01-10-2021, 11:12 AM
The dark dragoness took in an areal view of everything, from the Ironfolk that worked their magic beyond the gates to the other dragons that called the wastelands home. From here she could see this long serpentine being making haste of a roosting pair, something that caused her mind to click softly, a sense of loneliness upon her. But Chernabog shook that feeling from her head as she took sight of Renyls. A fellow dragon whom she hadn't quite gotten to know yet. But he seemed to be flying toward the golden beast and so she followed, a black blur in the sky.
While Renlys approached the beast and screamed, she simply circled overhead, curious of how this screaming match would take on, or if she would even have to step in and show that she was top-dog. Or at least the closest thing to a top-dog dragon here. Yellow-green flames licked her lips wildly as she circled high.
While Renlys approached the beast and screamed, she simply circled overhead, curious of how this screaming match would take on, or if she would even have to step in and show that she was top-dog. Or at least the closest thing to a top-dog dragon here. Yellow-green flames licked her lips wildly as she circled high.
Chernabog 'Cherna' - Ironfolk - Iron Forged - Female
[sup]template made by tikki[/sup]" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