MapleMoth

Moth sat in his garden, carefully taking care of the plants he had worked all summer to grow, his familiar sat in the curve of his tail, nibbling at a cabbage, he patted the top of their head, looking proudly over the blooming flowers of his home. he could stay there forever, but he had things to do, didn't he... he turned, walking away, tail flicking, into his house.


he stretched, claws digging into the carpet, he looked at the other dragon in the cabin, "Skyfalls?" he asked nervously. "you ok?"
"yea... just thinking." the pink dragon responded, flicking her tail thoughtfully, she flicked her wings upward, accidentally dislodging Shadow, who had been perching there
" heyyyy! " the fae yelped, scrambling back up the tundra's leg quickly and settling on Skyfalls head,
" oh, sorry, sometimes i forget your up there " she laughs apologetically