The new world around him was ethereal. Some moments, Dracarys wondered if it was real at all. The Gods were ones to play tricks, he’d learned young; was this his eternal damnation? With a weary eye peering through the dawn shadows, the stallion heaved a sigh and rolled the worry from his mind with a roll and stretch of the muscles in his body. It had been midnight when he’d stumbled in from the sand, tired and stricken from the heat and intense travel. In his state of dehydration, Dracarys took great pleasure in the blue, blue waters, and how the moon danced across its surface. For the first time in many days did the dragon lay his body down and take in a healthy dose of sleep, but even with the excitement of new day ahead, he did not want to stumble out of bed.
The babble of water trickling against stone was pleasuring to his ears as he slinked from his little thicket in the wood, a quaint smile prickling velvet kissers as they grazed across blades of grass. The taste sent chills down his spine, stomach settling rather quickly. With a new morning, and fluid to stop the dizziness, Dracarys was ready. It had been quite a few days since he’d last sought out another being — the last had been mere passing eyes and small talk. He wanted to know about this place and, Day Court had appealed to him as he watched behind the dunes. Yes, he had looked on for some time, now ready to commit to finding purpose. Dracarys stretched himself into the open-light of the day, eyes scanning over the waterfall. A crackling sounded not far off from him, and he raised his brows and ears toward the sound.
A calm overcame him, shoulders settling. Let them come.
OPEN !
The babble of water trickling against stone was pleasuring to his ears as he slinked from his little thicket in the wood, a quaint smile prickling velvet kissers as they grazed across blades of grass. The taste sent chills down his spine, stomach settling rather quickly. With a new morning, and fluid to stop the dizziness, Dracarys was ready. It had been quite a few days since he’d last sought out another being — the last had been mere passing eyes and small talk. He wanted to know about this place and, Day Court had appealed to him as he watched behind the dunes. Yes, he had looked on for some time, now ready to commit to finding purpose. Dracarys stretched himself into the open-light of the day, eyes scanning over the waterfall. A crackling sounded not far off from him, and he raised his brows and ears toward the sound.
A calm overcame him, shoulders settling. Let them come.
OPEN !
