
But sometimes she found herself alone and lonely. Her only company other than the forest creatures The two dracklings from the swamp. The daughters of the black were actually quite sweet despite their mother and the lies she told them. the two wished to see their father, and Vala expected they would be leaving soon once they were able. Vala couldn't help feel drawn to them, after all she had black dragon blood in her just like them, only... her appearance was that of a gold dragon making her a bit more of an outcast... Her sister was beautiful and silver like a song dragon and looked like one. Hence Valamaradance remained a tarnished gold shadow. Since they fell this world was both familiar and strange. Somethings were very much the same other's alien. Unlike home though the world here seemed more forgiving of her blood.
So she was here stretching her wings far from the forest and the territories of the other dragons she knew of. Gildenfire kept extensive maps of everything especially the movements of the chromatics.
As she flew she began to feel lighter, why didn't she ever get out here more often?
Heavenly Snow