Anger. Sadness? Who knows. I’m alone know after so many years by Darkvision’s side. I fly. Soundless. Who knows what will happen next. I fly over the sandwing kingdom. I circle down and land right outside of possibility. “Roko.” I say quietly. “Here” a lone voice said from the shadows. One of my allies. “Where is Jay and Cardinal?” I ask. “Coming.” Roko is a dragon of few words. When we here the sound of wing beats Roko and I hide in the shadows. Two skywings, one tall and slim, missing a leg, he is Cardinal. And one dragonet. Cardinal’s son, Jay. “Are we ready?” I ask the group. “Yup” they all reply. We fly toward the Rainwing kingdom. We are getting revenge. On every dragon on the continent. We are all lone warriors. One day we were loved. The next day we were shut out.
When Leaf was younger
“Darkvision” I say as we collect fruit together on a sunny day. “Yeah?” He asks.