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Chapter 34: A conflict that fades away
Green eyes gaze first upon the young one, its owner shocked then clouded by irritation at the sight of her work and that of her kins being treated so poorly, his hateful stance only confirming he is just a troublemaker like her mind suggested.
Taking a step forward almost by instinct, the giant bearing blue and green scales lowers her head to approach the flinching nightwing, her expression far too emotional. Drawing the attention of her two kins solely on herself and the little one, the dragoness' imposing presence is cut short by Akhanta's wing unfolding in front of her and the words of the feathered one.
- "Ayirn, yth tunis ijtum yl retuhiun, pylt yth nutarie." Says Kraydirn, his voice devoid of hostility but strong enough to discourage any opposition.
Turning her head in disdain for the little nightwing, the mystical dragoness steps back and settles to the side, letting the others two do what they want while she watches the scene unfolding with contempt…
Still shaking moderately in fear and failing to have a standing expression, Darkstalker takes a little step back as Akhanta approaches him, still unsure if he really has someone on his side now.
- "Darkstalker… Yth eiuf heia zotraka uthu." Says the great dragoness in a quieter voice, her mind giving the seer proof she sincerely wants to help despite the tension of the situation.
Gradually giving up his opposing attitude, the nightwing finally moves closer to Akhanta, ending up close to her right talon, feeling safer while Kraydirn stays evenly between them and the other dragoness, keeping an eye on the one whose aura feels far less pleasant.
- "Ayirn ghyt heia ashek aljulkarshen, ythe muka almu yl mylmyl ythe kasarh kes yl toijyl surh alomuen arhu tozakaru." Says the feathered giant to his annoyed kin, his tone a casual but personal one despite her sour mood.
- "Ikul pratus u tozakar, Darkstalker ghyt heia jyker yth itieia Azykan, kes tho surh vulnat iwute sif olmiru kalup tozakaran caltun thotias rakan zikosymu" Replies Ayirn, a bit of desperation in her voice as she thinks of the times the little one acted violently, of how volatile emotions must cloud his mind.
Listening to her kins' words and watching her attitude as her head gradually turns, Akhanta finally decides to approach them, forcing the young one to follow as she still possesses her kind expression, even if it shifts to a personal one, used between the kins she sees roughly as her equals.
Settling at the feathered giant's side, the great dragoness looks far more into Ayirn's eyes than that of anyone else. And seeing her maintaining her disappointed stance, the dark blue one is spoken to by the mystical dragoness with a voice that tries to not sound irritated.
- "Ythias utnay ryna, yth ebaren uthutias olina nestoq yl toijyl, ikul lieju yth pyteya iuseq uthu iole yth ealcof heia uvylm almu uthutias fekuntez?" Says Ayirn, her impatience and partial hostility not lost by everyone, including the seer.
To such words, Akhanta's head recoils slightly while her words take time before being spoken, her mind focused on everything she sees in Darkstalker, an on what she and her see in him…
Surprisingly, it is Kraydirn who answers back, his words fluidly continuing the conversation despite the intention to tell them being very recent.
- "Yth ythomej tunis obemi olina nestoq vawrie ulkeranyz kes ekiunte iole Zy muka, ikul pelyle, th ajek sulma ythe mulys kalup mylmyl sif Darkstalker."
To the feathered kin's genuine words and intent to let the young nightwing more time to develop, Ayirn blinks, but becomes doubtful a second later, remembering a similar conversation they had not so long ago…
Silently watching the scene while almost sticking to Akhanta's giant talon, the hybrid sees the blue and green giant casting a quick glance at him before looking back at her two kins, her mind shifting as clashing thoughts and feelings need to give a conclusion. With her opposing stance fading away as she refocuses on the great dragons she lives with, the mystical dragoness finally makes her decision, her head lower than before.
- "Yth eiuf mulys yl toijyl thotias erutun, ikul yth eiuf pyteya sif kovtur ikus tho kes moxon." Tells Ayirn, her voice regaining strength to make sure the conditions of her compromise are heard.
The two great dragons nods, with Akhanta starting to think of how to help the little dragon despite… everything. And Kraydirn, on the other talon, who begins to reflect on how the young nightwing can grow his sun and make it shine without going too far and breaking his being…
"Cuxt, heij feshur kion prita? Sif yl jteqimune ozeim." Declares the mystical giant as she makes the first steps toward the room's exit, encouraging the three dragons to follow.
