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07-16-2012, 05:47 PM
An inquisitive trill sounded, mere feet ahead of the group. Perched on a low branch, his two-toned blue hide almost blending into the shadows cast by the trees, sat a dragon. His jade eyes were inquisitive as he watched the wolves, the wolf-horse, and the black dragon. Being bonded to one who had been a healer, the wounds the big one sported were not missed, and a wordless alert was sounded.
His bonded was not all that far away, and responded to that alert with alacrity. She turned and wove through the trees with an ease that was borne from a couple seasons almost exclusively under the canopy of trees. All of the east was trees, of varying heights and ages, thus leading to her familiarity. Unerringly she headed toward them, guided by the draw of the dragon who watched.
Like a shadow she broke from the shelter of trees and underbrush, and faltered to see the wolves. Dark eyes glanced ironically up at the blue perched just above her head, and he offered a simple chirrup in response. His image had focused on the hybrid and his dragon, not his traveling companions. "Hello," she spoke in greeting. "I was told you might have need of my aid." Her gaze was curious as she studied the stallion. He was strange, certainly, but not all that much stranger from the dragon-stallion that Mirage had found whom she had observed so briefly before.
His bonded was not all that far away, and responded to that alert with alacrity. She turned and wove through the trees with an ease that was borne from a couple seasons almost exclusively under the canopy of trees. All of the east was trees, of varying heights and ages, thus leading to her familiarity. Unerringly she headed toward them, guided by the draw of the dragon who watched.
Like a shadow she broke from the shelter of trees and underbrush, and faltered to see the wolves. Dark eyes glanced ironically up at the blue perched just above her head, and he offered a simple chirrup in response. His image had focused on the hybrid and his dragon, not his traveling companions. "Hello," she spoke in greeting. "I was told you might have need of my aid." Her gaze was curious as she studied the stallion. He was strange, certainly, but not all that much stranger from the dragon-stallion that Mirage had found whom she had observed so briefly before.
