12.Nov.12, 04:19 PM
The noontide was warm and pleasant, a little bit cloudy. Ellaira was clean (clean!) and had just eaten. She was comfortable, and perhaps even happy, with a little bit of water in her hair and hot food in her belly. From the top of a tree, she surveyed the lakeside, enjoying her alone time immensely. But there... people and dragons streaking to a location nearby. What...?
Ellaira dropped out of the tree and jogged in the direction that the people had been going. It was really strange to see something like that, and mentally she cursed her inability to hear draconic conversations flying across the air, just beyond her reach. If only...! But what was she going to do? Grow headknobs?
She crested the hill and stared down at the scene. It was impossible - incredible - and suddenly she felt stupid for her denial of the survival of fire-lizards. Because what else could they be? The arrival of Echlerov just in front of her sparked her into action, and she jogged up to him, breathing hard - more from excitement and shock than exertion. "I guess I was wrong," she said to the bluerider. "Fire-lizards aren't extinct after all."
Ellaira dropped out of the tree and jogged in the direction that the people had been going. It was really strange to see something like that, and mentally she cursed her inability to hear draconic conversations flying across the air, just beyond her reach. If only...! But what was she going to do? Grow headknobs?
She crested the hill and stared down at the scene. It was impossible - incredible - and suddenly she felt stupid for her denial of the survival of fire-lizards. Because what else could they be? The arrival of Echlerov just in front of her sparked her into action, and she jogged up to him, breathing hard - more from excitement and shock than exertion. "I guess I was wrong," she said to the bluerider. "Fire-lizards aren't extinct after all."