Island-Call [Wake]

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How long has it been? Weeks, months...years? He shook his head and look forward once more as he flew on a thermal. The old dragon couldn't help but smile as the warm air flowed underneath his wings once again and from such nostalgia nearly missed the small island. Diving into a controlled descent landed on the southern part on the warm sandy beach with a grunt.

"Fly again yes, still an old dragon." Coughing slightly and shook his beard slightly. "Always sand that gets everywhere I don't need it. Now..." Swishing his tail left and right sat down to rest a minute. "Where is that energetic student of mine?" Sniffing he could confirm the small wyverns scent to be here and from the obvious fish around the island seems to indicate him being here. The question....is he still here?

Wake tilted his head, noticing the look Teron had on his face.

"Are you ok?"

Teron blinked and shook his head, "Just a bad memory, nothing more." He stopped for a second and realized the building he had been repairing to veer off in shape, forming more of a dome shape with sharp sides. "Oh mosswarts." As that happened Phant woke up with a low yawn and stretched a bit, then rasied a brow upon noticing the...interesting, architecture.

"Hmmm, seems someone got off path a little." The earthwing sighed at that and looked a bit down. "Oh Teron," Phant placed a hand on their shoulder, "So your a little rusty, big whoop. We're old and its been a while since you sculpted anyway." Shifting his tail behind him gestured for Wake to chime in.

"Yeah. It'll just take a little time to get back in the groove of things." Wake would jump up on a bit of debris to get a better view as he looked around. The small wyvern shook a little before looking around.

"It still looks better too."

"See? No harm no foul-oof" The elder Earthwing brought Phant into a warm hug, lifting him off the ground slightly, before setting him back down while still in said hug. Rolling his eyes at that Teron left an arm open towards Wake, "Don't worry, Teron is quite the gentle giant with his surprise hugs."

Wake looked, but soon walked up and into the hug. He chuckled a bit before looking around again, not sure if anyone else would come. Wake then looked, taking a bit of a breath.

"Can I be honest. I don't even know what to do with all this space."

Teron gave a knowing smile and vanished into motes of green which new motes of light appeared of a silvery white. An all too familiar shape soon formed and a silver elder dragoness of a lithe, slim build appeared as green eyes twinkled upon seeing Wake. A heartwarming smile formed on her snout and nuzzled Wake, "It's been too long Wake, you've grown so much since I last saw you."

"Wait, wasn't the order-"

Casa rolled her eyes, "Teron is playing peacekeeper." To which phant could only groan and pinch his brow while shaking his head. While her mate did that Casa took a look around the barren landscape with a surprised look,  "I'm surprised you chose such a place as this to live at."

Wake smiled, nuzzling back. Then he looked at the island he called home now, nodding a little as he spoke up.

"Well... it's pretty far from the humans, and easy for me to defend." He then looked down a little, scratching at the ground. It was a bit barren, but not too bad. Right?