Seeing her two kins beginning their march with the little nightwing in between, Ayirn increases her pace, now bearing a faint grin at the thought of having found a common ground with her kins...
Beginning their travel through the corridor of the Pyramid once again, the tension present in Akhanta's mind drops as her kins speaks to her, stopping thoughts about the young one's limits, needs and risks that made her doubt.
- "Ythias ryna, heia okutes sif mesita, yth wuteri sif ifyat almu ust uthue, kes moneist ythias genilu, ythias yjkime apeija." Says Kraydirn with a bit of pride that turns into genuine support, his thoughts about guiding the little one shifting in motivation.
Turning for a moment to gaze at Darkstalker who looks back with surprise and still a bit of fear, the feathered giant lowers his head and smiles slightly, his mind reflecting his welcoming attitude despite the passions and power that animates him, before staring back at the great dragoness still walking before anyone else, the long chain of fins on her back following the movement of her body with ease...
Watching the feathered black one leaning closer and starting the conversation, the seer carefully observes their mind as they speak, checking if his last act did not have consequence that are too… unfortunate for him.
But despite his worry forcing to listen to their mind far longer than necessary, the young nightwing finds nothing of the sort, only the intent of the great dragon to help in many ways and the growing interest of the mystical dragoness at the idea of seeing the little hybrid train and being taught more about essences and their powers…
- "Toijyl."
Called out, the night dragon turns partially to face the dark blue giant, the doubt being far less present in her as her coloured eyes show kindness and confidence, almost contrasting with the little one's mind at the moment.
"Muvol asek Zumej kes moxon oem yth… yihe uthu tunis heia uzethu astutomer sulma sif uscev uthutias kumista." Adds Akhanta, her words and thoughts telling about his own and what contains them, like she did to others so long ago, of an important concept he already knows about under another name in his tongue.
Reducing the pace of her giant steps as she doubts the seer could understand her fully despite his mind-sight, the great dragoness decides to fully stop her march a moment later, freeing her paw so she can approach it from the young nightwing's head. And seeing him trusting enough to not fear such a gesture, Akhanta gently touches the back of his far smaller head with a claw as she tells her next words almost in whispers.
"Uthutias kumista, iole ajek uthutias kumista."
Feeling her darker claw in contact with his soft scales, the night hybrid starts to get the concept as the dragoness retrieves her paw to rub the back of her own head… Putting down her talon shortly after, the caring being speaks again, her mind thinking of worry and fear he may have.
"Moxon oem yth… Heij ghyt uthu moxon ythias oxon? Oulnav kes uthu eiuf gynhim." Says the great dragoness, her head slowly leaning into him while her dark blue eyes never leave his own.
Having the instinct to recoil, Darkstalker takes a step forward to regain his previous position, his trust and attachment for Akhanta drawing him closer and pushing away the doubt he felt due to the mess he made…
Pleased by having the young hybrid's full attention, the dragoness fluidly moves back and turns her long neck to prepare for her march, gazing upon her two watchful kins in her act. Unsurprised and feeling no shame at all, the great dragoness decides to tell some words to Ayirn, her voice starting strong but getting softer.
"Yth lumu yl mylmyl sif ghyt heij yth okutes prita tho, kes yth hefum uthu tunis gynhim iole yihe uthu moneos kes feldim ythias utnay." Says Akhanta before taking a huge step to get closer, her attitude getting personal as she clearly remembers of the both of them supporting each other in time of need, taking breaks from their task when it was too much.
Taking time before answering, the eagerness of the mystical dragoness diminishes as she thinks about what has been said, casting some quick glances at the little nightwing…
- "Heia okutes sif moxon oem tho fole aluh elzurtu, muvol feldim yl elzurtu jyin ythe hute feshur moneos oem aftomer ikul hute okutes sif heia najak ythemej kes uthu eiuf muka yl xetiso." Adds Kraydirn, starting by a small laugh before his tone becomes a personal as well, his wings even extending and getting closer to her side as a sign of kinship.
Taken out by the gesture, the eyes of the magical dragoness immediately points at the feathered one and his relatable grin before thinking of memories similar to that of Akhanta for a long moment… Gazing once again at the small hybrid who can not really look into her eyes, Ayirn's mind shifts in an instant, understanding something even if her uncertainty makes more questions pop in her mind…
- "Yth… yth gynhim heij uthu kasarh sif zaptoe. Kes… ythe eiuf holcu…" Tells the great dragoness to both of her kins before turning back and starting to walk again, her curiosity now far stronger...
