Tenebrae's four lemon-yellow eyes had a faint radiance in the darkness of the cave as he opened them from a brief catnap. He rose to his feet, his long talons clicking on the cold, hard surface of the cliffside as he ambled casually out of the entrance. Unfurling his thick, leathery black wings with their ends slightly tattered, he leaped off of the cliff, his massive figure falling for a moment before being caught by the tremendous updraft he stirred with but the mere flap of his wings. After he was airborne and riding the wind current, he soared above his kingdom, his eyes glinting fiercely under the moon's rays, which were filtered to an ominous glow by dense storm clouds that passed over it.