Khanon

The sky above Lady Gatlefain is ever filled with the graceful warbles of her Banescales, they fluttering in a small and loyal flock if they're not perched on her wings listening quietly to her affairs. To her left and right the ever faithful Tanla and Bane, Ladies of Magic and Land who show no willfulness in the benign care of their Goddess-Lady.

Above her the Fury Khanon. A willful display of teeth and poison, no drake would be wise to step too near the Goddess-Lady's back or soar too near her high raised head. Other than for her warbling sisters this indelicate muse lacks the will to be friendly to even the nearest in Gatlefain's court. Every drake that isn't another Banescale or the Lady-Goddess is an enemy in the eyes of the ferocious little bird, and she'll have it known far and wide that she needs no guidance in her choice to follow the walking spell. To the Lady herself, some surprise remains... her walking spell is never so strong within the shadows.