does his best to continue flitting around the much larger dragon in what is surely a very obnoxious way. As he does so, half-formed thoughts of hunting and preposterously large meals shared between the two of them fill his entire being, which only serves to further excite the little creature.]

Oh, but you are big!

[fuckyeahmaths]

[ oh, Temeraire thinks, he is just exceedingly young. That explains it. He adjusts himself in the air so he can drop his head down and inspect him without jarring his neck overmuch. ]

Good morning. [ twists his head around to follow the smaller dragon's flight for about five rotations before he starts to grow dizzy from it. ] Would you like to fly with me? I was just returning to the school.