From: "Tracee C. Schneider" <tamarisk@mindspring.com>

*Belarade*

She froze as the familiar figure of her Ce'Lot darkened the doorway.

Her voice broke, "Ce'lot, I .. he .. we .."

What could she say?  Blame it on Dema?  She had succombed to the kiss and
had answered it....passionately.. The attention the older dragon rider had
shown her had been welcome...and had been something that had been sorely
missed.

"I should go..." Demathrin said softly as he stood up.

"I'm sorry... Dema... I'm sorry..." Belarade said as she sunk underneath her
blankets.

"I took liberties-"

"No..." she interupted him as she looked out the window.  "No... I wanted
you to...I guess... I don't know..."

"I can see if I can stop him..." Dema offered while Belarade shook her head.

"No... I think...this is just something...that Ce'Lot and I need to work
out...and it's a much bigger problem than you kissing me..." she whispered
realizing that it was indeed a much larger issue.

"But don't let this keep you from visiting me, please..." she quickly added.

Demathrin smiled and nodded a little before reaching over and squeezing her
hand one last time before departing.

*Menia*

<Well, he saw her kissing that other dragonrider...> Britche tried to
explain.  <He's very angry...>

<She's very hurt...> Menia said as she watched Ce'Lot.  <I feel like
snatching him up..>

<Menia...> Britche rumbled as he nuzzled at her.  <Are you threatening my
rider?>

<No....but I can't stand by and watch both of them throw this away...how
long have they been together?>

<Two years... or close to it...> Britche answered as he rolled over on his
back lazily.

<Too long to just let it all go...> Menia repeated as she gently let her
tail fall in Ce'Lot's pathway.

"Menia..." Ce'Lot gave her a look as he tried to climb over her tail.  "No
games...I'm not in the mood.."

Menia didn't budge and instead lowered her face into his, blinking one large
black saucer shaped eye before blowing a poof of smoke at him.

"Britche....do something with her..." Ce'Lot coughed and sputtered as he
waved his hands at the smoke.

 Respectfully Submitted,

Tracee Taylor-Schneider

<NRPG:  Im sorry I didn't fit in B'Lin with this post...I'm a little
confused as to where everyone is.  Also, I might have gotten the time wrong
for how long Ce'Lot and Bel have been together...it could have been
longer... And Kris, please forgive me if I've written too much for Ce'Lot...
I just knew that Menia would not sit idly by :) >


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You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died
each year when the leaves fell from the trees and
their branches were bare against the wind and the
cold, wintry light.  But you knew there would always
be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again
after it was frozen.

 -- A Moveable Feast, Ernest Hemingway




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