The day wasn't exactly the best, wind tore at what trees were left on the mountain side. The overcast was worse as the dark gray and black clouds threatened to dump its contents on those who were unfortunate to be outside. Thinking it was best to leave his blindfold behind, rather forgetting all about it. The young male dragon who went by the name of Dragomir left his home and headed towards the denser base of the mountains. Letting the wind pull at his still short mane, he ignored the howling that filled his ears. Pace picking up, young Dragomir escaped into the trees where the wind wasn't so harsh and the first signs of rain fell in small drops on his pale hindquarters before the sheltering branches shed the drops away from him.
"Not the best of days, but better then nothing." He muttered looking to the sky that was now blotted by greenery. "But I have to get out, I can't stay inside all my life." Shaking his hornless head, Dragomir hadn't the notion that his abilities were starting to awaken more then in his pup stage. Then again, he didn't even remember what happened, only that he was different then his family. Almost alien to them, like he was mistaken for as an egg and taken by the wrong dam. Shaking such blasphemous thoughts from his skull, he headed to hunt. Unaware that maybe today his first taste of inner pain might almost kill him.
It was windy. She didn't like it when it was windy. But this wind was different, this wind seemed to be on the verge of bringing rain. Kneading her claws in the ground, Sali lay low and stretched out along the side of a log, seemingly unaware of how visible her yellow spots made her. The few that showed through the mud and small green plants caked to her sides from her latest dip in the nearby pond. The rain would clean it off. It always did.
