Under the howling, low-hanging sky of wind and snow, Silver Dragon Adri and Red Copper Dragon Selena circled several times over Dragon Valley before gracefully folding their wide wings and slowly descending to the edge of the valley's training ground.
"Father, Mother."
Deborah walked up with a brisk stride, touching the face armor of her parents in succession.
This kind of greeting, in Dragon Race society, symbolizes intimacy.
"Lord Adri, Lady Selena, good evening."
Galos took a deep breath of the icy air, suppressing the turbulent irritation stirred by the inner blaze, nodding slightly in greeting.
His voice was deeper and huskier than usual, as if molten lava was stuck in his throat.
Silver Dragon Adri's eyes focused entirely on the young Red Iron Dragon before him, the close scrutiny stirring waves in his heart.
After a period of slumber and breaking through life levels.
