The sunlight bounced off his gold-shaded scales as he soars over the sky, a brilliant beast of golden scales, each scale glittering like a coin. This is what he loved - the cool air flying past him, free like a bird as he angled himself down, three tails streaming behind him. He knew where he was headed - and he should land before he soared completely over it. He landed with a powerful thud, leaning over heavily while his wings bent and provided support. Rumbling, he shook himself and started walking. It was a sort of bunny hop method, his wings reaching forward and his legs hopping forward after.

Soon, though, he came across what he wanted. The border of a group. His fin fluttered as he sniffed the air, then shook himself. With a deep breath, he extended his neck and screeched, letting the noise echo across the green hills.