The night was silent, peaceful as the ghostly spirit of the long dead dragon materialized in the marketplace, ice blue eyes taking in sights before her, and floating along until she came upon a pair that had been speaking.
Darkmere and Sera, she watched silent as he spoke to the woman who seemed weary, laying on a bed of grass outside a little shop, flowers scattered about.
Observing, she stayed silent until spoken to, though it seemed as if the dark one was the only able to see her, still, she couldn't help but take care of the plants for the woman laying on the grassy bed, and soon, the flowers had appeared nicely in the ground in colorful bursts, Sera seemed to look as if dreaming.
The Nexus soon seemed to catch it's hold on the woman, and she continued to speak to the Dark one, she'd already missed being in her daughter, and family's life, though she'd been ever watchful.
Soon Aurthur came along as well, and in a slightly playful manner, the ghostly one sent a gust of wind to rustling the male's wings, his look was priceless as he asked Darkmere if someone touched him, then even more as the Dark one seemed to be speaking to himself, or seemed to be.
At least until the spell was cast, the wandering spirit once again bound to a long missing body, bone and muscle, and blood and scales reforming until the snow white dragoness stood before the pair, a smile bitten back as Aurthur seemed to take a start and tumble backwards, at least she didn't laugh.
A nod of thanks went to the Dark one for his assistance after the spell was finished, before she looked back to her daughter's mate, not getting the chance to introduce herself, though the Dark one took care of that, and at the words Icer's mother, Aurthur dipped his neck low, wings sweeping in a bow.
I need no one bowing before me, a smile to the young male who still seemed to think otherwise, before testing her wings, it felt good to be able to feel the earth beneath her talons again, and soon after the Dark one left them, they took wing, gliding off to the forest.
Darkmere and Sera, she watched silent as he spoke to the woman who seemed weary, laying on a bed of grass outside a little shop, flowers scattered about.
Observing, she stayed silent until spoken to, though it seemed as if the dark one was the only able to see her, still, she couldn't help but take care of the plants for the woman laying on the grassy bed, and soon, the flowers had appeared nicely in the ground in colorful bursts, Sera seemed to look as if dreaming.
The Nexus soon seemed to catch it's hold on the woman, and she continued to speak to the Dark one, she'd already missed being in her daughter, and family's life, though she'd been ever watchful.
Soon Aurthur came along as well, and in a slightly playful manner, the ghostly one sent a gust of wind to rustling the male's wings, his look was priceless as he asked Darkmere if someone touched him, then even more as the Dark one seemed to be speaking to himself, or seemed to be.
At least until the spell was cast, the wandering spirit once again bound to a long missing body, bone and muscle, and blood and scales reforming until the snow white dragoness stood before the pair, a smile bitten back as Aurthur seemed to take a start and tumble backwards, at least she didn't laugh.
A nod of thanks went to the Dark one for his assistance after the spell was finished, before she looked back to her daughter's mate, not getting the chance to introduce herself, though the Dark one took care of that, and at the words Icer's mother, Aurthur dipped his neck low, wings sweeping in a bow.
I need no one bowing before me, a smile to the young male who still seemed to think otherwise, before testing her wings, it felt good to be able to feel the earth beneath her talons again, and soon after the Dark one left them, they took wing, gliding off to the forest.