( I'm alright. We hit the road again in the morning, and I'm the driver from Oregon to Santa Clara now. Been a gruelling drive, especially being the able bodied one.)
Slygotha stood up straight and clapped her wings to get attention. She felt they had been out long enough, and wished for her wyrmlings to get some rest. She wanted them to start off towards home before the dawn started, since they wished to remain unseen by the locals. She pondered a territorial roar; they were oh so satisfying. " What say you, Reaper, that we claim this hunting ground as our own before we go? I see several trees that I could claw up over there. I realize there are not likely to be other dragons about, but there is the fun of claiming. And it is another opportunity to teach the wyrmlings about our ways."
( Wow! That's rough.

Reaper gave a serpentine smile and laughed. "That sounds like a completely wonderful idea. It has been quite a while since we've done such a display. I lookforward to doing so now." He said happily. He then hummed to her tenderly, to show his love to her.
Last edited: