One with the breeze (open)

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Time and Date:: a bit after noon
Weather:: sunny
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Sticksbreath was laying on his bed. It was sunny outside. He yawned loudly. "I must of slept in again." he look over to the see Frostbreath staring at him like a cat. "What do you want" He asked.

"Im hungry. You sleep like a log."

"A log? And wait you ate last night. But I forgot you eat like a-

"I wouldn't go there"

Ok, come on than, lets eat before we set out." He walked to the kitchen, Frostbreath followed him knocking things over. "Your getting to big for in here."

"Your pushing it!"

Sticksbreath started laughing as he grabbed some food for the both of them and they left.

They walked through town for 10 minutes eating their food. As soon as they were done, Frostbreath, the inpatient kept bumping into Sticksbreath. "Can you not?"

The dragon shook his head."I want to fly"

"I know you want to fly and stuff, but where going somewhere special today, wait 5 more minutes." He pointed at the mountain. "We are flying over the mountains" He looked around, and than into the sky. "Uh were probably not going to find anyone else."

"They may come later, or their might be some already there."

"Your probably right" He said they reached the harbor now.

"Probably?"

"Yes" And with that he jumped onto Frostbreath and they flew towards the mountains.

[Boom and Lockjaw]

Berk was a funny place. You were as likely to meet someone in the air as you were to meet them in the street... at the very least, this was true if you had a dragon. It wouldn't take very long for Sticksbreath to realize that he wasn't flying alone. There was the continuously low buzz of a gronckle's wings filling the nearby airspace around the mountains.

The bright reptilian amber of Boom's eyes seemed more foreign even than that of her dragon's, looking on with a crocodillian sneer that lifted the corners of her mouth just a little further to one edge - a look that expanded almost cartoonishly a she turned her head to look at Sticksbreath and gave a two-fingered salute -if she made a sound it was hard to hear over the roaring wind.

Lockjaw seemed to have heard something, a dreaming expression cut off her doggish face as she shook her head and looked over at Boom over her stubby little shoulders. The gronckle banked to one side, pulling up until she managed a loop in the airspace before settling back alongside Smokesbreath. Boom gave a satisfied pat to the back of Lockjaw's head and gestured over towards Sticksbreath.

The challenge was clear.

Out do me, hotshot.

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Sticksbreath, well thought he was alone before he saw a rider salute him, and then a few seconds later, he saw a gronckle do a quick loop beside him. Sticksbreath mumbled something but the wind took it out. Frostbreath knew what he was trying to say and started laughing. She wants a competition he thought. He did 2 quick loops in the time the gronckle did 1 and zoomed down towards the ocean. Before he got to close he pulled up and kept zooming. He stopped, because he didn’t know if they were following or not but he pointed to the mountains and drew a circle. He wondered if they understood he wanted to race around the mountains. It would be a long race.

He did a few tricks while waiting for an answer like loops and spins, and a wing spin. He flew around and around and around doing different things, and more tricks. He patted Frostbreath on the back and gave him half a fish. They had stopped, and flew in one place now, quite enough to heard each other. "Lets out race them buddy" He looked to his side to talk to the other rider. "Let’s do this, rider."

[Boom and Lockjaw]

It wasn't difficult to see that Sticksbreath was a show-off, but fortunately so was Boom. Rather than being discouraged by the speed and looping of his dragon she seemed invigorated by it, leaning in closer to her gronckle's head to urge herself forward a little faster with her brows knit in concentration and the tilted line of a competitive grin pulling up the corner of her lips. Oh, she'd take him on alright.

She pulled herself upwards a little bit so she could get a better look at what he was doing - pointing to the mountain top, circularly? Worked for her. With a triumphant little huff, Boom tightened her legs over Lockjaw's girth and clicked her tongue; the sleepy bulldog-faced dragon seemed to snap to attention, pulling her clawed feet in and pulling up alongside Frostbreath and Stick with her tongue lolling out to one side in a sharp-toothed draconic grin and twinkling yellow eyes.

<Good day, sugar plums!> The terms of endearment were enthusiastic as Lockjaw herself, whose massive tail swayed in the air in dog-like contentment. <We gonna have ourselves a race? My girl just loves those.> The gronckle gave a low purring thrum of contentment, good spirited and in good contrast to her rider who leered over crossed arms at Stick before exploding abruptly into her own over-confident toothy grin.

"Around the mountain, hmm?" She purred, leaning slightly to the side and a little closer to the other rider before giving a great crow of a cackle and settling her hands on the reigns. "You're on!"
Boom didn't wait for a go, she simply went with a whoop as her dragon headed towards the mountain and down, wings folded in and spinning to pick up speed before banking quickly up the side. She'd show this fancypants flying man that she had some tricks of her own.