I Feel My Temperature Rising

Writers: Chelle, Paula
Date Posted: 1st March 2016

Characters: R'gelen, E'naer
Description: Iroth has his first flame.
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 4, day 1 of Turn 8

Waiting his turn, the bronze surveyed some of the others in his class. He was quiet but he understood this was a momentous day and it meant a certain part of their training was over. His rider was excited, too. He felt a bit strange in his stomach but that was supposed to get better. R'gelen stood next to his right foreleg and they both listened to the Weyrlingmaster talk. When it was over, the bronze weyrling stepped forward and went to grab a pretty large sack. Despite his size, he threw it over his shoulder and lugged it back to his dragon who brought his head down.

Eyes whirling an excited blue, Iroth faced him.

**Okay so I'm going to feed you a small one first. You need to chew and then let it digest in the right stomach. Remember, the right one!** In answer, R'gelen pulled a hunk of rock from the sack. Iroth opened his maw dutifully as he was supposed to and took the firestone inside. **Chew!** his rider reminded and he realized he was supposed to chew. So he did and the cracking up of the stone could be heard loudly as his sharp teeth did their work, better than any hammer. That took a few minutes until they were satisfied and Iroth ingested the stuff. It did feel odd in his stomach and then he remembered, it was supposed to go to the other stomach. He was hard at work trying to figure that out.

Meanwhile, a green nearby had produced a small, puny flame. R'gelen shook his head. They hadn't been first. He wasn't really disappointed though. That had been really small. **Come on, send it to your second stomach.** Since riders usually gave their dragons stone before thread to get things working in there, the bronzerider judged this wouldn't be immediate. So he kept giving Iroth stone. The problem was, he overjudged it. And all at once, the bronze managed to figure things out and he felt his stomach getting ready.

It almost felt like his dragon was going to burp. R'gelen jumped out of the way before a very large, very dangerous gout of flame came out of the dragon's mouth. Iroth couldn't control it and it almost set one of the smaller shrubs on fire. R'gelen looked on, horrified. Afraid to give his bronze any more stone and aware they were receiving pointed looks from all directions, he sighed. **That was not supposed to happen.**

}:Actually I think it was. I flamed. I flamed!:{ Proud of himself and not understand the absolute disaster that could have been, Iroth wanted to eat more and flame again. He didn't see why his rider was trying to hide behind his hindquarters.

}: That's enough firestone, Iroth! :{ Eillispeth intervened. }: Use the stone you already have first. And control your flame better :{ she continued. }: Aim it away from people, dragons and vegetation. :{

}:How do you aim? When it just comes out?:{ Iroth could make the flame. Now he had to figure out the rest. }:Mine how do I aim?:{
**How should I know? I don't know anything about flaming. I'm not a dragon.** R'gelen found himself looking over at E'naer and wondering if there was an easy answer.

}: You aim where your muzzle is directed. You can also use your mouth and throat muscles to control the shape of the flame. Squeeze your mouth to an O-shape and the flame is narrower. As for controlling when to flame, you have muscles around your firestone-belly. You just have to find them and learn to use them, :{ Eillispeth advised as best as she could. It was hard for a dragon to vocalize something that was mostly instinctive. She sent the young bronze a mental image of the times she had flamed, attaching the body emotions into it.

E'naer noticed R'gelen's look and walked over. "Do you need help here?" he asked.

Iroth took all that in, trying to remember it and make it make sense in his head. Eillispeth was wise. She was a good teacher. He should do that. Before he work on flaming anymore, he saw E'naer come over and he listened to the man as he spoke with his rider.

"Oh umm...I just don't know anything about flaming sir. So I don't know what to tell Iroth. So he was sort of....asking your dragon." R'gelen looked down at his toes with a sheepish look on his face. Really, this was just awful.

"Well, that's why Eillispeth is here. To teach him what we puny humans can't," E'naer replied. "_I_ don't know how the flaming really works, just that it works and they have special stomach for it. Rest they had to figure out themselves. With little help from older dragons like Eillie."

**Oh well then I don't feel so bad. E'naer doesn't know either.** R'gelen wondered if the dragonhealers studied things like that. He shrugged it off and perked up, focusing more on what Iroth was doing. To his horror, he felt that sensation happening again. The bronze let out another flame, which just barely missed the weyrlingmaster third. "Iroth!"

}: Don't flame my rider! :{ alarmed Eillispeth yelled at him. She crouched, ready to spring at him to defend her rider.

"Shard it!" E'naer swore and jumped aside. "Watch where you're aiming, Iroth," he scolded. **I'm alright, Eillie, stand down, ** he reached to calm her down, although his own heart was still racing from the scare. He might have a singed hair or two and his sleeve showed a burn mark but the flame hadn't touched his skin.

}:I didn't mean to!:{ Iroth quickly answered, backing up hastily after a smoky burp. His eyes whirled an embarrassed, worried yellow. R'gelen's mouth was open wide, not believing what his dragon had just done. Shaking his head, he made a split decision and stood himself right in front of his dragon. Iroth would never harm him so at least that would stop that for now. "Let's move over there where nobody is and do this again."

"Good idea," E'naer said. He removed his jacket and inspected it. Thank Faranth for the thick wher-hide! "Please, face the other direction, Iroth," he frowned a bit when he noticed where R'gelen was positioned. "Try to aim your flame to that rock over there," he pointed a large boulder away from all the other dragons and riders.

Last updated on the March 6th 2016

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