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@SmolSnek Claim! A pleasure to do a thing for you again! [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/379511/37951006_350.png[/img] Lafayette... [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/444427/44442666_350.png[/img] ...has Cuchavira starstruck! ----------------------------------- [i]"I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail..."[/i] Cuchavira quietly sang to himself as he finished the embroidery of his latest creation. Putting his needle down, he held the small tapestry up for inspection. He smiled in content as he admired the meandering image of Windsinger that adorned it. Another job well done! "That's some amazing craftmanship, sir!" The skydancer flinched, almost dropping his creation. He turned around to see... the most handsome warrior he had ever seen. Never had he seen such an amazing combination of blue and gold than this wildclaw's face. And those eyes... those striking eyes... Oh gosh, he was staring. Cuchavira quickly pulled himself together and cleared his throat. "Why, thank you," He nervously smiled "Would you be interested in seeing some of my other works?" "Of course!" the wildclaw's voice was like a harp. The starstruck weaver's smile widened as he proceeded to spend the rest of the day talking to this handsome stranger. Could this day get any better?
@SmolSnek Claim! A pleasure to do a thing for you again!

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Lafayette...

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...has Cuchavira starstruck!

"I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail..." Cuchavira quietly sang to himself as he finished the embroidery of his latest creation. Putting his needle down, he held the small tapestry up for inspection. He smiled in content as he admired the meandering image of Windsinger that adorned it. Another job well done!

"That's some amazing craftmanship, sir!" The skydancer flinched, almost dropping his creation. He turned around to see... the most handsome warrior he had ever seen. Never had he seen such an amazing combination of blue and gold than this wildclaw's face. And those eyes... those striking eyes...

Oh gosh, he was staring. Cuchavira quickly pulled himself together and cleared his throat. "Why, thank you," He nervously smiled "Would you be interested in seeing some of my other works?" "Of course!" the wildclaw's voice was like a harp. The starstruck weaver's smile widened as he proceeded to spend the rest of the day talking to this handsome stranger.

Could this day get any better?


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@Dragara Hey. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46566759] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/465668/46566759_350.png[/img] [/url] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43224542] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/432246/43224542_350.png[/img] [/url] [i]Michael got near that misterious pink fae that has been on his sight for days, whispers softly on her ears... "Hey, vsauce, michael here, where are your fingers?" Lona, scared tried to run away, but Michael made her sit down to listen for some science stories... [size=1]Hey, Vsauce. Michael here. This is Earth as seen from Saturn. That is us right there. And if you look closely, ok, see this little protuberance? That's the Moon. This image was taken by the Cassini spacecraft on July 19th, 2013 at 21:27 Coordinated Universal Time. The thing is, NASA gave the public advanced warning of when it would be taken, which means that this image of Earth was the first ever taken from space that some people on Earth were actually posing for. Our planet looks so small, insignificant, fragile. I recently attended the premiere of Sky 1's upcoming "You, Me and the Apocalypse" with some cool YouTubers and it got me thinking. In the show, the characters find out that they're only 34 days left before a comet smashes into Earth that's likely to end humanity. They all react in different interesting ways, but what would I do if I found out that there were only 34 days of human history left? Ok, my first priority would be to get back to America to be with my family. But after that? I don't really have a bucket list. Except that is exactly what I would want to spend my last few weeks doing. Making a list to put in a bucket that I would then send far out into space away from Earth's impending vaporization.[/size] Lona entered a state of pure fear and pain, as her vision slowly started to fade away, she had feel asleep. Nothing of Lona has been known about after her unfortunate conversation with Michael.[/i]
@Dragara

Hey.


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Michael got near that misterious pink fae that has been on his sight for days, whispers softly on her ears...

"Hey, vsauce, michael here, where are your fingers?"

Lona, scared tried to run away, but Michael made her sit down to listen for some science stories...
Hey, Vsauce. Michael here. This is Earth as seen from Saturn. That is us right there. And if you look closely, ok, see this little protuberance? That's the Moon. This image was taken by the Cassini spacecraft on July 19th, 2013 at 21:27 Coordinated Universal Time. The thing is, NASA gave the public advanced warning of when it would be taken, which means that this image of Earth was the first ever taken from space that some people on Earth were actually posing for. Our planet looks so small, insignificant, fragile. I recently attended the premiere of Sky 1's upcoming "You, Me and the Apocalypse" with some cool YouTubers and it got me thinking. In the show, the characters find out that they're only 34 days left before a comet smashes into Earth that's likely to end humanity. They all react in different interesting ways, but what would I do if I found out that there were only 34 days of human history left? Ok, my first priority would be to get back to America to be with my family. But after that? I don't really have a bucket list. Except that is exactly what I would want to spend my last few weeks doing. Making a list to put in a bucket that I would then send far out into space away from Earth's impending vaporization.

