D-153: The Mansion

It was large and over the top, something that clearly didn’t seem to belong where it was but there it was, obnoxiously large and out of place. It sat at the edge of a town, city? Something like that. It was pearly white with statues of perfectly carved dragons, even on each side, perfectly symmetrical. It had a large courtyard and what could be described as dragon dens behind the house. Inside the house was the same as the outside, perfect, symmetrical and clean, one might even say TOO clean.

The backyard, where the dens were, went right up to a line of forest but that forest was also a part of the house and its land. Now the dens weren't just holes in the ground like some kind of wild animals, no, they were perfectly crafted and beautiful just like the rest of the house and property. As beautiful as it may be, its owner was even more beautiful, or so she says. As beautiful as everything might be, the owner's personality was ugly. She was the prettiest thing in the world and if you were to disagree, you’d find yourself in a situation you wish you hadn’t.

Storm was a brown rosetted tabby, solid brown chimera. What she had that made her different from the rest of the crowd, was her double tail, unique and beautiful just like her. She was a performer, well her dragon was and boy did Eos bring in the money, she had to, how else was she to afford this magnificent home? Almost on cue her dragon appeared from her den with a yawn. Storm watched her, her eyes a bit cold but Eos knew better, she knew her rider was simply tired herself but as Storm always says, beauty never rests and there was always work to do, always something to improve.

The dark dragon approached her rider, gently and affectionately nudging her and the feline didn’t huff or puff like she would if anyone else touched her, no, these two had a good bond and relationship.