Concord

7/7/19

The dragons of Elysian were so interesting she discovered.

From the witch to the hunter, their roles were so diverse and creative. Why there was even one who stole dreams!

Clinging to summoners shoulder like a safety harness, the deaf coatl considered springing into the lush grass and bounding faster towards the cave where they would be staying, but something told her it would not be a good idea.

She looked over at Swiftrun who was perched on Summoners other shoulder and offered her a small nod, as the other looked rather queasy. Concord knew of Swiftrun's slight dislike for the job, as well as their neighboring clan. Something set all of the seers off, but it did Swiftrun the most.

Concord reached up towards Summoner's face and placed a small talon next to one of his eyes, signaling for him to stop. She pointed towards one of the dragons who had traveled with them and was wondering off, the spiral with the odd name of Glaurung. He tilted his head slightly, and his mouth moved in something she assumed was a callback, and was correct in her assumption.

The small group continued into the cave behind the waterfall, and what else did they See but a shared vision of destruction, pitch darkness and then a flash of blue and black fur and scales. The first voice she'd ever heard echoed through her mind...

"Why are there creatures of Shade in my resting place?"

And then all was quiet once more...