Gone with the wind (open all skywings)

(OOC: somebody can't find his father-and tiny post to start sorry XD)

IC:

Rateevko flew along the border of the skywing tribe territory. It was a route Moonwing had taken him on before, and this time his mother was coming along with him. Or at least she had been with him a few minutes ago.

Looking back to see if she was still behind him Ratty flew haphazardly over the border and into the tribes territory. He wasn't too worried about the dragons harming him since Moonwing was his father. They should know him right?

The sun had risen about two hours ago, and the sky was clear as he enjoyed the warmth on his back and the wind under his wings.

I snorted as I flew behind Rateevko. This was going to be one interesting day. The weather was fair and the clouds few, but you could still feel a bit of a bite of cold. Even if I knew how to get to the SkyWing territory I still decided to let Ratty lead. It would make him happy to, and I could keep an eye on him.

Flying at his level was a bit of a bore, so I decided to fly higher. I barely skimmed the few clouds that were in the sky as I took a breath. I could tell we were getting closer to the SkyWing territory, not just by the flying islands that were getting closer but just by the scenery around.

Before coming back down to him I did a few arcing loops. Gently spiraling down I made sure it wasn't going to interfere with his flying before leveling out.

"So, how do you like your little trips to the SkyWing Kingdom?" I asked, glancing from the approaching islands back to him. The only thought that really lurked in my mind was if a guard decided to attack me, or worse, Rateevko. But honestly, I was interested of how this was going to go, and couldn't hide the smirk on my face.

(Pretend I'm ratty)

Oh I love coming by here. The islands are so cool! and sometimes I see the tribe dragons in the distance. Ratty did not mention that he had not been visiting with his father for most of the time. Maybe only once or twice had his dad actually brought him here. Instead much of the time he was too busy to bring Rateevko along. So Rat had brought himself here to traverse the winds along the borders of the tribe.

For a moment the white dragon watched his mother fly admiring the gracefulness of her flight. He might be able to fly and do basic movements, but he was far from the experienced flyer she was. Envious of her skills Ratty continued onward grinning wide as he spotted a floating mountain appearing out of the mists of a cloud.

Raine perched within a Ballista tower, one of many that divided the grand, floating wall that circled Sky Fortress. She had woken up early, very eager to take on her new role as the guard. Her tasks were simple really. Watch the border for any dragons wishing to enter the kingdom, ask for identification and pass it on. In an event of another human attack, she would sound the bell, held above her, and activate the ballista. She was alone up here, with the nearest tower more than 400metres away. It was also rather boring as well, as at this time, there were only a few dragons coming and going, and she doubted there would be an attack this early.

The skies were clear at this time. Actually, it was always clear. The fortress was above the clouds after all. But it was still a magnificent sight, especially when it got cloudy. It was like a floor of clouds where she could walk on them and run across the huge stretch of emptiness. When it was less cloudy, like today, she could see almost all of Pyyria. The tribes were here and there, quite some distance away. On the other side, were the human cities, no doubt readying and preparing themselves to attack the fortress again. No birds or gusts were flying through the Fortress, and all Raine could hear was the thunderous wind pounding against her ear.

Ever since Tion came to power, he spread the word to all of the dragons of Pyyria that the Skywings were alive and had risen from the shadows. Raine was not sure what effect this would have, saved from the tribes finally acknowledging their existence, but she hoped it would mean more trades and messages. And with more trades and messages, more dragons would pass through. Life of a guard was good still. She should enjoy the peace and quiet for a good 3 hours before her shift would finish.

Just as she was about to call it a day, she took a glimpse to the left and saw two tiny shadows. She stiffened and rushed to the edge of the tower for a closer look. Humans? No. Dragons. Skywings? They certainly looked like them. Suddenly Raine remembered. No one had left Sky Fortress yet! So they were foreign dragons. One white, the other black. Raine steadied herself, her tail wrapping against the chord that would sound the bell. They did not look hostile. It was just the two of them as well. Raine could handle them!

