Topic: Visiting Icewing

Icer1978

Date: 2012-12-31 15:09 EST
The tiny dragoness grinned to her mate as she peeked behind herself. Sticking close to the trees and bushes.

Two hatchlings exploring could be tempting to numerous predators, and she was taking no chances.

"Come on my love. We do not want to be out here all night." A smile, then she disappeared into the underbrush. Leading the way to their son's lair.

Aurthur Shimmerscale

Date: 2013-01-01 10:44 EST
*He followed closely after his mate, snickering as he went.* You know, love, your nickname is certainly earned. And people accuse ME of starting trouble.....And yet here we are, in hatchling size, going to torment our son. I was wrong when I said you had no evil in you, dear, that's for sure!

Icer1978

Date: 2013-01-01 22:58 EST
Now love...I am nae evil. But he did lead us on wild chases...I am simply...paying him back.

A glance behind herself, then she slowed so that her beloved could catch up.

We do not want him to know we are coming, love. Lowering her voice as they drew closer.

The underbrush was growing thicker, and they did not have to worry about predators as much.

Aurthur Shimmerscale

Date: 2013-01-04 08:30 EST
Aye, we don't want to give ourselves away, now do we? *Trotting to catch up to his mate, he gave her a smooch and pressed onwards, towards the yawning mouth of their son's lair.* I don't know about you love, but i'm going to find me a nice, deep mud puddle to play crocodile in.

Icer1978

Date: 2013-01-04 19:39 EST
A mud puddle sounds wonderful, my love. A smile as she would snuggle close. It would be at least half a day more, before they would arrive.

Still there were plans to put into motion. A little magic turned her scales from pale blue, to a light lavender.

Her mate's scales became a deep gray. One more day of rest would ensure the pair had enough energy to make the trek.

Aurthur Shimmerscale

Date: 2013-01-12 03:08 EST
*He awoke when the sunlight entered their little cave and fell across his snout, making him blink and shake his head. He rumbled softly and nuzzled his miniature mate, giving her a soft nuzzle.* Come my love, the day has started without us.....We should make Icewing's lair by lunchtime.