[[Geode Warren]] 

Lenna was being quiet. 
 
Too quiet. 

She was standing there, B`rand on one side of her. Her twin Lonnie on the
other, staring at the tall blond headed rider who'd introduced himself as
Mc'key, Beta Wingleader of Geode, as the man was expressing his deepest
thanks for their so timely arrival. 

She was standing there, her expression unchanged as the man told them 
what had happened prier to their arrival. The attack from the Wraiths 
on the Warren itself. In particular attacking the Warrenlady, Phaedra, 
who was able to fight off the attack with the unusual talent she possess.  

B`rand became a little worried when she didn't even blink as the young 
man told them of how the Wingleader.. while trying to give Phaedra time 
to get undercover, had died when the wraiths had surrounded he and his 
dragon just after they had managed to lift off. They had had no chance.

B`rand thought she should have showed some reaction. Even if it was just
anger at the loss of a dragonrider giving his life to save the one person
needed to hold the Warren together. 

But the look on Lenna's face remained the same. The only time she showed 
any reaction was when the metallic green Queen had suddenly popped into 
the air above them. He saw her turn her head around to see what the 
commotion was all about, and then watched as several watch dragons had
arrowed upwards on an intercept vector, before suddenly veering away to 
form a escort path so the Queen and her rider could land.

"I wonder who she is?" Lenna asked suddenly showing the first sign of 
life since the Wing from Cleft had landed. 

<The Geode dragons say the queen is the daughter of Melith, Sr. Queen of
Geode,> Blanchie told her. <They say she was kidnapped while still in 
her egg and only now has come home.>

<<Home from where?>> Lenna asked her dragon.

<From where the bad man and *they* are. The one's who mean to do this 
place harm.>

"Sounds familiar," B`rand commented dryly. "Seems to be quite a run on 
the thefts of Queen eggs around this world."

"Yes... I wonder ... it seems kind of ... convenient to have her 
reappear now though. Don't you think?" Lenna asked, never taking her 
blue eyes off the pair even as a dark headed man walked up to greet 
her. 

"I'm sure that's on more then a few minds right now," B`rand agreed. 

Lonnie touched her arm, and when she turned to face him. "The guy with 
her.. he's taking her inside to talk to Phaedra. Maybe she knows 
something about what we'll soon be facing."

"I guess we'll soon find out," B`rand said taking Lenna's arm and 
starting walking towards the building where the smell of food was coming
from. "But I for one think I'll do better with something in my belly, 
and you need to eat love."

Lenna didn't argue. Didn't even offer a mild protest at the order. And 
that worried both brother and mate. A docile Lenna was something to be
worried about.

Both were suddenly worried that they had erred allowing her to come with 
the Wing... but with the healer clearing her for duty, they really had 
had no excuse to keep her from coming. 

They'd been in the dining hall eating for a short time when Dan'yar, 
Farr'in and Meena joined them. They went over what they had learned from 
the new queenrider and of the trouble they thought they would soon be 
facing. 

"This Ash`chenon fellow is suppose to be some kind of strategic genius. 
The best there is and they are worried that the knowledge he has of dragon
kind and the way we fight can be used against us." Dan'yar told them, his
expression grim. 

"We're going to have to change up our fighting techniques more often to 
try and stay ahead of him," Farr'in leaned across the table, his thick 
arms resting on the surface before him. 

Meena sat beside him, her left arm draped across his shoulder closet to 
her. "We've a few tricks I've learned since coming here that might work
rather well if we can work them in. for a start I think we should use 
smaller groups and spread them out with a small space between them. Maybe
stagger them in a inverted V formation. Maybe we could sucker them in and
then close in on the damn things flaming the hell out of them."

Dan'yar nodded his head slowly. 

"It's got some merits. Might work a time or two before they caught on," 
he agreed, wondering what other idea's she might have.

They talked a while longer, everyone throwing out ideas, some good some
discarded. But everything came to a halt when J'errid showed up and began 
to tell them how he wanted things to run.

"We've been discussing that," Dan'yar, being the Sr. Rider there spoke 
up. "We think we've come up with a plan that'll keep the wraiths and 
this Ash`chenon fellow slightly off track.

When he started to tell the man about the things they'd come up with, 
J'errid held up his hand to stop him. 

"I've been riding a fighting dragon for more years then you've been alive
young man and I think by now I know how to run my Wing." The older rider 
told them, his eyes trailing over every rider at the table to make sure 
they all understood his meaning. 

"Now... I want the riders from Cleft outside on the green in five minutes 
to go over what I have planned." With that said he turned and walked out 
of the dining hall expecting the others to follow him.

No sooner had they arrived by their dragons, suddenly a cry went up and 
they all turned to listen to their dragons for the reason when all hell 
began to break lose around them........

[[Tag Alton.... got a battle to go too?]]

****Submitted by: *****

Dan'yar & Shinner
Lenna & Blanchie
Farr'in & Tergath
Lonnie & Meritanth
Cleft Warren 

aka
Barbara

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