Lesara glanced up from the book she was reading, "You want to what?"
"Fly in the Flurry!" the dragoness repeated more firmly, mantling her wings just slightly and arching her neck, "It's a winter frenzy, and I believe that, as a dragoness of winter, I should be in it."
Lesara couldn't help it, she began laughing softly, startling her two ceadras just slightly, "Oh, Ishrym... if you want, then... why not?" A grin, "Although who would dare catch you, I wouldn't know. Most of these dragons seem to be a bit, hmm... lesser."
Ishrym smirked as she watched her bond put the book away and shrug into her flightgear, "There had better be some worthy dragons flying. I refuse to be caught by one with more brawn than brains."
"Agreed there, Ishrym... so, let's go!" With a smirk wide enough to mirror her bond's, Lesara swung up onto Ishrym's back once they were out on the ledge of the den, only barely pausing to send a thought at her twin as to where she was going, before signalling her dragon to take off.
In the blink of an eye, they were gone, headed off to Ryslen, for the Flurry that was being held.