Walking alongside great ones farther in the old and imposing corridors of the mythical house, Darkstalker remains calm and deep in thoughts, occasionally turning his head to look at the painted walls or at the great dragons' very beings, both in flesh and in essences.
It seems luck is on my side, or fate… Finally, it has something good in store for me instead of empty promises and bad news. To think I suffered so much to finally end here, surrounded by… monsters in a forgotten world never to be seen again, or so you thought Clearsight and Fathom...
I really need to calm down and behave well to gain their trust, or else I will suffer the consequences, even with Akhanta to protect me, but unfortunately, I find it hard…
The young nightwing frows slightly as he casts a quick glance at the blue and green giant, still having some contempt for her despite her different attitude and the distance that separate them.
That feeling should not take too much of my mind, but it is a good reminder of what they are ready to do to me. And beside, I can see in their mind that things are far from over… But for now, all I can do is prepare my mind for what is to come. And putting aside my feelings, that training session shouldn't be that bad, especially with her close to me.
And who knows, maybe I'll learn something new that will allow me to stand a little more against these "monsters". I'll have to if I want to really become a king after all…
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Arriving at the last corridor, the mystical dragoness accelerates a bit, slowly distancing her kins as she approaches the set of great doors, her long and finned tail twitching in excitement as both kins faintly smile at her attitude… Ending up near the entrance decorated by Ankonalmirh's mythological drawing, the great dragoness looks back at her three followers, her green eyes gazing upon the standing forms of Kraydirn and Akhanta, followed in between by the doubtful but determined little hybrid.
- "Lieju alkanyl surh lihotu?" Asks Ayirn, her voice strong to be heard by everyone but her eyes and mind betraying a focus on the very young nightwing.
Both nodding at the same time, the great ones on Darkstalker's sides do not have to wait more than a few seconds for his answer… Seeing the little one nodding as he looks straight into her eyes for once, the mystical dragoness stands up and begins to open the doors, pushing the titanic slabs of stone with her matching talons…
Catching her breath at the end of her act as she stands down, Ayirn does not loose time as she enters into the extremely large training room, the three others following closely behind for a moment… Stopping near a cyan crystal, the blue and green giant turns back to see her two kins splitting, making some distance between each other and her, with the young hybrid staying close to the dark blue talons of Akhanta, as if she brought him light in his life…
Partially settling down over her spot while facing her kins and the little one, the magical dragoness retains the same will as before, and quickly checking the two great ones as well as the far smaller Darkstalker with her more exited gaze, her scales glowing a little more in anticipation, Ayirn speaks once more, her voice resonating in the vast place, made to be heard by draconic giants.
"Cuxt lieju uthu almu niotun?" Asks the mystical dragoness, her gaze slightly moving to the little nightwing still close to the dark blue scales of her kin.
Flinching by reflex at her focus shifting directly on him, the young one blinks as he hears Akhanta's direct answer.
- "Ythe surh, ikul th ajek yth hyj eiuf edrat."
Nodding in agreement at that response, Ayirn watches her kin turning her back and walking a few steps away as her left wing extends to cover the smaller one's back, curious but showing herself to be attentive and patient like her feathered kin...
Now being far enough from the other great dragons, the dark blue dragoness utters a few words as he turns to face her with his dark but relaxed eyes, thinking again of the first "training session" he really had with her.
"Darkstalker, lieju uthu surh lihotu… sif nactan yth?" Says Akhanta as her voice goes from whispers for a great being such as her to one clear and resonating like glass for his ears.
The named nightwing barely has the time to really get her thoughts reorganizing into a will that finally blooms as she stands up on her two talons, slowly looking more imposing as the dark blue scales of the giant begin to shine and her eyes watch his being from far above, though her stare worthy of a guardian reveals her true intent...
"Toijyl, niotun uthumej." Declares the mountain of a dragoness, her voice loud and close to absolutely neutral.
Having seen the scene unfold, Darkstalker takes a few steps back before tensing up his body and positioning himself similarly to a battle stance, but hesitance can clearly be seen on his face, especially as he gazes accidentally at the two other great ones watching them a bit like they are spectators of an arena…
"Iti aqerh heia, aqerh yth okutes sif ghyt iole..." Says Akhanta more to herself than to him as she looks away, her eyes pointing at nothing in particular...
Suddenly turning her head to stare straight into him, the great dragoness rises her wings before unfolding them fully, strengthening her antagonistic stance as her mind totally focuses on being his opponent.
