05-16-2019, 12:39 PM
Though he’s not been told, Gale is quite certain he is not supposed to be following Father. Yet he does, because staying behind where he can hear Tiercel shrieking and Mother crying is simply not an option. He leaps from the rocky cliff face, flapping his golden wings rapidly. Take-offs are not his forte, and he scrapes his fetlocks against the thorny brambles a time or two, but eventually he is in the air.
A brief moment of concentration and he is invisible (Gale is rather proud of how quickly he’d mastered this skill!) and winging his way across the sky in pursuit of his sire and his king.
That he falls behind is not unexpected - the little brindle boy is not even a year old yet - but despite the building weariness in his wings he does not stop to rest. Ahead, where he knows Tephra must be, the sky is bright with flame and the roaring of both dragons and the wind. Gale does not know what he is looking for, and before he can find it is swallowed in darkness.
He is nothing in the sky when the rains begins, and the force of them takes away what little control he has. He flickers in and out of sight, struggling to maintain his invisibility. He loses it entirely just as a pair of dragons collide in the air beside him, and he has to dive down sharply to avoid a collision.
The world goes dark.
Gale screams: terror and unbridled fear in his voice, and plummets downward toward flowing magma he cannot see to avoid.
A brief moment of concentration and he is invisible (Gale is rather proud of how quickly he’d mastered this skill!) and winging his way across the sky in pursuit of his sire and his king.
That he falls behind is not unexpected - the little brindle boy is not even a year old yet - but despite the building weariness in his wings he does not stop to rest. Ahead, where he knows Tephra must be, the sky is bright with flame and the roaring of both dragons and the wind. Gale does not know what he is looking for, and before he can find it is swallowed in darkness.
He is nothing in the sky when the rains begins, and the force of them takes away what little control he has. He flickers in and out of sight, struggling to maintain his invisibility. He loses it entirely just as a pair of dragons collide in the air beside him, and he has to dive down sharply to avoid a collision.
The world goes dark.
Gale screams: terror and unbridled fear in his voice, and plummets downward toward flowing magma he cannot see to avoid.