Just Another Day

Shanku made a sharp dive for the trees again as a large dragon came diving in from a higher distance. Shanku took cover by an old oak from the wind as the dragon's massive wings cupped and he dropped to the ground.

The dragon was a deep purple color. His belly scales, wings, and dorsal fin were a pale blue. And he did not look very happy.

Well, this certainly brings back memories. Shanku gulped as she looked up at the towering dragon. She barely came up to his elbow.

The dragon leaned his head down until was level with the Kurach. He narrowed his eyes and studied her for a few moments. His tongue flicked out a few times as he tasted the air.

"Do I know you?" the dragon asked at length in his deep voice.

"That depends, is it a good know or a bad know?" Shanku asked nervously and held a finger up to his nose.

"...Shanku?" The dragon narrowed his eyes further and tilted his head slightly to the side.

"How many other blackwings are there in the Nyre, Halvor?" Shanku asked as she bowed low with a flourish.

"How many keep company with dragons is a better question," Halvor stated. Shanku shivered as he felt his thick voice resonate in her bones. Innugati trilled thoughtfully from the side of the oak.

"You got big..." Shanku said wistfully as she looked up at him. "How do you find enough to eat?"

"Whales. Minocentaur. Moose," Halvor chuckled and raised up. "Assuming smaller forms."

"Ah," Shanku nodded. "I didn't know dragons could do that."