Her heart hammering against her chest in eagerness, she waited for the two to approach her tower. When they were near the wall, Raine called out to them from above. “HALT! You are approaching the Sky Fortress. State your names and business here!” She leaned over the edge of the tower so the two could see her, a yellow dragon with a blue underbelly, wearing silver armour that bore glowing yellow streaks all over it, like it was enchanted.

I nodded as he spoke. "That's good, did you learn anything interesting?" I asked, glancing from him to the sky in front of us. Being a rogue I didn't particularly care if I was, or was going to, be invading on tribe lands. The one thing I did care about was other dragons, and I knew that the tribe ones were going to be hostile. If anyone of them tried to attack Rateevko they'd have another thing coming for them.

In the distance we were rapidly approaching the kingdom. Why exactly Ratty wanted to take me here I was unsure of, but I still wanted to make him happy. I kept my face in a neutral expression, not showing any real signs of happiness or interest.

I could feel a shiver up my spine as we approached the walls. It had to have been from the feeling of another dragon watching us, for a moment later one spoke. I halted, hoving in one place and looking up. It was a SkyWing, one wearing what looked like armor. I couldn't tell how strong the armor would be unless I had a chance to test it, but I was just glad she wasn't attacking us... yet...

"My name is Dynamic and this is my son, Rateevko. You probably know him since his father brings him here often enough." I looked at Rateevko, inviting him to answer why we were here.

(pretend I'm Rat again)

The young dragon hovers in the air as a sharp "HALT!" is called out then looks in the direction of the other dragon. He grins wildly but stays in place while looking up at the soldiers gleaming armor.

Your armor is so cool! You must be a great soldier to have that! Ratty went on complimenting the skywing before silencing at his mothers words. After she was finished speaking he then spoke up again. I'm looking for dad! We haven't seen him in a while. the young white dragon flapped against the air heavily as he looked up at the other skywing.

Raine listened with utmost focus at their response. Now that they were this close, they did not seem to have come with any intent to cause harm. The black dragon spoke first, stating her name to be Dynamic. It was a weird name but she would think about it at another time. Then the young white dragon spoke. Instead of a name, he wanted to see his father.

Altogether they were mother and son. Raine frowned at that. It sounded like they were citizens here long before, but it did not change the fact that no dragon left the wall this morning. Raine would have to check them with Administrations. For the mean time, they were visitors. Raine could not help but smile a bit as the young son praised the glow of her armour. It was mothing special really. Those on patrol of the wall had to wear it.

Raine hopped off the tower, spread and flapped her wings until she was on level with the two. "Follow me." She ordered before flying over the wall and back towards Sky Fortress. On first sight, the two would see hundreds of islands, all close and floating near the biggest one of them all where all the buildings were constructed on. It was around a 5km journey from the wall to the nearest island, so they may as well enjoy the sight for a while.

Once they arrived at the capital, Raine landed on one of the large round landing pads jutting out along the island. There she met two more guards, watching the entrance towards the city. "Escort them to the Visitor's Hall," she ordered the guards. Raine then gave the two outsiders a nod and beckon them to follow those 2 guards as they would lead them through the grand city. She almost forgot to ask something important and quickly spun back to the two. "The name? What is the name of the dragon you wish to seek?"

I gave a smirk and followed the guard into the islands. The island's, sure it was interesting that they could float but the thing that ruined them were the buildings the dragons built on them. Or course, this was mostly because they were tribe buildings. Or course, Rogues aren't much for building structures, may it be from their constant moving or just lack of time.

Once we landed I shook my wings before placing them on my back. I kept my head high, almost as if I was looking down upon any of the other SkyWings as I was bigger than them with my NightWing heritage. Reminding myself of that I frowned. How many could tell that? I looked mostly SkyWing in appearance, except for that part.