No way to stop or flee from this conflict, their eyes are on me. You want a fight? Then I shall give you my best!
Confusion has left the nightwing's mind as he stands against the one he trust the most in this world, ready to confront her for the battle… A faint grin appears on the great one's face, the memory of a brave youngling learning to fight coming to her mind before her giant wings beat in front of him, using the strength of a titan coupled with her inner power to make the wind roar against her little opponent…
Having to lower his body, folding his talons and bowing to not be made uneasy to stand on the ground by the elemental force clashing against him, the young hybrid steps to the side, ready to jump away if something comes just after the wind, and he was right.
In a moment, the dark blue giant stands down, making the higher half of her body fall to the ground, shaking it the second her massive talons enter in contact… From such an event, the little nightwing would have been safe if not for her wings being so large that their targetted unfolding catches up to him, giving only an instant to react…
Having jumped in time, Darkstalker passes over the magnificent but fearsome veils that now cover the ground, his light and small body being too unlikely for the great dragoness to hit in her position…
Being on the floor once again, the little hybrid quickly turns to face the draconic titan, his body ready to dive into the right side of her, straight into her folded back talon if he wanted to, but doubt comes back to his mind.
What am I supposed t-
the young nightwing refocuses fully on the moment as Akhanta finishes from turning her giant form, now facing him again, ready to unleash her full might even if she is not strictly aligned with his spot.
Seeing a swinging move from her left side coming, Darkstalker jumps over the slamming wing, his instincts helping him in using his own power as he finds himself far higher than he should be, with a cloud of sparks fading where he once was…
Landing behind the great dragoness' right side, the young hybrid immediately turns over before stepping to the left, trying to align with her body from behind the moment he can.
Lowering his head to avoid the end of the giant's tail, the determined nightwing runs forward, reaching the beginning of the dark blue tail before it can swing again. Stepping to the side in anticipation of the great dragoness turning her massive body, Darkstalker's eyes stare straight into her own a moment later as essences start to be called by the imposing being…
Rising a talon along with the rest of her body, Akhanta gives a few precious seconds to the little nightwing, letting him back away before the bright power mustered in her paw is unleashed, her talon slamming into the floor with a loud burst, blinding the watchers for a second with a flash of supernatural fire.
Refocusing on her fierce face, the young hybrid prepares himself for the next attack, the distance between them allowing for the giant's next move to be far less predictable… Blinking once, Akhanta's mouth starts to load with power as she makes a sidestep, employing her titanic talon to bring her fearsome form to the side as the little nightwing dives to the left immediately, running as if his life depends on him outpacing the giant's head in that direction...
But his efforts do not pay, and the bright and warm cloud of power engulfs him… Fortunately, such a breath is not really harmful, and it takes only a moment for Darkstalker to escape the targeted area with his infused talons, his will growing as the sun deep inside him shines more and more…
Leaping back quickly by using more strength than the strongest dragon in Pyrrhia, the great dragoness repositions herself to face the little opponent on the verge of coming straight at her. Lightly surprised, the dark blue giant raises her paw, waiting for the right to summon what she has in mind… And she does not have to wait that much as the small nightwing quickly charges into her, determined to make her flinch.
Almost rolling her eyes but admiring his courage, Akhanta acts by invoking a strong pushing force from her paw, sending a dense cloud that burst into a mist as it touches the ground where Darkstalker once was.
Spotting him in the air and coming right at her a second later, the genuinely surprised giant unfolds her enormous wings in front of herself, covering her body from any potential harm with a pair of dark blue veils as hard as her will and power…
Landing right before the great dragoness, the young nightwing follows his sun, and in the heat of battle, decides to stand up before diving his front talons into the titan before him, unleashing his essences by punching with open paws and fully unfolding his wings in the powerful act.
Instantly, the flames born from his will and movement are sent to the wall of a dragoness before him, his violent essences trying to consume any part of the giant's wings, but as time passes… Darkstalker realizes how much his attack has failed as the unleashed power dissipates.
What? Not even... a scratch?
As her massive wings move away, Akhanta reveals her face, confirming that she feels somewhat surprised and… maybe not that impressed, but at least a bit proud of him…
- "…"
"Uthu hute ghyt vulnat jykon… Ikul lieju uthu kasarh sif ienum?" Asks the dragoness, lowering her huge neck be closer to his level while she analyses him with her watchful eyes, looking for any damage done to his body but finding nothing new...
