Chevonne

By #475472

Chevonne

Clear Blue Skies

"CRASH LANDING!" The clumsy, bright blue imperial sweeps down tumbling right into a bush behind you. Thankfully you had dunked, or that smashed bush would be your head right now. "Uhh... sorry, I didn't see you there." he pawed at his muzzle to soothe the dizziness. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to have a lair around here? I've been stranded without any other dragons for a while! If you have room would you mind taking me in?"

The wind. The clouds. The breeze. The adrenaline. Chevonne loved them all. His passion was the skies. He was living his dream, racing with the fastest flyers in his lair. Never once had his throne been taken from him as the Wingman. Itching for faster and stronger competition, he set out far from the lair. Traveling land to land to race every winged dragon that proposed a challenge. His heart was fulfilled by the end of his last race of the winter season. A great win indeed. Chevonne craved his home again, somewhere to feel safe. Maybe it was time to return home, but the weather disagreed. A snow storm threw him off course. No one should have been out in such bad weather, but Chevonne was stubborn and pushed onward. The thick snow blinded the champion, which led to his accident. Chevonne had crashed so hard to the ground, he lost his memory and balance. The poor imperial couldn't recall his lair, and would never land gracefully again. After long nights of trying to find his lost passion, his decision was made. Chevonne's new destiny was finding a home. He may never remember the skies but the skies will remember him...

Lore By Xesei