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Nightfall, in a deserted park. “This is a lot less spooky than I’d expected when you told me we were going to a cemetery,” Flash commented, looking up at the full moon in the sky. It cast long shadows across the grass, turned deep grey from the cold light seeping through the clouds. As an Earth rider primarily, Flash probably had a really skewed idea of what ‘spooky’ entailed- and by that, Nova meant that he probably would think a walking skeleton staring him in the eye was �...

After Quake and Flash’s escapade where Quake mistook an Earth dragon for a fish, and Flash managed to finally get some of that pumpkin stew after what felt like hours in line, they were both exhausted and agreed to rest a while at the farm before they went back to their Flight. It wasn’t too far away from their Flight, after all, and it was still not even midday yet. Walking...

Quake was surprised at the sheer amount of people and dragons she could see in the distance. Her rider, Flash, was flying next to her, and they were here on the farm to trade for some food to stockpile for the festive season. Even though she had expected a fair few people- of course, this was harvest season after all, surely a farm would be at its most popular at this time- what she did not...

Ashiwa doesn’t have a permanent home to call hers, per se, but her preferred location where she chooses to stay with her dragons is within a cave-like opening, carved by herself and with the help of one of her Earth crosses. The den is situated within a canyon wall, not far down from the topmost edge of the canyon, and overlooking a small river below. The canyon and surrounding environment is a cross between arid plains and desert, with the bottom of the canyo...

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...

Spreading his wings, Kaysro gently landed in the orchard with a soft crunch of fallen leaves. The afternoon sun flashed in his eye for a second, forcing him to squint uncomfortably, but a change of posture soon fixed his issue. The sky was not only cloudless but quite windy, too, bringing with it a shower of orange leaves framing the silhouettes of migrating birds overhead. Fluffing his neck feathers up, Kaysro thought it was quite a nice day for an outing....

Rain season is approaching, and a massive hunting party has gathered between the various settlements in order to take advantage of the herds that had gathered in search of water. Usually they would not hunt together, but the massive herds of animals makes hunting a difficult challenge for even the most seasoned of hunters- dragons or riders. Today Flash had brought Quake and Nova, two quick-running Earth dragons to flush the herds out, and he was met by Ashiwa with her Ouroboros (levitating n...

The rain pattered down on the two dragons and their rider as they walked through the city at night. It wasn’t heavy rain, by all means, but it was still definitely a thunderstorm judging by the flashes of lightning that would occasionally turn the sky white for a brief moment. The rain cast a foggy and almost mystical look across the tall-ish buildings, neon lights in shades of blue and yellow and pink diffracting through the mist and reflecting across small puddles on the ground. Water has...

Scipio, that resident green menace scuttling around the base, was currently ferrying people around after her rider let her run free for the day. She had nothing better to do, considering all of her work was done- after all, she thought she had well deserved that break. Those minerals won’t dig themselves up, you know! She’s very happy to help though. After all, that is what she is good at, and she certainly knows her rider, at least, appreciates her. Her little spiky tail thumped the grou...

By all accounts, Nova didn’t like people. No, he didn’t mean his rider Flash, or Flash’s few friends. He meant other strangers, and that is why he was sitting at the race feeling incredibly uncomfortable. Nova was like the guard raptor of Flash’s home. Any sign of danger and he would be jumping in front of it, hissing and flaring his feathers. Usually with a little intimidation the intruder would back off, but he was quite capable of making sure they never retur...

Still on a bit of an adrenaline rush from saving the Thunder hatchling, and not quite sure if she should have done that, Feye climbed back up to the ledge where Ouroboros was waiting. (Did this big dragon live here permanently? Does she even have a rider?) Opening her mouth to explain to Ouroboros, she instead found herself beaten to it once again when the older dragon spoke first. “You would make a nice Rider,” she said simply. “I have a feeling that some of our dragon eggs may ...

A month into her new life at the flock, Feye was taken by her superior to visit one of their other dragons. By this point she had been quite familiar with the few couriers in the flock, all small-sized dragons that could carry one or two riders at maximum. Through some winding stone stairs that lead into the carved cliffs surrounding the area, she emerged to a large ledge which overlooked an oasis below. There were hatchling dragons scattered all over the area, with a substantial pool for Oce...

Ah, the war. The thing that had taken her mother’s life first, when her family couldn’t afford to heal her due to the rising cost of medicine, and her father’s second, when he was caught in the crossfire during one of his business trips. She didn’t want to fight in the war, and her parents didn’t either, but what else could a seventeen-year-old girl do when her parents are both dead within a year, her brother not yet old enough for proper management of the business that was...

Feye would like to think she’s pretty average in terms of life experiences. Growing up, she lived with her parents and younger brother in a manor, situated between a large forest that was part of the property, while her father was a somewhat wealthy merchant who would keep the entire family afloat. Her mother simply stayed at home, and did ‘womanly things’ like cooking or knitting, according to society. It may seem odd, but that was what it was like back then- women weren’t allowed to...