Scene: The caves
 
        They came upon one of the larger caves, looking inside 
tentatively.  "Quite dark isn't it, love?"  Evelle said, taking a step 
inside.
 
        "Very dark."  Wynn agreed, following closely behind his mate.
 
        "A perfect place for a rendezvous, wouldn't you say?"  Evelle 
said with a soft giggle.
 
        "We should let our eyes adjust before going too far in."  Wynn 
said, wrapping his arms around Evelle's waist.  Evelle cooed softly, 
then glanced about her, pointing out various formations for both of them 
to look at.
 
        Evelle broke gently from Wynn's grasp and took her hand in hers, 
leading him further into the cave.  "Your eyes must adjust faster than 
mine."  Wynn said, still having trouble making out some of the darker 
areas.
 
        "Must be all that getting up in the morning, does things to your 
eyes."  Evelle said jokingly, pulling him further into the caves.  "Hmm, 
it seems to head down.  Want to go take a look?"
 
        "Look?  Look at what, I'm almost blind here."  Wynn complained.
 
        "Oh, don't be a stick in the mud."
 
        "I am teasing, my love.  If you don't lead me down there, I'll 
have to do it, and I don't think we want to stumble, do we?"  Wynn 
smiled, though it was unlikely she could see such.
 
        "Oooh, I think I see some sort of light far up ahead."  Evelle 
said after some moments of silence, with only the sound of their feet 
against rock and water dripping filling their ears.
 
        The tunnel suddenly turned steeper, and the two young lovers 
carefully negotiated the rocky incline.  A few moments later lead them 
to a sharp turn in the tunnel, bending to the right.  Beyond that there 
was no further doubt, ahead lay a very soft, dim blue light.
 
        "What's a light doing down here in the darkness?"  Wynn asked.
 
        They came across a few glowing specks on the walls and ceiling.  
"It seems to be a sort of lichen.  I had always wondered if those 
stories were true, of a glowing lichen within deep caves.  There must be 
a few cracks letting some sunlight get in."  Evelle explained.  "It's 
beautiful, isn't it?"  She asked, looking ahead to a now closer dim glow.
 
        "It is."  Wynn replied softly, this time taking the lead.  A 
trickling of water could be heard, and they continued in awed silence, 
looking at what the glowing cave had to offer.  The lichen grew denser, 
growing much more along one wall than the other.  Soon, the stepped into 
a slightly larger area, a small cavern by the looks of it.  Along one 
far wall a slight stream of water ran tinkling down the wall, splashing 
against the rock floor, long since formed into a depression and pool.
 
        Evelle kneeled down and dipped her hands into the pool, barely 
large enough to allow her delicate hands cup a mouthful of water.  She 
sighed, sitting back on her feet as she looked about.  "This is simply 
beautiful.  I wish I had found this cave years ago."
 
        Evelle felt Wynn's hand fall upon her shoulders, rubbing 
gently.  She sighed at the heavenly treatment.  "Oh, if only we could 
get you to do that during those long Council Meetings."  She cooed.
 
        His hands moved up slightly to her neck, massaging, her head 
lolling to one side then the other.  She felt him kneel down behind 
her.  "Mmm, but I am not so sure that I could only keep to your 
shoulders and neck, love."  Wynn whispered into her ear.  She had chosen 
to wear a gentle blue dress, simple yet elegant in design.  Before their 
walk, however, she had previously decided to change into something more 
practical for the Warren, and wore leggings and thought of a light 
blouse.  But with the recent rains came cooler air, and instead she 
opted for a knitted sweater, made of a softer material than the wool she 
was used to.  She did so enjoy the feel of it against her skin, and it 
was a wonderful shade of pale pink, bought from a passing caravan some 
years ago.  Then it had been large, but now fitter her upper body quite 
nicely.
 
        She felt warmth spread through her body at Wynn's touch, his 
hands gently massaging down her back.  She sighed again, murmuring 
softly as his hands came upon a tender spot.  After some time of 
attention to her back, Wynn's hands snaked around her, drawing her 
closer to him in an embrace.  She nestled against him, feeling his lips 
press against her cheek.  Her head bent to one side, revealing her neck 
to his eager kisses, his hands rising to her breasts, squeezing softly.  
With an easy motion he exposed the back of her neck, her hair gently 
pushed to the side.  Evelle's eyes fluttered as his lips touched ever-
so-slightly to the nape of her neck.  She felt her sweater rise, 
exposing her pert breast to the cool air.  She moaned as his hands ran 
over her skin, fingers bringing gasps of pleasure from her.  His kisses 
ran back up her neck, kissing along her jawline until his lips pressed 
against hers eagerly.  She struggled slightly, pulling her arms into her 
sweater, then breaking the kiss long enough to pull the top over her 
head.  The cool cave air felt delightful against her very hot skin.  His 
lips returned to hers, a deep passionate kiss shared between the two of 
them.  Wynn's fingers traced down her sides, giving rise to goosebumps, 
and she shivered at their passing.  She moaned into his mouth, his hands 
pressing against her, her legs opening slightly.  Evelle broke the kiss, 
letting his lips explore down her neck and shoulder, while she glanced 
down, co-ordinating her hands to undo the buckle to her belt.
 