Taking a moment to catch his breath now that the battle is over, the young hybrid barely has the time to reflect on everything that has happened that dragoness completely folds her front talons, her wings and speaks almost to herself this time, her head turning away but her eyes still focusing on him…
"Yth hefum heia… Zait iole tetrumi, yth yenuv lumu u tysnuite dezmyl."
Finishing her words, the great dragoness stands up again, and watching the little nightwing recovering for a moment, she finally begins to walk away, with him quickly following…
Staring at their kin followed by the little one, the pair of great dragons become somewhat disappointed, with Kraydirn hiding the feeling far better, his titanic body not moving more than before and his mind already finding lasting excuses, all the while Ayirn twitches her tail in impatience, her curiosity unfulfilled and the resonating voice of her core feeding the fire of her desires more than "normal".
Arriving close enough to them, the great dragoness' gaze is enough to push their inner thoughts a bit more aside as their eyes focus solely on her neutral attitude before she breaks the silence with her words.
"Nelkemu, ikul Darkstalker kes yth hute cerux sif lumu u dezmyl." Declares Akhanta, hinting at being sorry but not really when one gets the tone of her voice.
Leaning her head, the mystical dragoness answers quickly, with such a voice that Darkstalker wonders if it is not sarcasm.
- "Yth kotuf uthutias uzedin, Zo eximn okutes u dezmyl tey jteqimune sylis almu..."
- "Ikul uthu surh smena, Zotias almetra lumu mylmyl sif ashek svekune, kes yihe ythetias ryna hute cerux sif geumit jteqimune, tha pyteya hute moxon tho hute iopon thotias nokehaz." Says the feathered one as he looks at a surprised Ayirn, not doubting what he just said as he thinks of the young nightwing's limits and tiredness...
Looking at the both of them with appreciation for the dragon and slight annoyance for the dragoness, Akhanta's eyes finally set on the second as she utters her next words in a voice going from empathic to firm.
- "Yth gynhim uthutias xeshimun, ikul Darkstalker ajek u temylkesyl moneist almeku. Cuxt jivun yihe uthu kasarh kalup tey tho, yth eiuf heia pylt uthu yihe surh heia lihotu."
The green and blue dragoness frows, with irritation building up at the sight of having her burning interests opposed. But before she can replies, the feathered great one acts.
- "Ythias ryna, th ajek heia iole ythe ghyt heia kasarh sif enavet yl meltukun ust yl toijyl, ikul ythe oketes sif ghyt oile u leaqis telast." Tells Kraydirn, his gaze empathic but serious until she looks away, the source of her impatience being defeated.
Seeing some feeling akin to guilt appears in Akhanta's mind, the seer watches his caretaker making a few steps forward, then whispers a few words before leaning her head far closer to Ayirn, her expression devoid of opposition, making place for kinship to be expressed…
Quite close to the scene, the young hybrid could silently continue to watch if not for the feathered giant.
- "Coitemun?" Asks the great dragon simply, his mind wondering if the one before him really, really knows of their bonds.
Darkstalker slowly nods, hesitant but understanding and seeing enough of his mind to not doubt of such a simple interaction. Staring back straight into his light blue eyes while trying to not appear abnormal in his behaviour, the nightwing wonders about what he wants to say as he watches the giant's mind which seems relatively tame for now...
Chuckling a little as he lowers his neck and curls his tail of black feather, the great dragon seems to relax a bit, unchanged by the thought that the little seer is certainly observing his mind.
"Darkstalker uthu toij kes tolm…" Says the dragon of black and ice as he turns his head away, looking out there for a moment before looking at the two dragoness in one swift movement, a faint smile appearing on his face...
"Ayirn, yth akeju iumin uthutias ekyzu jyin uthu surh ylfuz…" Whispers Kraydirn, chuckling once more before the false laugh turns silent, marking the shift of his thoughts from pleasant memories to times when the magical dragoness was going so much farther than he expected, her curiosity and impatience pushing her to act wild in a way… like all of them can.
Looking back at the young hybrid, the giant of black feathers snaps out of thoughts, and with a soft, lower voice, he breaks the silence in front of the attentive and thoughtful one.
"Uthu hute fushoz ythias hefumun? Jykon prita uthu, th surh sulma uthu kenib kalup azeiw yl mekurtu ust ythias ryna." Tells the dragon covered by black, his more serious head turning to his kins and hinting at personal worry for a short moment as his eyes gazes upon the blue and green dragoness.
