If the sky could dream, it would dream of dragons - Adria

[Drustan]

He does not like it to leave her alone, as they both are more at ease within one another’s presence. Winter is long gone, spring has been better on them, but it is summer that finally seemed to ease some of Mother’s discomfort. Just enough for Drustan to dare and stray away from her side, not often he travels this far from Nerine’s border. And he does not take his leave lightly.

It is a long trip down the coast. First Nerine’s rocky one, and then, after crossing the river coming from Hyaline’s cold mountain lake, he travels the no-man land that lies between the river and the sea, to finally end on top of a dune that allows him perfect sight across the sea, the island kingdom, Ischia, a small dot at the horizon.

Too bad that the tide is high, meaning Drustan has to wait before he is able to cross from the main land to the island. Something around his shoulders itches, as if something wishes to break free, and very like the rumbling heat in his belly that had kept him warm during the winter. Something within him does not like the idea of having to wait.

But, unless he suddenly sprouts wings, he has to patiently – or not so patiently – wait.

One of his hind legs is at rest, and head and neck lowered as he doses under the summer sun. The heat does not bother him, though his coat is slightly damp. He might look relaxed, but the beast is very much awake, and crossing the sea towards Ischia’s shore as soon as the sea allows him. He's half way across the riverbank already.

This is where Adria lives.

Drustan.

if the sky could dream, it would dream of dragons

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@[Adria]