Moon and Stars [Private with Celestia]

In the most cliché of ways, Tenebris flew through the long Night towards the Southern Regions of the NightWing territory, it began as a day like any other but of course this flight harbored dark tidings and the very future. Upon his back Tenebris carried his new charge, the hatchling of the late Goddess Astral. The radiance of the rising sun in the east offset the lingering darkness of night in the west as if unaware of the loss which would soon radiate throughout the world, a stark contrast within the heavenly realm of dawn even within the considered dark lands of the NightWing territories and the sad daunting loss of a God. The withdrawal of the nightly haunts directly opposed the sudden awakening of creatures even those born forth from within the hostile lands of the NightWing, scurrying here and there through the forests, swamps and what little grass land formed the moors, to fulfill their natural instincts and daily routines under long morning shadows. As early morning turned into the height of cloud spotted noon as Tenebris and his hatchling companion approached the Island of Shadows Refuge, it would of been a day neither significant nor insignificant yet unknown to the rest of the world just yet a divine had fallen and her legacy was now entrusted to Tenebris in the form of young Celestia.

As they left the last remnants of the coastal beaches the strong maritime winds slowed his advance, yet were not enough to movie his stalwart direction on wards, keeping his balance both for himself and Celestia as she rode upon his back. The night had been lengthy compared to any other night and Tenebris for perhaps one of the few times in his life didn't know how to speak to the young Hatchling, he had allowed her silent contemplation over the loss of her mother without much interruption. Finally as they neared their destination it was only right to ensure the young Celestia understood, or rather he hoped she'd understand. Solemnly despite flying ever straight he was able to crane his neck over his shoulder as he looked down at her, even with his soft features of sympathy he maintained a gentle smile to give what little comfort he could and after a moment he spoke.

"Young Celestia, I only hope I can give you the justice you rightly deserve. I won't lie, I am not the greatest in parenting. But I want you to know that I'll always be here, and I'll always ensure your betterment above all else". With a small sigh he paused as he wondered what the child would be feeling, resentment for him taking her away when she wanted to mourn, perhaps she didn't even hear him if she was still grief stricken. None the less he continued in his soft rumbling raspy voice "These are dark days, and they will be ever darker now by your own loss, many with honeyed words will pollute and direct the Dragons of the lands, but they will do such with an evil mind and thirst of ambition, which will only bring further great woe in the days to come which will befall us all".

He continued to beat his great black majestic wings ever against the force of the wind, yet keep his attention on Celestia, his blue sapphire eyes watching her intently with care and devotion "You are the light in the darkness though young Celestia, you are the serenity of all of us, and your mothers living legacy as well as her proudest achievement, you will define this world, not for the NightWings, but for all Dragons, I only hope you understand as young as you are, and know that you will always have my guidance and care for as long as you desire". His well cultured voice was soothing and although listening he turned his head forward as the air seemed to feel almost active and alive with a static like feeling, a magical ward had been filling the air as an eerie misted seemed to form and engulf Tenebris and his young companion.