Lona entered a state of pure fear and pain, as her vision slowly started to fade away, she had feel asleep.
Nothing of Lona has been known about after her unfortunate conversation with Michael.
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@Vsauce Lona noooooooooooooo

Skip me!
@Vsauce Lona noooooooooooooo

Skip me!
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@Vsauce Michael [s]here[/s] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46566759] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/465668/46566759_350.png[/img] [/url] = Snas [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46064674] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/460647/46064674_350.png[/img] [/url] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgZ_dMSFOjg]My Proof[/url] i have nothing more to say.
@Vsauce
Michael here

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i have nothing more to say.
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@PussKai Claim! [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/469113/46911230_350.png[/img] Banana Boat... [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/468863/46886261_350.png[/img] More like "Dream Boat" according to Olapa! Eligible bachelors end at Phosop!
@PussKai Claim!
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Banana Boat...

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More like "Dream Boat" according to Olapa!

Eligible bachelors end at Phosop!
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@Dragara [s]claim.[/s] Xolotl [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43682801] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/436829/43682801_350.png[/img] [/url] will catch the attention of the seafaring Mariner [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46956511] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/469566/46956511_350.png[/img] [/url] [center]_________________________________________________________________________[/center] Muttering obscenities and tucking his wings close to his sides to not be blown and buffeted around, a blue-toned Mirror was looking to be in a foul mood. His ship had been damaged, and the fabric for his sales needed to be bought in the deities-forsaken windy Crescendo. The fabric used for kites was also very sturdy sail-material. That, and the light but strong woods were needed to patch where a Maren attack had left a hole in the hull. Even if the materials here [i]were[/i] some of the best in the whole of Sornieth, that didn't mean that Mariner had to enjoy the time spent here. There was a difference to the winds here than the winds passing over his scales while out at sea. The dragons were too loud, too energetic, and far too nosy. Poking at him and questioning about his times at sea. Begging for stories and insight on what was out there. Just when he thought he'd maybe got to a place he could be alone, the shine of light off bright red shining wings drew his attention to a Wildclaw climbing up the very hill he was sitting on. Not even bothering to suppress an exasperated sigh, Mariner bared his teeth in an annoyed snarl. "Can't ye see I'm tryin' t'be alone up 'ere?" He questioned none too kindly. It irritated him even further when the Wildclaw only raised a brow in what looked to be amusement. Despite the fact that Mariner was nearly double in size than this dragon, he had the gall to look [i]amused[/i] at his anger! [i][u]Amused!![/u][/i] Giving an irritated growl and a flick of the tail, Mariner turned away from this stranger and curled his lip further. Four eyes squinted in annoyance. After so many nosy dragons, his already thin patience was almost broken. It didn't matter how pretty a dragon might be, when Mariner was in a foul mood, no one was safe from his sharp tongue. [i]Wait a minute-[/i] Pretty? Surprised at the own thought that popped into his thoughts, even though he was irritated beyond belief, that thought pushed the annoyance aside to be replaced by bewilderment. Glancing sideways at the red-toned Wildclaw that had settled himself down in a patch of grass to look out at the windswept lands. Huh. He [i]was[/i] kinda good looking in a too-shiny way. Eh, maybe he'd hold his tongue for now. Unless the Wildclaw decided it was a good idea to try and strike up a conversation. [center]___[/center] [center][size=4]Tza and Forge are off limits for this! [b]My lair ends at Neza[/b]. Everyone else is open, just please pay attention to sexualities <3 Thank you![/size][/center]
@Dragara claim.

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Muttering obscenities and tucking his wings close to his sides to not be blown and buffeted around, a blue-toned Mirror was looking to be in a foul mood. His ship had been damaged, and the fabric for his sales needed to be bought in the deities-forsaken windy Crescendo. The fabric used for kites was also very sturdy sail-material. That, and the light but strong woods were needed to patch where a Maren attack had left a hole in the hull.

Even if the materials here were some of the best in the whole of Sornieth, that didn't mean that Mariner had to enjoy the time spent here. There was a difference to the winds here than the winds passing over his scales while out at sea. The dragons were too loud, too energetic, and far too nosy. Poking at him and questioning about his times at sea. Begging for stories and insight on what was out there.

