Last of Your Kind (Dragon Roleplay) **ACCEPTING**

[ghostie..]

Sythr
She nods, and dips her head. "I'd like to apologize formally for their behavior. You've been through enough as it is, and I am sure you'd like some time to think things over."

[<Terminal March>]

Faolan was hungry, he peered outside, then turned to Sythr. "Mama, can you teach me how to hunt?"

[QUITTING! BYE!]

Aemorniel

She nodded, her gaze changing to where she gazed blankly out of the cave. So much had happened in the past hour, but she was especially hurt by the fact that she had most likely lost one of her few friends.

[ghostie..]

Sythr
She switches her gaze to Foalan, and smiles softly. He was growing so quickly. "Of course, little fangs. First, we have to teach you how to fly a bit more."

[QUITTING! BYE!]

Cernuus

He growled a bit, and needing to let off some steam, shot out of the mouth of the cave. He pumped his wings until he was above the clouds, the cool air feeling quite good on his stony scales. He swirled about, performing backflips, front flips, spiraling in air.

[ghostie..]

Jackson
You alright, Cernuus? He asks, watching him do spirals in the air, the dragon barely visible due to the clouds and height.

[<Terminal March>]

Sythr
She switches her gaze to Foalan, and smiles softly. He was growing so quickly. "Of course, little fangs. First, we have to teach you how to fly a bit more."

Faolan nodded. "Ok, where do we to for that?'

[QUITTING! BYE!]

Cernuus

Just letting off a bit of steam... That's all. He responded, plummeting a few feet before opening his wings and soaring back up.

[ghostie..]

Jackson
Don't hurt yourself.

Sythr
She softly picks up Foalan, and sets him on her back. "The hot springs. The steam there will help your wings." She says, taking off.

[<Terminal March>]

"Ok mama." Faolan said, looking around at the sky.