"Kyril?" She managed to hiss.
The black dragon with crimson dipped wings nodded,
"Yes mother," He said and lay next to Kira,
"Hello little sister" He hissed quietly. Kira just nodded and stared wide eyed, she had never met her older brother he had been banished by her father many a year ago, since he was a dwarf dragon and only the size of a poodle, but his attitude made up for the size difference. Kyril spotted his mothers wound,
"Heal yourself mother, or it could get infected then you wouldn't be able to fly for weeks." He said it almost like an order. Vira nodded and inspected the wound,
"I'm not sure if I can…" She said,
"I've never healed myself before" She said sounding a bit worried.
"But I shall try" She decided and held a claw over the wound lying down, she hissed under her breath in draconish. The mark on her forehead glowed with a strange silver light as did her claw, she gasped for air for she had been holding her breath. When she lifted her claw from the wound all that was left was a glowing scar, looking as if filled with moonbeams. She stretched out her wing and admired her work.
"See nothing to worry about" Kira said softly still shy around her older brother.
"Now let us sleep, you can explain why you are here tomorrow" She crooned and coiled her head around her children.
Kyril shook his head,
"I have someone you need to meet" He said scratching the cave floor nervously with one claw.
Vira tilted her head,
'Can it be? Could he have found a mate, a wife?' She thought to herself. A rustling was heard in the bushes as a young woman walked into the cave. She had Raven hair and amber eyes which glowed in the moonlight so they looked ruby but when she looked into the sun they were almost goldenrod. She had lightly tanned but still pale skin. She wore a forest green cloak and a leather glove for Kyril to land on. Her pants were normal thought a little worn, black. Her shirt was just white with a few red splotches, blood stains. About her neck she wore a medallion it was the purest of white and yet the deepest void of black, it was the yin-yang medallion given to her by her mother, around the yin-yang symbol a black dragon was curled its eyes ablaze with the fiery light of two rubies set in the black stone. At her side hung a long sword that looked much too large for her fragile frame to wield. The sword was ablaze with Charter Marks running down the smooth surface; this fiery light was contained within a sheath of blood red dragon hide. (A dragon was not killed to make this sheath!) The woman bowed in the presence of such magnificent creatures.
"Mother this is Arielle, my mistress, you might say" He said his voice shaking ever so slightly. The woman stood there looking unsure of herself,
"Err…hello?" She said shakily.
Kyril looked back and forth from Arielle to Vira.
"I am her protector, her companion, her friend" He said explaining
"But what happened to…" She started but was stopped in mid-sentence.
"War happened mother, war" He said bluntly,
"We need rest, for we have been traveling for days, even weeks without much rest." He said and lay curled up near Kira & Vira but still close to Arielle. Arielle nodded and lay on the cold cave floor, Kyril got up and walked over to Arielle curling his neck around her so his head was at her upper back and his wings were draped over her head, he thrummed softly (Thrumming is like purring but for dragons) and blew small jets of flame into the cold air warming the cave ever so slightly.
And so they slept, meanwhile deep in a nearby forest someone was in dire need of help but alas she would be on her own for longer yet…