Just when he thought he'd maybe got to a place he could be alone, the shine of light off bright red shining wings drew his attention to a Wildclaw climbing up the very hill he was sitting on. Not even bothering to suppress an exasperated sigh, Mariner bared his teeth in an annoyed snarl. "Can't ye see I'm tryin' t'be alone up 'ere?" He questioned none too kindly.

It irritated him even further when the Wildclaw only raised a brow in what looked to be amusement. Despite the fact that Mariner was nearly double in size than this dragon, he had the gall to look amused at his anger! Amused!!

Giving an irritated growl and a flick of the tail, Mariner turned away from this stranger and curled his lip further. Four eyes squinted in annoyance. After so many nosy dragons, his already thin patience was almost broken. It didn't matter how pretty a dragon might be, when Mariner was in a foul mood, no one was safe from his sharp tongue.

Wait a minute- Pretty? Surprised at the own thought that popped into his thoughts, even though he was irritated beyond belief, that thought pushed the annoyance aside to be replaced by bewilderment. Glancing sideways at the red-toned Wildclaw that had settled himself down in a patch of grass to look out at the windswept lands. Huh. He was kinda good looking in a too-shiny way. Eh, maybe he'd hold his tongue for now. Unless the Wildclaw decided it was a good idea to try and strike up a conversation.

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Tza and Forge are off limits for this! My lair ends at Neza. Everyone else is open, just please pay attention to sexualities <3 Thank you!
Dragons in my fodder/for sale lair tab aren't open for forum games!
RESPECT DRAGON'S PRONOUNS FOR FORUM GAMES. THANK YOU.
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@ReigningRakshasa claim! [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/268677/26867618_350.png[/img] Garrias... [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/426806/42680528_350.png[/img] ...Has been found by Kama! ------------------------------------------------- Kama quickly skimmed through the shelves of the Ghostfire Clan's library, searching for a rare book that was rumored to reside in this plauge clan's care. "No...No...No...Definitely no...No..." He quietly muttered to himself. That's when a loud crash and a yelp broke the silence of the library, Kama swiftly turning around. In front of him, he saw an Imperial trapped under an avalanche of books and scrolls, groaning in pain. "Hey, are you alright?" Kama offered his hand to the Imperial, helping him up from his prison of paper. "I'm fine, thank you." The Imperial responded to the pearlcatcher. Kama noticed the Imperial's peculiar attire and his shiny dark scales. The researcher felt his heart shutter when he made eye contact. Nevermind the book he came for; he found a reason to stay.
@ReigningRakshasa claim!

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Garrias...

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...Has been found by Kama!
Kama quickly skimmed through the shelves of the Ghostfire Clan's library, searching for a rare book that was rumored to reside in this plauge clan's care. "No...No...No...Definitely no...No..." He quietly muttered to himself. That's when a loud crash and a yelp broke the silence of the library, Kama swiftly turning around.

In front of him, he saw an Imperial trapped under an avalanche of books and scrolls, groaning in pain. "Hey, are you alright?" Kama offered his hand to the Imperial, helping him up from his prison of paper. "I'm fine, thank you." The Imperial responded to the pearlcatcher. Kama noticed the Imperial's peculiar attire and his shiny dark scales. The researcher felt his heart shutter when he made eye contact.

