It's Just Practice! (Ossac)

[Summer & Swiftscales]

Time and Date:: November 20th, afternoon
Weather:: Cloudy, snow is falling, a good layer of snow on the ground
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It had been a few days since Summer and Swiftscales had came back from their trip to the tops of the mountains. Now that they had relaxed at home and fallen back into a slight routine, they found themselves with a bit of extra time. And what better way to spend that extra time than practicing for any upcoming races. As Summer woke, she had bundled herself in the warmest clothing she could find and got Swiftscales ready. After a quick race around the island, against her brother even if he didn’t want to do it, they had practiced some aerial maneuvers. Once those were down, they had flown out to where the sheep were kept.

Here is where the duo sat, staring down at the herd of sheep from outcropping of rock some distance away. ”We just have to wait for one to get a fair distance away from the flock. Then you can strike.” Her dragon puffed out some smoke and turned her head slightly so she could look at her rider out of the corner of her eye. ”I’m not dense. I know what to do.” Her head turned as she saw a movement out of the corner of her eye.

One of the sheep had started walking away from the herd. As it did, Swiftscales walked closer to the edge. Summer’s hands tightened on the reins as her legs started to slowly squeeze her dragons sides. As it got far enough away from the herd that a dragon descending wouldn’t send the others into a frenzy, Swiftscales pushed off the rock, her claws digging in for a second as her wings flipped open. She didn’t flap once as she descended upon the sheep. Her front feet open p enough to clutch onto the sheep without hurting it. As she grabbed it, her wings flipped out again, flapping swiftly as she tried to gain altitude quickly. Once they were a good distance up, her wings beat at a regular pace and Summer broke into a grin. ”Good job girl! That’ll be perfect for the next race!” She slapped her dragons shoulder as they circled the field.

Swiftscales automatically started descending, albeit very slowly. She was surprised the sheep had only bleated upon them first snatching it up. Once that initial shock had passed, it had quieted right down. She looked down slightly to make sure it was still there and when she looked down she noticed someone else down with the sheep after her gaze had locked eyes with the sheep she held. ”Summer. There is someone down there.” Summer leaned over the side of her dragon and her eyes widened. ”Shit. I hope whoever it is isn’t mad.” Summer straightened back up as her dragon got closer to the ground.

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Tagged: Ossac
Notes: Revvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv, poor Ossac. Hope he doesn't get too mad at her lol