Starting to stand up, Kraydirn casts a quick glance to Darkstalker before turning back, his face encouraging him to take his side as they both watch the concerning dragoness still talking with another, her attitude now tame and her mind doubting a little… The young one stays suspicious of her, and would still be even if she was not the one who struck him with Power, and to such an attitude, the great dragon can easily understand the one who bears it.
"Uthu holcu masne heij surh feshur sitrilm toijyl. Yl uyli hyj ajek surh alj xeshim sif turem theetias fumyrh sefrit ajek yl uyli sif surh ilef azeiw." Says Kraydirn with a higher tone, his eyes pointing as accurately as they can to his mystical kin, even as his head moves a bit to the left, where the little nightwing stays close to...
"Ikul yth bastot, ujaie ghyt uthu evynat yth velt alest Darkstalker?"
A simple question is asked, and at the end of it, the feathered great one turns over to look at him, his watchful and curious eyes far above the young hybrid as a fresh atmosphere settles all around… To that sudden shift, the little nightwing does not move, fearful and entirely focused on the great one's mind for a short time, until his stance break and words are told.
- "What do you want?"
To these otherworldly words, Kraydirn is close to let out a little laugh, but calms down and continues his act, staring at the somewhat confused seer as if he is on the same level as him in a way, his mind flashing with the many interactions Darkstalker had with him and his kins, wondering about why it is that way...
Are you questioning why I act and trust the way I do around each of you?
Starting to get what the feathered dragon has in mind, the seer calms down… but the confined interaction is cut short by the pair of dragoness coming.
- "Feshur jaku ust yth sif yl toijyl?" Asks the blue and green dragoness as she approaches him, her gaze somewhat relaxed and curious with her mind still thinking of her last discussion.
- "Ko." Answers Kraydirn simply to confirm the dragoness' suspicion, while the other kin settles closer to the little hybrid.
- "Kes heij hute ghyt wilute tho?" Asks Ayirn with a made up grin, her half sarcastic tone hinting at some seriousness, a fact confirmed as the seer realizes how much her mind is occupied by the concept of himself being associated with what the feathered kin said.
- "Uthu eximn hefum thoe khutey u ijumu fole… egamis jyin ythe feshute erune? Uthu eximn hefum..."
- "Yth hefum iole." Responds the magical dragoness, making Akhanta silent as she takes a moment to thinks about the consequences of her kin's words being correct...
Stepping aside with his giant and feathered form but keeping some of his attention on the nightwing, Kraydirn nods at the dark blue dragoness before speaking to the both of them, his voice declarative.
- "Ofemyl iole ythetias tekra surh ijtumen, yth hefum th ajek mylmyl ythe veneil sif yl umishe upe..."
Staring at the two dragoness, one after the other to spot any opposing sign and seeing nothing but silent agreement, the great dragon continues.
"Cuxt, aqerh ythe tunis esimte sif yl toijyl yl yfushka, kes kalup ust ythetias "tumok"… Ko, ythe tunis ghyt iole." Announces Kraydirn, already thinking of going to the Pyramid's top and watch the "moon" again.
Looking at her dark blue kin, Ayirn waits for her potential answer, not at all against her black kin's proposal, in fact, her shifting mind likes to imagine of having the little nightwing with them as they travel a bit more…
- "Iole ajek u jykon dusmil, ikul yth hefum yth okutes sif ghyt uyl tomer nestoq Darkstalker ysil ythe yafin sif gutre." Says Akhanta before turning to the young hybrid, her mind imagining him on the scales of her grand body.
Lowering her head and folding her talons, the great dragoness prepares to speak to him personally, her tail curling as she chooses her words while her kins watch, with a dragoness rolling her eyes while the dragon is a little fascinated.
"Darkstalker, lieju uthu surik sif yth?"
To her words told in an appropriate tone, the young nightwing only takes a few seconds to come closer and start climbing, elevating his smaller body by holding on her dark blue scales without much trouble… Stepping forward to end just on her back, just before her neck, Darkstalker settles with a faint smile, feeling at ease as he senses the slow but powerful beating of her heart, a force that puts in movement all of her essences and even his own…
Now ready with the little hybrid on her, Akhanta turns back to her two kins, her refined stance showing her satisfied state.
- "Cuxt ofemyl, lieju alkanyl surh lihotu?" Asks the dragon of black and ice, showing no surprise as both dragoness nod at the same time.
Content with the situation, Kraydirn starts to walk to the exit, quickly followed by Ayirn who found another thing to be eager about and Akhanta who relieves at the thought of no longer having clashing feelings and interests between everyone for now...