Nevermind the book he came for; he found a reason to stay.
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[center]@Dragara [b][i] Your Gaia[/i][/b] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/185366/18536591_350.png[/img] [i][b] makes Emerald a tiny bit flustered!~[/b][/i] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/110887/11088635_350.png[/img] [i]Emerald's armor clacks as the winds blow down on her. By her side, Aasha hums a medley that seems to go along with the reeds whistles. It's a calm journey, the wind flight are know for there hospitality, so there hasn't been any hostel encounters. She doesn't know why Aasha chose her as her escort but she doesn't mind. It's nice to take the time off and explore the other lands. A paw taps on her shoulder to bring her out of her trance. Glancing where her partner is pointing, she sees two young pearl-catchers playing in a small pond. And if the little gasp and splashes toward was something to go off of, she'd say they spotted them two, as trotted towards them; pearls in tow. Stopping in front of them, the two gazed up at the giant Imperials; amazement shinning in there eyes. The peace was broken as the hatchlings started spouting questions a mile a minute, talking over one another. [/i] [b]"ARE YOU FROM THE LIGHTNING FLIGHT-LOOK AT THERE EYES-" "That scar on your eye looks nasty...can I touch it? Wheres it from?" "Where are you heading- can we join?" "Can I wear your shoulder pads?" "If I touch your lanterns, will it burn me? [/b] [i]Aasha answered all there questions with ease and a huge smile while Emerald was overwhelmed. She didn't even know she leaned down for the hatchings till she felt small cool paws run them selves over her eye scar; giggles escaping as they felt the rough skin. Shes not the best with hatchlings, always Ward with them. And she didn't want to scare them so she let them climb all over her.; even when they started gripping her horns cause a little bit of pain that almost made her growl. Giggles from Aasha direction irked the dragoness to turn and snap at the source and tell her to help get them off of her, but the growl died in her when she spotted the dragon next to her companion. Saying the stranger was beautiful was an understate and Emerald would think it as offensive. No, she looked like a goddess had graced the mortal relem and took the form of this glowing masterpiece. Oh and her laugh was the sweetest chime she ever heard. Relize she staring a bit to long a little to late, Emerald stands up, taking the hatchlings with her much to there delight, and clears her throat that has suddenly gone dry. Reaching a paw out to the goddes-stranger, she introduces herself.[/i] [b]"Hello there, my name is Emerald -ow- from the Static Clan of the Lightning flight, -Hey!- I'm going to go out on a limb here and say these are -*grunts*- yours?"[/b] [i] She finishes as one of the hatchlings start to hang off her muzzle and the other one covers her eyes with there paws; exclaiming she can't see them. A smooth muzzle skimmed acrossed hers as the golden female gently pried the hatchlings off of her. With another heavenly giggle from the caretaker, she stated they had to go. The hatchlings protest, but eventually agreed to go on one condition... they get a good-bye kisses from the pretty strangers. Aasha happily smothered there faces with pecks and coos. Emerald was a tiny bit reluctant but gave one peck to each of there foreheads. Looking up from the giggle buddles of trouble, she saw the caretaker staring at her. Feeling a little bold she asks-[/i] [b]"What, would you like a kiss too?~" [/b] [i]The other giggles and slides up to Emerald, much to her surprise, and lands a small kiss on her scared cheekbone. The dragoness leans up to the shocked one ear; whispering in a honey-tinted voice.[/i] [b] "Gaia and it's been a pleasure~"[/b] She gives a tiny smirk as she guilds the hatchlings away. Emerald staring at the retreating form before hearing covered giggles from Aasha, causing a chase to ensue. [/center]
@Dragara

Your Gaia


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makes Emerald a tiny bit flustered!~


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Emerald's armor clacks as the winds blow down on her. By her side, Aasha hums a medley that seems to go along with the reeds whistles. It's a calm journey, the wind flight are know for there hospitality, so there hasn't been any hostel encounters. She doesn't know why Aasha chose her as her escort but she doesn't mind. It's nice to take the time off and explore the other lands. A paw taps on her shoulder to bring her out of her trance. Glancing where her partner is pointing, she sees two young pearl-catchers playing in a small pond. And if the little gasp and splashes toward was something to go off of, she'd say they spotted them two, as trotted towards them; pearls in tow. Stopping in front of them, the two gazed up at the giant Imperials; amazement shinning in there eyes. The peace was broken as the hatchlings started spouting questions a mile a minute, talking over one another.

"ARE YOU FROM THE LIGHTNING FLIGHT-LOOK AT THERE EYES-"

"That scar on your eye looks nasty...can I touch it? Wheres it from?"

"Where are you heading- can we join?"

"Can I wear your shoulder pads?"

"If I touch your lanterns, will it burn me?

Aasha answered all there questions with ease and a huge smile while Emerald was overwhelmed. She didn't even know she leaned down for the hatchings till she felt small cool paws run them selves over her eye scar; giggles escaping as they felt the rough skin. Shes not the best with hatchlings, always Ward with them. And she didn't want to scare them so she let them climb all over her.; even when they started gripping her horns cause a little bit of pain that almost made her growl. Giggles from Aasha direction irked the dragoness to turn and snap at the source and tell her to help get them off of her, but the growl died in her when she spotted the dragon next to her companion.

Saying the stranger was beautiful was an understate and Emerald would think it as offensive. No, she looked like a goddess had graced the mortal relem and took the form of this glowing masterpiece. Oh and her laugh was the sweetest chime she ever heard. Relize she staring a bit to long a little to late, Emerald stands up, taking the hatchlings with her much to there delight, and clears her throat that has suddenly gone dry. Reaching a paw out to the goddes-stranger, she introduces herself.


"Hello there, my name is Emerald -ow- from the Static Clan of the Lightning flight, -Hey!- I'm going to go out on a limb here and say these are -*grunts*- yours?"

