He was coming home form a trek north. He had taken Zafir there to see what the snow was like, well what was left of it. The stallion smiled as his dragon zoomed around above him. He could feel how much she enjoyed the ice and snow. Her magic was the winter wonderland and it had pleased her greatly. He smiled brightly at the blue dragoness as she screeched her glee. The second she had hatched his heart and soul had finally felt... whole. Who knew it only took a dragon for a boy to feel like he belonged, like he deserved to be in his family? He still had some catching up to do with his brother and father, but they were ready to take it all on.

Zafir raced away for home knowing Astarot would catch up with her soon enough. Instead of charging after the blue streak and kept his easy pace relaxing as the sun heated his bone marked hide. A strange musical call sounded ahead and was followed by Zafir racing back to him. She screeched again and he felt the excitement racing through their bond. Throwing his bone marked body into the air he raced forward after his sapphire dragoness.

A few minutes later he finally found what had Zafir all in a tizzy. A silver and gold mare stood at the edge of the Throat looking out over the ocean. His heart skipped a beat at her beauty and dragon like features. She had scales and dragon wings sprouting from her sides. He stared transfixed not only by her but by her golden drake. Zafir had eyes only for the king of dragons. A small jet of frost touched his back snapping him back to reality.

A warm smile spread over his handsome features and his neck arched subconsciously as he strode closer. Zafir landed softly on his back scarlet eyes bright greedily watching the king. He would be a prize for any female, much less a lower class like herself, but stranger things had happened. His deep thunder voice rolled out softly, "Hello Miss. My name is Astraot and this is my lovely companion Zafir." He grinned nervously at her and dipped his head low. "We hail from the Throat, is there anything we can help you with?" His eyes roved to her golden king and he thought of his Apa's golden queen. Would they take to each other or would they fight for dominance? He knew how demanding Vadir could be, and he wondered if all royals were like that.

If so they might have a nasty fight when they find each other. He turned his attention back to the dragon lady still smiling, hoping he could do something to help this rare beauty. He couldn't help but hope his dear Apa wouldn't come along and steal her away from him. Compared to him the young stag was nothing but a foolish colt wasting his time chasing mare's out of his league. Zafir dug her claws into her bonded's back; her way of saying man the fuck up. He felt the stab of pain, but it was nothing compared to the pain of losing to your old man. Blood welled beneath her claws on his large back as he tried to focus on the mare.

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