Renyaar Chooses a Mate part 4She stared in amazement at the young, wingless male as he performed a magnificent flight maneuver, scarlet, yellow, and hot white flames making a beautiful tornado of flames. Renyaar nodded approvingly as she watched, noticing her friend Si'ka's look of longing as she saw the display.
Renyaar was shocked by this young males enthusiasm, and his species. He was unlike anything that she had ever seen. He was graceful, and so unique. He was like her, unique and different from others.
She let out a puff of smoke to get her group's attention, and twitched her tail. She shot off and soon she saw her waterfall, sparkling and crystal clear in the sunlight. She flew low over the top of the waterfall, her tail brushing the surface and sending a shower of mist up behind her.
Renyaar touched the stoney ground in front of her den softly, her claws barely making a scrape of sound as she landed. Her wings flared once and she watched the males settle on the ground with soft rustles. She kept her face n
Renyaar Chooses a Mate part 3Renyaar smiled at the wingless male, folding her wings and gracefully landing on the grass. When flames erupted from his jaws, that long, crocodilian snout pink-tinged, she responded by sucking in a deep breath, filling her mighty lungs and swelling her chest. Her head rose minutely, and a great wave of turquoise-and-red flames erupted from her maw, her violet stripes turning slightly aglow along with her bright eyes.
When she was done (about 30 seconds she let her flame last), she blinked and smiled slightly at the males in the group. A few of them had a look of terror on their face, and some of them snorted in scorn of her glow. Those left, and only about half of her group remained. Now all the groups on the cliff were about the same size, the males spread out in the groups of the many females.
Renyaar didn't mind however, the ebony male had stayed, his bright cat-like eyes fixed on her. She grinned at him, revealing her rows of teeth that gleamed.
Looking around, she decided that on
Renyaar Chooses a Mate part 2It was just before dawn when Renyaar woke, the night lightening towards day, but the sky holding no sun yet. She yawned hugely, jaws gaping apart before snapping shut again. Getting elegantly to her paws, she stretched like a cat, back arching and nose tilting up with a large smile on pleasure on her face. She shook herself, scales shimmering as the sun ever so slowly rose in the horizon. Her pupils contracted as they adjusted to the light, her vision changing from night vision to normal again, the blue iris's shining and growing brighter.
Renyaar lifted her wings as she exited her den, rolling her large shoulders in preparation for flight. She lifted her wings, and in one powerful down beat, was aloft, winging towards the Ranthgmor coast. The air currents which she traveled on carried faint disturbances, helping to lead her, along with her instincts, towards the gathering place.
The sun was halfway over the horizon, and already there were other females, and a few lone males flying nea
Renyaar Chooses a Mate part 1Smooth as silk, the blood-red dragon flew through the sky, the warm breeze lifting her even higher as she gently flapped through the heat of the dying day. The bright yellow of her inner wings stretched wide as she glided from one updraft to another, long, whip-like tail trailing out behind her, the dark blue fur on the tip waving gently and hypnotically in her majestic evening flight.
Renyaar yawned, revealing perfectly white, sharp teeth and a pale, pink, forked tongue. She licked her lips, beautiful sky blue eyes twinkling in delight of this perfect day. She hummed with contentment deep in her chest, angling her large wings into a steep dive. Renyaar dove at a terrifying rate, a huge grin plastered on her slim muzzle. As she neared the ground, she flared her wings wide, revealing faint markings of purple on her yellow inner wings. She gently glided toward the ground, clawed feet touching the grass with barely a whisper of sound. Renyaar opened her great maw and roared, the haunting