She finishes as one of the hatchlings start to hang off her muzzle and the other one covers her eyes with there paws; exclaiming she can't see them. A smooth muzzle skimmed acrossed hers as the golden female gently pried the hatchlings off of her. With another heavenly giggle from the caretaker, she stated they had to go. The hatchlings protest, but eventually agreed to go on one condition... they get a good-bye kisses from the pretty strangers. Aasha happily smothered there faces with pecks and coos. Emerald was a tiny bit reluctant but gave one peck to each of there foreheads. Looking up from the giggle buddles of trouble, she saw the caretaker staring at her. Feeling a little bold she asks-


"What, would you like a kiss too?~"

The other giggles and slides up to Emerald, much to her surprise, and lands a small kiss on her scared cheekbone. The dragoness leans up to the shocked one ear; whispering in a honey-tinted voice.

"Gaia and it's been a pleasure~"


She gives a tiny smirk as she guilds the hatchlings away. Emerald staring at the retreating form before hearing covered giggles from Aasha, causing a chase to ensue.
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[s]claim![/s] @FoxTallTales [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=27298890] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/272989/27298890_350.png[/img] [/url] LurkingStorm [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=8243122] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/82432/8243122_350.png[/img] [/url] and Fyori! ------------------------------------------------------------------ Most dragons spoke to one another upon first meeting, but as Zircon and a choice few of his clan passed through the Fortress of Ends and stumbled upon the hidden Archive, it was a mere glance that brought the two skydancers together. [b][i]Sit a while with me[/i][/b] one look and nothing more. Silently they sat at each other's side, simply enjoying the company of the other. Not a single word was spoken, and yet they seemed to understand the other perfectly. [b][i]Cherish the silence[/i][/b] When it was time for the clan to be on their way, again they did not speak a word, but their eyes spoke loud and clear. No one understood their goodbyes. No one witnessed the gentle kiss she placed on his cheek. She stood at the entrance until he disappeared with the snow. [b][i]I'm lonely too[/i][/b]
claim!

@FoxTallTales


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and Fyori!


Most dragons spoke to one another upon first meeting, but as Zircon and a choice few of his clan passed through the Fortress of Ends and stumbled upon the hidden Archive, it was a mere glance that brought the two skydancers together.

Sit a while with me

one look and nothing more. Silently they sat at each other's side, simply enjoying the company of the other. Not a single word was spoken, and yet they seemed to understand the other perfectly.

Cherish the silence

When it was time for the clan to be on their way, again they did not speak a word, but their eyes spoke loud and clear.

No one understood their goodbyes.

No one witnessed the gentle kiss she placed on his cheek.

She stood at the entrance until he disappeared with the snow.

I'm lonely too
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[s]claim[/s] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=47035874] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/470359/47035874_350.png[/img] [/url] My Sweet... [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=8243122] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/82432/8243122_350.png[/img] [/url] and your Fyori [s]uh oh she's... way older than him ill just ignore that actually[/s] Sweet had gone on a diplomat trip one day to that ice place (he couldn't be bothered to remember what it was called). As he was shivering his way through the clan he had to visit, he saw the most beautiful Skydancer pass him. She looked at him, saw his open mouth, and blushed. "Uhh... you have cool eyes," she stammered. Sweet felt his face heat up as he self-consciously remembered his Primal eyes, which he could feel sparking with embarrassment. She slipped into a tent hurriedly. A few days later, when Sweet was back at home in the Shifting Expanse, he opened his pack to find a simple note: [i]The name's Fyori. See you at the next inter-flight meeting. [/i] He smiled and tucked the note back into his pack, where he would take it out and read it obsessively for the next few days. I just had to do it with Fyori sorry! :D
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My Sweet...


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and your Fyori

uh oh she's... way older than him ill just ignore that actually

Sweet had gone on a diplomat trip one day to that ice place (he couldn't be bothered to remember what it was called). As he was shivering his way through the clan he had to visit, he saw the most beautiful Skydancer pass him. She looked at him, saw his open mouth, and blushed. "Uhh... you have cool eyes," she stammered. Sweet felt his face heat up as he self-consciously remembered his Primal eyes, which he could feel sparking with embarrassment. She slipped into a tent hurriedly. A few days later, when Sweet was back at home in the Shifting Expanse, he opened his pack to find a simple note: The name's Fyori. See you at the next inter-flight meeting.
He smiled and tucked the note back into his pack, where he would take it out and read it obsessively for the next few days.

I just had to do it with Fyori sorry! :D
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