Flint

It had been only a few days since the refugees from the crippled Lighting clan had come to Innamorato's lair, each one welcomed with open arms and wings. It was a heartwarming sight, and he was one of the first to welcome another Imperial who was formally Barkskin into the clan. Other Imperials had come including the two siblings Celine and Stephenwalking, though he welcomed the others regardless. Even his close friend Lilith was able to be reunited with her twin brother Row and her father Barkskin who was given the new name of TutTutChild.

Late that same day the family approached Nicoli and told him of Lilth's and Row's mother who was left behind in the wreckage of the lair. While there was no true desperation to find her since she was perfectly able to take care of herself, they still wanted to find her. At the time however Nicoli was busy helping Wielder fend off stray beastclans who sought after the refugees, and Innamorato had volunteered to seek after the lost clan. TutTutChild was an oracle, and told him where to find their mother Reilly. Bound and determined, the dragon set off with TutTut's guidance towards the Shifting Expanse.

His rich, red fur stood on end when he approached the territory, having only been used to the strange magical anomalies within the Starfall Isles and not the electric forces within the new territory. Eventually he landed to search for a dragon to ask for directions. His yellow gaze scanned the area through his glasses, doing his best to keep the feathers under his glistening wings aligned. Eventually he spotted a young Pearlcather, and he quickly approached him being sure to keep his wings down as not to make him seem hostile.

"Excuse me sir, I seem to have lost my way a bit. I'm looking for the ah... Lightning Farms? There's a certain dragon I'm looking for and..." He paused as he gazed upon the dragon, and he began to take his title off The Lover a bit too seriously. "I wish I could say it was you I was looking for."

"It's uhm... Over that way if you keep flying and... What was that last part?" The Pearlcather asked with mild confusion.

"Oh, I was saying that I wish it was you I was looking for. Even in this dim light under these clouds you look quite stunning I must say." He said, taking no time to express how he felt. "I am one to believe in love at first sight. I couldn't help but notice you're bearing the same legguards as well, that's such a fun coincidence." The Pearlcather was taken somewhat aback by what the Imperial had to say, but grew flustered either way.

"Well I... That's very flattering... What was your name again...?" The other dragon asked a bit hesitantly.

"Innamorato, and I'd love to know yours." He told him.

"It's Flint..." The young dragon replied.

"Well I hope I can see you again soon. I'd love to talk more, maybe share a nice little meal together? One of my clan mates is a very good chef, he can cook up something incredible. Not as incredible as you're making yourself out to be though." Innamorato mused, a stupid grin on his face. "I really wish I could stay and chat but I must go find this dragon, I'll keep my eyes out for you though." Reaching up he pulled a flower from the crown on his head and offered it to Flint.

After he accepted it, Innamorato stepped away and blew him a kiss with a wink. The Imperial opened his wings once more and leaped into the sky, his eyes focused on the distant Lightning farm even if his mind was still on Flint. Either way, he was still much happier than before.

(Innamorato flirting w Flint, written by Karkamericat)