A Wander Through the Woods (Open to all)

Sagramour decided he needed to get some fresh air after lying in his cave for so long. The first thing he did was take a nice quiet flight over to some nearby woods. He lands near a small creek surrounded by tall pine trees. There are some tiny white flowers scattered throughout the area, and the sky is relatively clear from cloud cover. The sun is It seems peaceful, but Sagramour is wary that there may be other dragons nearby. He's enjoying the calm environment and breathing in the crisp, clean air. Though he's wary of other dragons, he's also looking to communicate with someone for the first time in quite a while. He also might do some hunting while he's out. Yeah, that could be nice.

OOC: I'll probably be using first person from now on.

Exploration. Marking. Discovery. That is all that Despair had on her mind. To know the land would help her and her future plans, which held some uncertainty regarding her thoughts and feelings on it. But regardless, precautions must be taken. Every cavern, every crater, every nook and cranny could be discovered by this beautiful dragonness. Along the way, she had come across some other fellows, who she had made plausible efforts to befriend. But it was better than being cooped up in the swamps all the time.

Despair would scan the area silently, her blood red eyes and raven black scales held plenty of emphasis on her surrounding environment. But the air slowly gained humidity, and she heard the sound of water nearby. That is when the crude dragonness had suspected a tributary of some sort. A good source of refreshment!

She headed toward that way, only to find another dragon there. Though, she wasn't surprised. It was a beautiful day in this beautiful area, who wouldn't come near this place? "Salutations! I trust this water tickles your fancy?" exclaimed Despair, confidently as she would approach the brute. "Tell me now, who are you? Need someone to talk to?"

"Greetings, fellow NightWing I am Sagramour, and yes someone to talk to would be appreciated. I haven't had anyone to talk with for quite some time." It would seem that other dragons were in fact out enjoying the beautiful day. He notices that his fellow NightWing seems quite menacing. He asks, "Do you do any fighting? Or, really what I mean to ask is, what's your profession?"

She would marvel at the larger, and perhaps younger brute. Quite an awe-inspiring sight. Despair would smile her coy smile, tilting her head and tapping her talon to the grass and dirt with curiosity. "Me? Fight? 'Fraid not, good sir. That is far too risky of a business to tickle my fancy. But, I am a NightWing tracker. Noting special, if I do say so myself." She would snicker, creeping up closer and sitting next to him without invading his personal bubble. "And you? Surely you do something, yes?" Despair asked patiently. It was nice to have simple conversations every now and then.

He replies, "I don't do all that much, but I'm a hunter. I also explore and wander around quite a bit. I trade the excess of what I hunt to other rogues and certain buyers in other tribes. Other than that I just tend to enjoy time on my own, or wander around and sometimes I bump into people to talk with." He notices her movements and jostles himself a little bit. He also realizes that his tail was swishing gently. He thinks to himself, "I really need to get out more." He stops the nervous swishing and settles down.