Irridessaith was in a frenzy. She was in heat for the first time and all she knew was she needed to fly, needed to attract a mate, in the worst possible way. She could bare it no more. She took to the air in a whirl of black and deep electric violet, her breath flaming before her. It was a flashy announcement to any nearby males. She rose high and fast, beating her bright purple wings as rapidly as she could, and began to fly as never before. She dove and looped; she showed her best techniques off in a flawless aerial dance. Soon she had a thin living rainbow following her; already at least ten males had noticed her in the first 5