        With a slight sound of metal against metal, the belt became 
unbuckled.  Slowly she rose to her feet, turning in his grasp as his 
hands continued to cover her body.  Wynn pulled himself up to his knees 
before her, eyes looking up into her face.  She reached out and gently 
ran her hands through his hair, pulling Wynn closer to herself.  His 
lips pressed against her flesh hotly, and she groaned as pursed lips met 
her breasts, covering her nipples with brief kisses.  Hands stroked her 
hips, then glided downward, pulling her leggings down to her soft 
moan.  "You are so beautiful, my love."  Wynn whispered as he gently 
nuzzled her stomach.  
 
        He kissed her hips, lips molded to the soft rounded curve.  
Hands stroked up her back and then back down.  His tongue glided across 
her, and his lips pressed against her other side.  His hands reached up, 
and gently pulled Evelle down onto his lap, his arms enfolding around 
her.  Their mouths met in a hungry, needful kiss, tongue intertwined.  
She struggled again, both shifting to free Wynn from his clothes.  
Evelle shifted, pushing herself upon him, back arching as she gasped in 
pleasure.  His lips locked upon her nipple, her body quivered against 
him.  A hand pushed her against him, raising a deep groan from both of 
them.  His other hand found hers, bringing it behind her back, pressing 
her hot body to his.  She quivered again, unable to hold herself back, 
calling out his name in a sweet voice, made husky by the passions 
between them.  He brought her quickly to a second rise, this time her 
name was added to his, inbetween short breaths and gasps of pleasure.
 
        As their hearts began to beat slower, their breath returning to 
them, they peered into each others eyes.  Wynn's hand glided through 
Evelle's red hair.  "I love you, my Wynn."  She said in a soft whisper, 
kissing his nose.
 
        "I love you as well, my sweet Evelle."
 
Scene: The training green, the next day
 
        Wynn laughed as Evelle told him of a dream she had last night, 
in which the Council of Warrens somehow erupted into a food fight, 
mostly with the use of pies and cakes.  The thought of Evelle covered in 
a buttery icing was not that bad a thought at all, to which Evelle gave 
him a firm bop to the shoulder for such thoughts.  But the twinkle in 
her eyes gave her away.
 
        Just then a white object in the sky caught his attention, and 
turned his gaze as a small white dragon zoomed low over the ground.  The 
dragon's rider, a young woman Wynn knew all too well, stood upon her 
dragon's back, restrained only by the reins she held.  It was hard to 
keep from looking surprised.  Just what was the girl up to?
 
        Within moments, the small dragon landed in front of the 
Queenrider and her mate.  The two approached as Briana dismounted.  "How 
could you be so reckless?"  Evelle asked, as surprised as Wynn had been.
 
        "I wasn't being reckless.  I knew what I was doing."  Briana 
protested.
 
        "I know how good you are with your acrobatics, but it's still 
dangerous to try such stunts."  Evelle continued.  There wasn't a harsh 
edge to her words, only concern and recovering surprise.
 
        "It was dangerous, Briana."  Wynn said, stepping in to the 
conversation.  "What if you somehow lost your grip?  I can understand 
your desire to improve you skill, but is it truly neccessary to risk 
yourself and your dragon, just to show off?"
 
        "I trust Star, and myself."  Briana said.
 
        "Briana, I don't doubt that.  But remember that you are a 
Dragonrider now, and that comes first and foremost.  We take risks, but 
only when neccessary."  Wynn continued.
 
        "I'm sorry, but I really didn't think it would be such a 
problem."
 
        "We only wish you to be careful, Briana."  Evelle said in a calm 
voice.  "It would be terrible if you got yourself hurt."
 
        Wynn took a deep breath.  "Well, practice will be within the 
hour.  You should make sure that Star is up to flying.  You and the 
other new recruits will become fully integrated into Gamma Wing this 
afternoon.  Not only will you need to learn the combat and flying 
drills, the others will need to relearn them with you.  I'll see you 
then."
 
        Briana nodded, rushing back to her dragon and hugging her.  Wynn 
at least admired the girl's enthusiasm.  He turned back to Evelle, 
intent on continuing with their short morning walk.
 
        Just then a dragon trumpeted nearby, and a large red dragon 
lifted off into the air, announcing her challenge.  From all around, the 
colourful males lifted into the air, a rainbow pattern streaking off 
after the female.
 
        Evelle turned to Wynn.  "He flies with them."  He said, teeth 
clenching slightly.  Now it was a matter of which dragon would win Dencia.
 
NRPG: Well, Wynn can't keep the big guy back _all_ the time, now can 
he? :)  Just something to show that Malekith is still a dragon.
 
Kat: Hope you don't see Wynn and Evelle being too harsh.  They're just 
worried about Briana and Star.
 
Judi: Perhaps Wynn and Evelle should take some more walks ;)
 
              />   Malekith and his boy Wynn 
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              \>   aka Christopher Ackney,
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