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06-24-2012, 12:11 AM
She had been keeping an eye on him, at a distance. Watching through Zaffre's eyes at a distance how the black dun had pushed himself toward wellness as his body healed its wounds, his muscles growing hard again into the powerful warrior she remembered. And approved. As he'd recovered strength and stamina, she'd known it was only a matter of time before he would turn to her for assessment.
At last the day came when his voice rang out, calling for her. From the trees she emerged, a dark shadow parting from the shade that offered some small respite from the heat that plagued them this tallsun. No dragon sprawled upon her haunches this day, though she could sense the blue's presence beyond the heights of the waterfall that granted the land fresh, cool water, in turn basking in the sun and frolicking in the water.
Her dark gaze assessed Paladin evenly, taking in at close hand what she'd glimpsed through dragon eyes before. "You've recovered well," she observed with a smile, standing across from the stallion who stood somewhat taller than her, whose coloration oddly mirrored her own, though the causes were different. "What terms would you set for our spar, Paladin?" There was some humor to her gaze, that he wished to prove himself to her this way when she'd known him to be a capable warrior before he'd ever stepped into the Foothills. But she'd oblige him, fight against him to test strength and strategem against one another.
At last the day came when his voice rang out, calling for her. From the trees she emerged, a dark shadow parting from the shade that offered some small respite from the heat that plagued them this tallsun. No dragon sprawled upon her haunches this day, though she could sense the blue's presence beyond the heights of the waterfall that granted the land fresh, cool water, in turn basking in the sun and frolicking in the water.
Her dark gaze assessed Paladin evenly, taking in at close hand what she'd glimpsed through dragon eyes before. "You've recovered well," she observed with a smile, standing across from the stallion who stood somewhat taller than her, whose coloration oddly mirrored her own, though the causes were different. "What terms would you set for our spar, Paladin?" There was some humor to her gaze, that he wished to prove himself to her this way when she'd known him to be a capable warrior before he'd ever stepped into the Foothills. But she'd oblige him, fight against him to test strength and strategem against one another.