The One that had been leading us snapped me out of thought with her question. Who were we here to see? Well, my first answer would be MoonWing, for that was the main reason Rateevko brought me out here, or at least that's what I though. My mind wondered though, what if we got to meet the king? I gave a light snort, it would definitely be something. I glanced down at Ratty again. He could answer this one too. Talking with other dragons would help strengthen him with words in the future, even if it didn't mean much right now.

(Me Ratty)

Rateevko grinned innocently as the skywing looked to his mother and then to him. He wiggled in excitement before dashing off to follow the guardian closer to the floating islands.

When they landed in the beautifully sculpted hall the guard then gave two other guards the job of escorting them. However they did not go far before the first guard turned around and asked one last thing. When Areo did not answer, Rat did with a bright vibrant voice.

Moonwing is my father. He's the one we are looking for! He jumped up happily having never been this far into the tribe territory before. Everything was so new bright, and pretty!

(Pretend Im Tion)

Raine nodded her approval to the two travellers. Moonwing. She knew she heard that name somewhere before but could not determine where. A dragon within Sky Fortress, one of many held that name she was sure. It was enough to make her relax a bit, putting some trust to these two outsiders. "Follow those guards. They will take you to the Visitor's Hall. Wait there for Moonwing." With that, she waited only a brief second to receive their responses of approval, if any, before leaving the landing port and up into the air. She was looking forward to her relief, but things needed to be done swift and smoothly here. Raine glided around and disappeared behind the buildings, heading towards Administration to hopefully find the so-called Moonwing within the Census.

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Meanwhile, the guards, Tajj and Riva led the visitors through the Capital of Sky Fortress. It was a spacious district compared to how they would see it from the walls. The only pathways here and there were either carved on the dirt of the islands itself, or were bridges decorated with insignias of the sun, clouds, rain and thinderstorms.  The guards crossed the grand bridge, spacing at 100metres wide and leading all the way to the large, floating palace some diatance ahead of them. This was not the only bridge, for anyone looking up or down could see them between islands or between buildings, but not in a manner that was overwhelming. The Skywings needed to use their wings at aome point, especially if they were to rest in the Peaceful Islands.

Being high up here meant there were huge gusts here and there, blowing across the city and knocking the chimes, their music echoing across the city, and blowing against wind-structures that uttered hollow tunes like those of panpipes.

There were many other Skywings using the bridges to get to places, while others decided to fly across. As the guards went by, these Skywings froze for a second to look at the black and the white dragon. Concerns and surprise were on their snouts as they then gossiped to one another. Some of them growled and snarled at them. Others were curious and brought their snouts close, with a handful of them trailing the dragons until they gave up.

The bridge met a central point, where other 3 bridges meet, and the guards turned left. There, just another 40metre walk, was a large building, adourned with flags and banners of the Skywing Kingdom, fluttering and waving with life. The banners simply depicted a dragon's helmeted head with a pair of large gold wings sprouting symmetrically to the borders.

Once inside the building, after opening the huge doors with a deep groan, the guards led them to a large luxurious room lined with arch windows across the walls and a large feasting area in the centre. Firepits were lit up after the guards triggered the sensors, and they quickly warmed the room. A Skywing was already inside, waiting for them, and she greeted the two guests with a bow. "Wait here for further instructions," a guard said to the black dragon before closing the doors behind them.

The Skywing maid then walked up to the two dragons. "Greetings. Welcome to Sky Fortress. I am Valkyrie, I will be your maid in the Visitor's Hall. Would you like anything while you wait?"

She didn't think it fair that Rateevko got all the adventures. So what it happened to be leaving at times she ventured off? That didn't mean that she didn't want to go to the Skywing Territories! So she followed them, but didn't exactly tell her mom that she was following them. She paused to hide in the clouds when the stranger stopped to talk to them, and began to follow again when they were on the move, still trying to remain unnoticed. However as she ventured into the territory without proper authority, she grew excited as her flight patterned began to sway and she began to hum a James Bond theme tune, trying her best to keep up with her brother and her mother following the SkyWing.

