WolverinesName's Clan

In the dawn of a new day, light is shed upon a lonely crevice in a wall. An orange glow wakes up the wyverns inside. The two go out to hunt and share a loving flight. The blistering wind rustles their wings every time they step out of their alcove. When the day is done the two will fly back to the lonely hole in the wall and tend to the basket of eggs in the corner. Soon they will hatch...