Adventures

The wind battered Kaysro’s face, his nictitating membranes working overtime to keep his eyes free of tiny debris that was floating in the strong wind that was threatening to carry him away. On top of him, Feye seemed to actually be doing fine (to his utter dismay), as she had a full-faced helmet on for this journey. Their destination this time was to find a specific location, just the two of them and Cyniss flying freely on the side, where their Flight had hid...

"And this goes.... here." The white cat said, folding the book as he completed the puzzle at hand; with a click the mechanism whirled to life, he flicked his ears as he hear clinks and whirling from beyond the great door, elaborately decorated (well... it had been at one point) with motif of the two gods this lost temple was meant to represent. Light and Dark, the two that he followed. As the door slowly slid open he moved out into the open to wave at Mikuru, who circled far ...

The cool spring water lapped at Aether’s heels while she stared up at the stars again. She breathed deliberately, in and out. Her mind always settled when she just looked up and imagined the figures in the sky from those books in the library. A dragon, a knight, a griffin… of course, these skies were unfamilar, and she was left to make her own. It was bizarre to her still, but settled her all the same. She let her gaze fall from the heavens and back towards the...

The egg lay snug  amongst its siblings, warm amidst the cenotes hatching sands; around the clutch the crystals gleamed a faint silvery blue and seemed to pulse in time with the slow rocking of one of  the eggs... all under the watchful gaze of the dens owner. The egg in questions suddenly rocked hard, rolling away from its siblings and further into the warm sands, the shell cracked and black hand appeared pushing at the shell as it tried to break free. With a hiss, and an unusual display of...

Dawn spilled over the horizon, soft watercolors painting layer upon layer of fluffy clouds. Tea Cake held a delicate cup in his big hands, the steam from the drink drifting on the morning breeze that combed through his long, yellow hair. A familiar feeling kicked with all the subtlety and force of an angry horse behind his sternum. It knocked the wind out of him, and he swayed for a moment, uncertain, before new air flooded his lungs, crisp and clear, as if he’d been breathing something sta...

Shell hissed as his plan was unsuccessful, lashing and wriggling in an attempt to down his brother from his flapping wings. Dagon sputtered and coughed as he wriggled free of his brother's grip and jerked his head above the surface, gasping in great lungfuls of air. It looked as if they were going to get right back into it. Speedy grunted loudly as she finally managed to pull the tree straight out of the ground, roots and all. She then turned and moved towards her bickering sons and proceeded...

Bran watched in quiet awe for a moment, kind of shocked she was able to do that, and even more shocked that the enormous dragon just made another series of groans and huffs and sank back into the water where he had been pushed. Like a moody teenager. Speedy almost shot another look towards the water but was immediately distracted when Bran reached inside his cloak. Rhu trilled affectionately at Speedy as she looked over at him, cocking his head a little, raptor-like. Before he followed her ov...

Bran sighed as he wandered a little aimlessly across the water bank. He had a book in his hand, claws pressing frustratedly into the pages as he reread the same sentence twice. It made no sense. This whole book was in a totally different language, but he understood bits. He’d bought it off of a traveler that passed through his ranch a couple days ago, and had only recently had the chance to actually leave and try and find the wood detailed inside. Or.. at least look for...

After a minute, he let out another questioning noise before remembering that talking was a thing. "What do...no..w? What do now? No...nono...What do...I? do...now?" He stared down at the cave floor, eyebrows turning downwards in a display of perhaps anger? Trying to figure out how to say what he was trying to say but closer to how Hecate would have said it. He was trying his best, he really was but it was starting to get on his nerves. "What do we do now," Hecate smiled, moving to walk...

Hecate blinked at the improvement, half wondering if she talked more to this... well. Special nephew of hers perhaps she could make a normal dragon of him yet. Being around their parents, one only occasionally speaking in one word sentences and the other only talking when he had to talk about territory or fighting probably didn't encourage him to learn much. Maybe this Hatchling would be her project for a time. "You collect it," she stated carefully, and very eloquently, making ...