I followed the guards, keeping my posture high and as if I was in charge, or at least better than them. It was pleasing to be around so many short dragons when all my life I have been the smallest out of all of them. I kept glancing behind me, making sure Ratty stayed close and didn't wander off or get lost.

As we walked I noticed some of the SkyWings stop and look at us, talking as if I didn't know what they were doing. I glanced at them, continuing to hold myself high. I growled back at the ones who snarled, keeping Ratty at my side. It confused me slightly as of why they were so surprised at seeing what could be a NightWing with her smaller child that was anything but the same of her.

Once inside the building I sat down, licking my paw and bringing it across my head. I glanced up when the new dragon approached, claiming she was our maid. I laughed. A maid, really? "Uh, sure. Why don't you go and fetch us some water."

(Me Ratty)

Rateevko followed his mother slowly. He was preoccupied with all the pretty buildings and the other lighter colored dragons that were beginning to gather to look at them. How come they were all mostly so light colored? Rat was used to his mother and siblings being darker in color, so seeing all these other light dragons made him giddy.

Mom this is awesome. I didn't think they would let us go this far in. I wonder what father will think? the white seven year old pranced forward back next to his mother as a maid came forward. He grinned and greeted her with a "Hi!" before she left to get Areo her drink.

The dragons within the research facility knew no rest in his eyes. Tirelessly they worked, crafting new armour, sentries or just some everyday conveniences for the dragons of Sky Fortress. Watching over the busy dragons, frantically rushing from one end of the room to another of this loud atmosphere, was none other than the king himself.

However, the king was interrupted from his work desk by a messenger. New arrivals it seemed. Tion was not sure why he would be summoned to great visitors, but it surprised him that the two know of Moonwing. One of them was a Nightwing it seemed. It did not surprise Tion. Storm was a Nightwing until he became the liutenant of the Skywings. Perhaps he and this new arrival could get along.

Throwing his tools onto the desk and leaving his half-finished work, Tion would make his way towards the visitors area. As he passed by a few armoured guards, they would follow behind him, until no more than six accompanied as they leave the facility and flew down to the main level of Sky Fortress, onto one of their grand bridges.

Above and around him, the Skywings speed by, all with sone purpose in their minds to get somewhere. There were some who decided to rest on the bridge and talk with their friends, but when they saw Tion, they would not let go of their formalities and bowed as he breezed by. There were many buildings and bridges around Sky Fortress, all made by the claws of dragons and reptilians. Under the cloudless sky the marble surfaces glow gold or white, with barely a sight of metal to disrupt the serenity of the central district. Tion's journey was quick and, as the guards stood outside and around the visitors area, he walked in. Two guards accompanied him, and Tion looked up.

There were two dragons. One a tall Nightwing, and the other a small white dragon of a heritage not obvious to Tion. If he had to guess, the white scales would make it a Lightwing. Tion watched as a maid cane by with bowls of water before bowing to Tion and shifting away.

Ahh, so you two are related to one of us. Allow me to formally welcome you to Sky Fortress. I am Tion, the king of the Skywings. He made his way down and was overshadowed by the height of the tall Nightwing. Moonwing did not mention any relatives of his to me. To be honest, it is quite a surprise that I will meet them before he introduces them. If I may ask, what are your names?

Anila-more commonly known as 'The most gorgeous SkyWing around' elegantly flew through the clouds, breaking each fluffy white cloud with her sheer speed. As she zipped through at her top speed, she left a small hole within the cloud behind her. Slowly, the white fluffy clouds pulled themselves together again as she sped along through the wonderfully bright sky. She adored flying, her strong six wings easily taking her through the clouds-she would even trust them enough to fly through a thunderstorm without being struck. As always, Anila was donning her brilliantly gold and white 'armour' as she always did. The horn-like piece on the tip of her nose was beautiful, intricate patterns all through it as well as the ones on her wings, tail and back. She twirled, spun and dove through the beautiful sky, much faster than any other SkyWing would dare to travel. However, this gracious-and did I mention gorgeous, dragoness decided to take a bit of a break from her wonderful flight.

