Spatts33's Clan

A crack of Lightening splits the sky illumination two large shapes in the murk of clouds above you. You feel the thunder quake the ground as it resonates in your chest but you don't hear it. In stead all you can make out is the steady rhythmic beat of the wings of the Dragons that descend toward you. They land mightily, folding their wings with a gust that causes you to stagger a step back. The larger pink one dips her head menacingly and scents you. She straightens and flares her nostrils before striding past you with a deep growl, she has decided you pose no threat. The smaller purple dragon puffs smoke at you. "Mother has decided you are harmless, you may meet the clan". She follows the larger into a cave where sounds of many others can be heard.