(Mmmmm.....sanctimony)
(Edit: No offence, Celes, just needed to get that joke out of me ;))

Kenten mounted his horse. It was a huge horse, a workhorse, that looked like it had been pulling coal carts. "Come, my friend, let's get moving."

He sighed. Had he been younger, he would have asked that prick of a Darkmage if the stick in her ass was for buissness or pleasure. He chuckled to himself; that would be an interesting conversation. Ah, but those times were gone. Long gone. Now, he would just look on and try to impart what wisdom he had.

Oh well, I'm sure the Pyromage will ask for me anyway.

Riordan was struck by giref, harder than the others in the room, but he could not comprehend how Samuel must feel.
You wouldn't be able to tell that the only person he'd called "father" has just died
He thought, stepping out onto the air around the balcony, small pads of light shining briefly under each step as he trodded down a seemingly invisible flight of stairs to the floor. The younger mage strode out to the courtyard with the others as they summoned their mounts, walking out to a space and snapping his fingers. From an arch across the courtyard, a great white tiger bounded towards him, stopping a foot from him, and sitting, its head nearly level with his own as it sniffed Riordan's body thoroughly, the beast itself seeming to posess the same bold curiosity as its neew partner.
No saddle
he ran a hand down her back
bareback, natural, excellent
he said, a smile growing on his face as he looked into her eyes
you have a name?

Jace snapped his fingers and waited for his mount to come over. It was another horse, but this one wasn't beautiful and large like the others, even for being a male. This one seemed like he had been on his own for most of his life. He also didn't look very strong. There was, however, a kind of grace to him that the other horses didn't seem to have, giving him the feeling that he was made more for speed.

He hopped on, the horse starting to move around alittle. It seemed anxious to get moving, but didn't really want to move ahead of the others. Well, they were bred to our personalities. I guess Takin must have known alittle more about me than I thought, he thought.

OOC: I would think that Jace would have his own steed...

IC:

Unlike all of the other mages, Dire whistled to obtain his mount. He, being a Beast mage, had his own creature to ride. It took a moment, but a giant gray wolf suddenly appeared and leapt over several of the other mages, landing right nexto to Dire. Loki, Dire's mount, was easily larger then any of the horses there. It's coat was brown, and like both Dire and Fenris, it had one green eye and one blue eye, a sign of a great hunter in canines. It was a ferocious creature, and looked like it would eat one of the other steeds or mages.

Kenyu grabbed the reins to a camel like creature. He hopped on to it's back. The camel brayed and then spit it's mucous on to the ground.

(OOC: We'll wait until a few more pick their animals. Trust me, the next chapter won't be nearly as boring. It's when we start our actual fighting.)

(OOC: can my animal be a dragon or something like that?)

(If by dragon, you mean "Non-flying, non-dragon creature" (as quoted from previous page), then yes.)

(Try something more subtle.)

Kali choses a huge white tiger and got on its back. The tiger and her seemed to have somewhat of an instant bond. She stroked the tigers soft white fur, it responded with a purr.

Saviorus brought his fingers to his lips and blew a sharp whistle. A non-descript brown stallion trotted toward him. Saviorus quickly mounted the horse and brought it along side Kenten.

Saviorus cocked an eyebrow at the young Dark mage "I wonder." he asked Kenten under his breath. "Does she practice being bitchy, or is it a natural talent?"