She gracefully furled her wings, returning into a dive which turned into a slight glide as she approached the palace in the sky, where she knew Tion was. Little did the larger-than-average SkyWing know that there were a few unique guests coming for a visit. Anila landed gracefully, already assuming a stance close to which royalty would assume to take. Her stride was elegant, but her steps were confident. Unconsciously, the SkyWing was gently swaying her hips from side to side as she walked. Her wings were folded perfectly by her side, the very tips of her feathered wings were flowing with the movement. As she passed a few guards towards the beautiful SkyWing palace, she winked lightly at them. The male looked away, his cheeks slowly blushing in embarrassment as his feminine partner seemingly wanted to facepaw at her companions eye for beauty.

Anila made her way towards into the wonderful hall of the SkyWing palace, some of the male maids having to look away as the gorgeous SkyWing made her way through. Her midnight eyes looked around, a soft and happy purr coming from her chest as she wandered up to Tion confidently, then bowed her head low, the very tip of her chin touching the floor. Included in her deep bow, she allowed her large set of wings to extend slightly, the feathered tips and her armour easily being visible to the king and any on lookers. "Your Majesty~" Anila said respectfully, then raised to her normal poise as she looked towards the newcomers. "Greetings~! What brings you gorgeous dragons to the humble kingdom of the SkyWings?" She inquired, her voice dignified and as graceful as her gorgeous looks.

Aero smiled at Ratty, giving him a little nuzzle. "Who knows what your father will think? He must be around somewhere." She said lightly.  'I'm just surprised at how nice they're being...' The female definitely wasn't going to expect this from a tribe. They must be soft from all of this 'luxury.'

Aero smiled as the maid returned, although it was more of a smirk. As she took the water another dragon came in, with what looked like guards accompanying him. She nearly choked on her water when she heard who it was. It was even better that she was taller than him, but of course her NightWing blood would do that.

No sooner would another dragon come in, this one also covered in armor. She seemed stuck up, and other things... The way she bowed so lowly, much more than she needed too, was probably just to show off her hindside. She was also way too cheerful for Aero's liking.

Taking her mind off of that dragon she turned back to Tion, doing what could be considered a mock bow as she spread her wings and bowed, glancing down at Tion for she wasn't going to go lower than him. When she came back up she sat and smirked before replying to him. "Hello Tion, what a pleasure to meet the SkyWing King out of all the dragons we could've met. Of course he didn't mention any of us, he can't speak if you were to remember your poor Vulcan..." The black dragoness said, showing her teeth in a humored smile. "I'm Dynamic, MoonWing's mate. This with me is Rateevko, my son. You know, you should be more careful with just letting rogues dilly-dally into your territory, it could be a hazard."

She turned back to the annoying dragoness, her smile fading. "I'm just here because Rateevko wanted to show me the SkyWing Kingdom, considering he's come here with his father before." She then turned her head away from the dragon, glancing at her with another question. "Since we've said ours, what's your name?" Aero held herself from calling the dragon a name, as if her behavior alone isn't enough to say she wasn't pleased with her. She then turned her full attention back to Tion, her laid back look completed with her smirk as she waited for him to continue to talk.

Rateevko is so excited that his wings begin to flutter bringing him into the air again. The young dragon laughs as he hovers there between his mother and the guards. His greyish pink rat-like tail curled and wiggled in the air while the boy looked from the maid to the fantastic architecture then back to the guards. Finally his eyes landed onto his mothers dark form, the women keeping calm and ultimately her stillness quieted his own excitement a bit. Embarrassed now, that he might be too energetic or rude with his fluttering Rat landed once more and tried to keep himself still like his mother.

