Like A Valentine (Boo)

Ooh that silly pink simply would not let him get his beauty sleep. Shirath rolled over and cracked an eye open at the voice in his head. Well, she certainly seemed to know beauty when she saw it at least. Perhaps he could forgive her this time round. He poked his nose over to His and looked at the sleeping Rider for a moment before finally reaching out and prodding him a couple of times. He knew His hated it but he rather wanted to go and find the pink so she could marvel at his beauty even more.
Why, what a kind thing to say beautiful Pink. I shall be but a moment and join you in marvelling at the beauty of Pern.

He prodded C’ian once more with his nose and then pushed his head closer to the sleeping Weyrling to watch as C’ian finally opened his eyes.

“SHARDING SHELLS SHIRATH DON’T SIT THERE WATCHING PEOPLE WHILE THEY SLEEP YOU CRAZY LIZARD!!”
But Miiiiiiiineee!!! Pink Agnith wishes to speak with meeeee. Oh you are so meaaaann sometimes.

C’ian rubbed his face grumpily having never been one to enjoy being woken by a dragon’s face staring at him. He looked over at the gargantuan Purple and then smiled, getting groggily to his feet to hug the dragon’s muzzle.
“I’m sorry, you just frightened me. I mean, you wouldn’t like to see my ugly mug waking you up, would you?”
Are you calling me ugly!? Oh Mine…

Shirath hung his head sadly as C’ian’s face dropped in something of an annoyed manner.
“Crazy. No, I’m saying I’m ugly. You’re the most beautiful thing on Pern and I love you. Ugh, nevermind let’s go find this Pink of yours.”
Do you really love me?
Course I do!

And the two of them made their way outside, C’ian still in his oldest clothes, which contained more than a few tears. He honestly looked as though he had lost a fight with a bramble bush… They walked out into the Bowl and Shirath immediately assumed his most flirty walk ever as he approached the Pink.
Why, you are right! It is almost as beautiful as myself! Of course, your beauty is not surpassed by the sky either.

True, true all true. Shirath sure was one of the most amazing dragons on Pern if not the most amazing. Agnith was as flattering as his brother Aldebarath but none of them could match his wits. He was absolutely the most amazing thing to have graced the hatching sands! All knew it and would want him for his beauty. When Agnith curled around him, Shirath crooned happily and returned it with a flirty head rub against her neck settling down.

And none are as cheerful as you my dear Agnith. For your happiness could light up the very skies and put Rukbat to shame.

Oh yes, he was amazing and no doubt the pink would loooooooove him. Everyone would love him eventually. He was just that awesome.
“Thanks Agnith. I must say, you are looking very lovely today,” he bowed his head to the pink, a broad grin on his face.

Nothing like the sound of a dragon to wake you up in the morning. Still, he rubbed his face again as Delilah approached and smiled at her.
“Wasn’t her who woke me, don’t worry, it was a purple dragon staring at me what did.”
He clapped his hands together, swinging his arms back and forth. Now that he was awake he wanted to run! Do something! Have fun! Perhaps Delilah would like to join in with some of his make believe games… Maybe she could clap a beat with him!

“Well! Shall we go for a stroll and search for the rare lizolope!? Half firelizard but with herdbeast horns and hooves!”
For he had been searching for the elusive creature for many turns. He was an amazing herder and wished to find and document the life of the rare beast!

Shirath inclined his head towards the pink in what he thought was a flirty, gentlemanly manner. Well, she seemed a little confused but nothing he couldn’t work with. He could figure something out if he really tried, no question about it.
Well, you already do light up the sky! When you and I take to the skies to fight Thread it shall say; ‘I cannot marr such beautiful creatures’ and leave before it even has the chance to fall.

Shirath wasn’t precisely loud… He was just overly affectionate. Well, that was the mildest way of putting it. The purple seemed to have no clue as to how he should actually act around others taking flirting as a means to every end. It was a wonder the purple hadn’t taken to flirting with firelizards. C’ian was sure he would try if he was really inclined that way. Still! He was certainly going to be useful when they finally found their target!

Delilah’s plan was simple but brilliant! Of course they should have breakfast first! For if they could raid the kitchens they might just be able to find the Lizolope’s favourite food. Benden Baklava. For the creature had stolen the treats many a time from poor Herders sitting, guarding their flocks. Well, this time they would simply have to lure their target out from its hiding place.
“Why yes, what an excellent idea Delilah. They do so love treats! Come Shirath, you know best where these hide!”
… I do?

C’ian turned on his purple who was sulking a little at the attention lost from Agnith, head drooped ever so slightly as she seemed more interested in the Lizolope than the purple. And why shouldn’t she!? A Lizolope was a truly amazing thing!

“Why yes, they are amazing creatures and elusive at best. I have seen it only once in my life and that was whilst guarding the ovines! It charged straight past us with a challenging bugle but when we searched it had disappeared.”

The enthusiasm in his tone was evidence of the story told. More importantly, the very way he spoke indicated it was a story of some kind. Sometimes he thought he should have been a Harper instead of a Herder.
Yes, I shall assist in finding it.
There was some resignation in the purple’s tone but he brightened visibly when he realised that if he found it Agnith would probably love him forever!

Pleased that she seemed sufficiently enamoured with him, Shirath decided he could partake in the strange game His had started up. Well, anything to keep Agnith’s attention focussed on himself, of course. Turning, he decided he might as well follow His in this expedition. Perhaps if he managed to find the lizolope Agnith would want him even more. It was strange that C’ian’s enthusiasm was flowing through their bond strong enough to make the normally one track minded purple consider a lizolope to be real.
Why, yes indeed beautiful Agnith.

So wrapped up was he in his new game C’ian barely even realised that he had created a whole new persona for himself. Now he was a herder and an amazing one at that. He only wished he had remembered something to sketch the lizolope onto…
“Perhaps that is a possibility. I believe they do have wings but are incapable of going Between so most certainly, dear Delilah, you may be correct. They do tend to enjoy the scent of baklava but, of course, are inherently curious beings. Dragons can tempt them out of hiding for but a moment before they dart into their hiding places once more.”

Oh yes. I thought I had tempted one out of hiding once but by the time I tried to take a closer look it had disappeared once more.
He felt a little silly for saying it but Agnith’s and His’ enthusiasm for the hunt coupled with his own desire to look awesome for the pink meant he was far more inclined to take this adventure seriously.

He softly nudged Agnith with a flirty croon. She had merely made him more certain of her love for him. Yes, that’s right, she’d have to be careful not to be burned by his hotness. Hawhawhaw.