Astarot and Zafir

The young stallion and dragoness made their way through Helovia on their way to the Edge. Astarot smiled softly as Zafir grumbled through their bond. 'Why?' He snorted tossing his massive head playfully. 'Would a race make it more fun for you?' She snorted sending frost billowing away from her. There was no need for her to reply, they both knew the land bound man couldn't keep up. Instead she gripped the plants in her hooves more tightly trying to put him in a bad mood as well. He rolled his eyes and chuckled his mood unshaken. She was just grumpy because he had dragged her out of her nest so early in the morning, but it would pass.

The sun was high in the sky by the time they reached the Edge. His eyes moved over the glass spikes carefully. 'Smart.' He nodded at her words agreeing. Everyone needed some form of protection. He stood in front of the gate placing his herbs on the ground, Zafir placing her's on the pile as well. Her claws emptied she landed on his back scarlet eyes fixed on the gate. He glanced down at the Aloe vera and Yarrow at his hooves satisfied with his offer. Taking a deep breath he lifted his head and bellowed. he was proud of how deep his voice had grown with his age. He could still remember the little squeak he had been born with. Now he sounded much like his ebony father, instead of his wandering mother.

He turned his sapphire and scarlet eyes back  to the glass gate a smile perched upon his handsome features. A cold wind stirred  his long creamy locks. A shiver ran over his thin pelt. While others of Helovia had been working on growing thick fur for Frost Fall, the desert dweller had no need for such a thick coat. The dampness of the World's Edge didn't help with the chill either. Zafir snorted frosty breath rolling from her muzzle. Even though she had the gift of cold, her scales didn't do much in the way of keeping her warm. She hated the winter with a deep hatred. He glanced back at the proud blue dragon perched on him. 'Try and be nice, please?' Her sharp gaze turned to meet his gentle one wanting to scoff at him. His sweet nature oozed into her salty heart like toxic waste. With a great sigh she nodded, 'Fine.' He smiled and pressed his muzzle against her scaly chest. A purr rumbled from her unable to stay grumpy when he showed affection. Silently they both turned back to the towering gate and spikes.

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OOC ::  Healers of course but @Amaris would be awesome xD @Sacre  @Kiada