It worked for all of two minutes when another white dragon appeared greeting Aero and himself. Ratty grinned, shuffled his wings resisting the urge to fly up to the women and greet her, then curled his tail back and forth bubbling with excitement again. Tion had appeared as well while Ratty was busy looking at the room. He had not noticed the king come in at first. However now he gazed at the two skywings happy as can be.  

While the light colored women was pretty and graceful like his momma, Tion was strong and so cool looking. Rateevko had often tried to copy his father to be like him thinking that he was the best thing in the world. How wrong he had been! Rat had been kept outside of the tribes away from other dragons only with his brothers and sisters to accompany him. He'd gone most of his life thinking that Moonwing was the best drake in the world. Now though, Ratty could see that this male had power and confidence. He wanted to be like this male.

Beaming at Tion, Ratty with too much enthusiasm followed his mothers lead and bowed to the king. His lips drew back in a fierce smile as he looked up at the other dragon. You are so awesome! How'd you get to be so strong? Ratty stopped himself at only two of the many questions he wanted to ask. He didn't know if this male, like his father, could not talk. It had completely poofed from his mind that Tion had just asked them a question not a minute ago. Such was the younglings attention span and tiny memory.

As Tion was greeting the pair, a fourth figure walked into the room. It was a female, her white scales glistening like diamonds, with the gold ornaments around her seemingly to add to her beauty. When Tion was young, females such as herself would caught him off guard and made him look down and blush. But now, he trained his will and determination, that such a scenery would not faze him wven a bit. Tion turned towards Anila, as she was called, and returned her rather... formal greeting with his. He lowered his head, close to the ground, not touching it like she did. It was somewhat of a tradition among the guards that a king should not stain even his chin on the dirt for a greeting.

Anila, Tion said, then turned back to the two guests. Dynamic, allow me to introduce you to Anila. She is one of my trackers. He then looked down at the Nightwing's son. He was rather feisty and commented about Tion's strength. Tion returned with a chuckle. He reminded him of his adopted daughter, Yalaruh. If he chose to stay, maybe the two could keep each other company and become close friends. But that would be far into the future. Oh I am not that strong. But should you desire strength, you must first train your will and keep within you the memories of those you want to protect. Now, there was a matter about foreign affairs with these two and their relations with Moonwing. Tion stepped back so he could comfortably face the Nightwing. You are not the first Nightwing I permitted under my wing. My guards know to keep their heads up when we bring in outsiders. They will not let you run freely around the fortress. Surely they accompanied you until this room. They will also guide you around Sky Fortress if you are just here for a tour. Tion raised his claw, and the maid quickly rushed towards him. Water from the crystal waterfall. Anila, is there anything you like to drink?

Anila gracefully ruffled her wings, shaking her head ever so slightly to make her feathers settle perfectly on her head once again. She folded her long, graceful and beautiful wings once again, tucking them in close to her slim body. An unfortunate male servant had to leave the room. She listened to Aero, not quite understanding the anger from them. But as Tion beat her before she could introduce herself, she lowered her head in respect to the NightWing. Her neck forming a perfect bow as she did so, having much practice with this in the past.

"As my King has said, I am Anila, a SkyWing tracker. One of the fastest, if I must say so myself." Anila said quietly, raising her head to gently smile at the two newcomers. Her eyes studying the little dragon who was quivering with excitement. She lowered her head to the little dragon, a smile on her face as she did so. Deciding that this may still be too tall for him, Anila crouched down on all fours to look at the small and young dragon. "And who are you little one! You seem so excited to be here~" Her voice was a sweet as honey, excitement creeping into her voice due to the the little hatchlings own excitement.

Knowing that the glorious King Tion had spoken to her, she again bowed her head to him. "If it wouldn't be too much to ask, King Tion, may I please have a small glass of water?" She inquired. Her flight had definitely worn her out, but she wouldn't show it. However, as she said that sentence, her voice quivered the slightest as her throat was dry, like sandpaper as she tried to speak. She glanced at Tion. Him? Not powerful? Surely the King was lying, she had heard rumours otherwise... She shrugged it off, turning her attention to the little white dragon again as she tried to keep him amused and entertained.

