Flower (flightrising)"You're staring again, my dear Miurne."
The skydancer blinked as she was startled from her thoughts by the feeling of both Viona's amusement and her own embarrassment mixing together in the air. Warmth flooded her face as she met the wildclaw’s deep, intoxicating red gaze, trying her best to appear calm and collected as she spoke. "I apologize, Viona, it's just...Where I come from, you could be a dragon of royalty. A beautiful leader of which no other could reckon with, and yet... here you stay. A mere songbird trapped within a cage. I just don't understand how one worth so much could be valued so little."
Viona let out a snort as Miurne finished speaking, a rather unlady-like sound, before looking out into the distance towards the candlelight of the cave entrance. "Royalty? Worth? Miurne, if only you could truly hear the words you speak. There is so much more to a dragon than the markings on their back and the lineage that brought them to be. I am no more worthy of praise than t