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