(It's 1:07am for me I need to sleep. SO here's a sentence or two.)

Rat grinned making the skin around his cheeks mottle with pink while they wrinkled at the edges. Really? I want to be a guard when I get older!" He then looked to Nilla (my nickname for Anila) nodding. I'm Rateevko. He answered quick then puffed out his chest tying to look bigger than he really was.

When her name was announced, Aero gave a short nod to Anila. It seemed that neither dragon took note of her 'disrespectful behavior.' Maybe being cooped up inside made them lose that train of thought, with everyone being so nice to one another. Or tribe dragon were just dim and couldn't read dragons like a rogue could. Or course, she wouldn't have expected Ratty to notice, he was just a child, but these dragons should've at least have a slight notice, especially the king for that matter. Well, he did acknowledge the fact she said that he shouldn't let rogues just roam around the palace, so that was a plus.

Putting that thought aside she decided to ask some more questions to him. They had another NightWing in this place? She would've never guessed that tribe dragons would take NightWings, or anything deems 'not a SkyWing.' Perhaps she was wrong. "You mentioned another NightWing? Who may they be?" After asking that question another thing popped into her mind; what if it could've been one of her siblings? She silently shook that thought away, it was highly unlikely it was. If anything, they'd be down with the NightWings right now, where there parents left them.

Aero's mind flashed back to when she was younger. Her father had left to take her more NightWing looking siblings to the NightWing territory, where they'd hopefully be accepted in. Her mother on the other hand was a SkyWing, so of course she'd want to take her to the SkyWing territory. She had told Aero to stay there and wait for some dragons to come by and take her in, but Aero didn't want any of that. After her mother left she left too, but unable to return to her due to the fact Aero would feel like a failure. Instead she had left on search of her own.

The dragoness silently cursed at herself for bringing that memory up, the thought causing her to flinch in her normally haughty face. It only lasted for a second, but a second was enough for someone to look and see something was running throughout her head. She quickly took away with her next words, almost trying to hide it. "I guess we can go for a tour. Don't know what all MoonWing has shown Rateevko in this palace."

Mind aside from the thoughts she glanced back over at the other dragon, now looking to be trying to entertain Ratty or something. She just hoped that Ratty wasn't going to take into her apparent flattery. Maybe Aero was judging her a little too hard, but she just didn't like the taste of that dragon.

Tion nodded to Anila's request and sent the maid on her way. So far, everything went as smoothly as he wanted. Anila graced the two arrivals with her bow and busied herself a bit with the small white hatchling, who was somewhat determined to become a guard. It made Tion chuckle. He was never too late to try as a protector. But whether he would for this tribe or not remained to be seen. Especially since they were relatives to Moonwing, he would desire their service to the Sky Fortress. The little dragon has the spirit, seeing how he tried to stand with a proud chest.

If Tion were to even hope for them to join the skywings, he would have to talk with this large Nightwing. She was certainly not that friendly, as Tion could sense a bit of skepticism and hostility from her. But he was no dragon to challenge any of that. Ultimately it was her final decision.

Dynamic asked about the Nightwing Tion permitted into the fortress. That he responded with a strong voice, My lieutenant, Storm, is from the Nightwing tribe. You may pass by him on your tour around the fortress. A pink dragon with a pendant around his neck. As he answered her, he noticed her expression getting a little tense. Not from the words he spoke, but something else. Tion chose to dwell in that, it was her choice to listen or not and he would not take it against her.

Fine, he answered Dynamic when she wanted a tour. Tion beckoned his guards forward and organised a quick tour around the fortress, a path they should follow as well as being their escorts. Then he turned back to the Nightwing. It seems your young is all too eager to join our ranks.

Anila laughed lightly, amused as the little dragon tried to puff his chest out, making himself as big and as powerful looking as he possibly could. Anila quickly put on a mock look of surprise, dramatically placing a paw on her chest as she slightly pulls away from him. She raised her head the absolute slightest, causing a few of the rays of light to bounce off her armour to reflect the light playfully from his chest. A small chuckle came from Anila as the light seemed to somewhat make him look he himself was wearing armour. "Oh wow! Look at you Rateevko! You most definitely have the potential to become a guard!" Anila exclaimed, seemingly shocked as she pulled away from him. "You even look as if you could almost be stronger than even the mighty Tion!" She teased lightly, giving the King a sly (Teehee) wink.

Anila, although she didn't seem to be, was listening to the conversation. She didn't understand why this GUEST had such a horrible personality, and why she was basically demanding things. However, the queen of gorgeousness decided to keep her feelings to herself. She didn't want a snot-nosed NightWing to ruin her perfect demeanor. Not one single gorgeous feather of hers would be ruffled from anger. That would be stooping too low. Anila refused. Downright refused to have her perfect, ideal world destroyed by the little bit of pessimistic attitude from this creature.

However, at the request for a tour of her absolutely wonderful homelands... from this THING... Anila almost allowed a snarl to form on her perfect muzzle. She kept her face hidden, her cheerful and show-offy attitude back in its rightful place. Anila stood up, slightly stretching the legs which she had had to tuck under herself to make her head almost the same height as Rateevko's. She slightly flicked her tail, her stand naturally pushing her chest forward and allowing her slim figure to be shown. Anila turned her head slightly, her attention and gaze wandering back to the other two dragons, Tion and Aero. "If I may~ Would I be allowed to accompany you both on this tour? I am sure that I may be able to provide some extra input." She inquired, her ever 'Oh I know I'm good looking' expression still on her face.

And I don't want a SECOND NightWing just rampaging around like they know the place, Anila thought, rather darkly and weirdly for a wonderful and charming dragoness such as herself.

(OOC: No muse for a large post. Sorry, but all of yours are glorious!)

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Rateevko looks to his mother to see what she was going to do and if they were going to go on the tour together. Then he get sup and flies around again ready to be seeing the sights.

Aero tried to shake herself of her thoughts. It wasn't even him, it was some other dragon, Storm, for the NightWing tribe. Did that mean he was a full NightWing or that he came from the NightWing tribe? Did these dragons not worry about spies? Even she could be one right now.

Focusing back into real time things she noticed the guards now around, seeming ready to take them around. She glanced back over at Anila, almost ready to give a slight snort at the way she was positioned again. It was as if she thought she was better than everyone else. To Aero, it just seemed like she was a piece of rotten food. The female couldn't even see what they got from looking at her. She was just glad Tion wasn't taking into any of her tactics. To be honest, she was close to snapping at her to get away from Rateevko, but he was enjoying himself so she'd rather not take that away from him... She just wished this thing didn't have to be here.

And of course to make things better she was going to come along with them. Great. Her face was still ugly, but Aero didn't want to dwell on the pompous dragoness.

The black female turned away from her and started to walk towards where Tion was as it seemed the way to go was that way. When she got near him he turned back to her and mentioned Ratty. Her spines slightly pricked. She didn't want to really admit it, but she felt like Rateevko was going to go off into the tribe. He's always been excited with his dad and... he was weak. Not in spirit or energy, but his hide. Every rock and hit easily hurt him, and if he was a rogue he'd easily get killed. Maybe a tribe was the best fit for him.

Her spines had relaxed as she thought about it, but snapping out of her head once more they tensed once more. In a hushed voice she spoke back to Tion, "Well of course he's excited, his dad works here as a Vulcan. Plus he's... he's just a little too soft..." Her voice faltered off so Rateevko wouldn't hear her. She just wished he didn't have such soft hide, but she still loved him the same.