Dragon Tears (Nox and Eldarwen)

(For lack of a better name for the topic hehe.
Well then Nox, let's get this party started. Introduction for my dragon will be developed during the rp, so I guess since we know the rules anyway, we might just as well get started right away.)

Setting:
Dragon Cove, the Island, by now everyone knows roughly what it looks like.

Plot:
None currently, as this is more of an experiment.

Abraxas slendered along the borders of the water, pondering whether she was ever going to find her true calling. She was living in a world full of dragons, but she did not feel as if she belonged here. Though she was a dragon, or at least partially, she sometimes had the feeling that it still was not good enough. The only good thing she could see about herself was that she could run quicker than probably most dragons, thanks to her horse-like shape. But other than that..
She looked up to the sky, seeing others flying around happily as if nothing could ever trouble their minds. Darkness clouded her thoughts, there was nothing to be happy about in her life. Everyone she ever loved had died, leaving her sad and alone. Without the ability to fly.. A pathetic excuse of a dragon she was, or at least so she thought...

Completely lost in her broodings, Abraxas did not notice the huge dragon that she suddenly nearly stumbled over. Afraid to have disturbed him, she hurriedly jumped away, mumbling an excuse, not leaving him out of her sight.
It's been quite a while since she last saw a dragon without wings and she had definitely never seen anything like this one before. Impressed by his outward appearance, she nervously slashes her tail around, as usual adopting the horse elements of her nature, the instinct to always be prepared to run. Seeing that she considered her wings useless, probably not the worst idea, as she could not simply take off into the airs and fly away.
Her dark purple fur shimmered in the sun, and her dark red eyes kept flickering over the other dragon. Yes, her eyes were red as the eyes of a demon, revealing a darker edge to her personality. Most of the time, streaks of blue hair covered her eyes to outsiders because out of experience, she knew that red eyes tended to make others slightly nervous.

There was something curious about this dragon. His behaviour was somehow different from that of the other dragons, he seemed an outsider like herself. Thus, she slowly started to calm herself and actually eased her posture. "Up there?" she answered, quickly glancing into the sky and then back at the lava dragon. "Just because I have wings? That doesn't mean anything.. " She felt compelled to pour his heart out to him, a thought that surprised her. A complete stranger and she wanted to explain herself to him - weird.
Since her parents died young, they never taught her that she could use her wings. And even though she observed how the other dragons did it, she couldn't imitate it properly. She tried but had never managed to lift herself into the air, not even the tiniest bit. "I can't fly", she blurted out, waiting for the usual expression of disbelief spreading across the other's face.

Relieved, she let out a sigh. Finally, someone who was thinking along the same lines. How often had she been laughed at because she could not use her wings..
"I am Abraxas", she replied with a smile. "And you're right! It would be nice if others would wish to be earth bound from time to time, or at least take into considerations that there actually are dragons that cannot fly", she said with a bitter expression on her face. This lighted up quite quickly, when she saw that Pyre was still grinning. She appreciated him trying to make her feel better, especially since it actually did work. Now she was just hoping that her presence might do the same for him.
She lay down on the ground, folding her wings around her like a protective skin, curiously looking at Pyre. "So.. where do you come from?"

Abraxas follows Pyre's eyes. "Awesome! Volcanoes are fascinating, the whole fire thing and all... But maybe a tad dangerous at times, but I guess that's not really a problem for you since you know how to handle its temperament."
Now that was something, finally an interesting dragon. 'I really wonder why I haven't met anyone like him earlier, someone I can talk to', she thought. She really started to ease into the conversation, gradually losing the tensity throughout her whole body.
"I have been strolling around the grasslands most of the time, I quite like it, but it's been kind of lonely."

"Mmhh.." Before she could reply further, one of the dragons landed not all too far from them with something between its claws. It was a beautiful creature, shimmering in a nice light-blue in the sun. Abraxas observed it the whole time, wondering if it ignored them on purpose or simply had not noticed that there was someone else around. Since Pyre and herself were lying quite still.

She looked back at Pyre and sighed.

Abraxas tried hard not to burst out laughing. The other dragon clearly was not happy about this, but did not dare to say anything, just give them a haughty look and then took off again, rejoining the others.
"Neh.. I guess we don't need them anyway, since they apparently are not interesting on making a bit of an effort." She got up and stretched her legs, lifting her wings as high up as she could, then lay back down again in a more comfortable position. "Did you ever wonder what they would do if their wings were to fail them? I mean, since they don't seem to know what else to do other than fly.."
Abraxas was just randomly expressing her thoughts. She did not know all that much on dragons anyway - obvious reasons. With no parents and no friends, who was there to educate her on the things she could not find out on her own? Which probably were quite a lot to be honest.

She could not quite hide the sadistic look that spread across her face, but answered: "That might be a bit too harsh, though I have to admit it would be something. Well the idea of actually messing with their wings, but I doubt that we could get in and sabotage all of them without getting caught. And I really do NOT want to be caught messing with their most precious wings hehe."

Gracious movements from such a huge creature, at least in comparison to Abraxas, simply amazed her. And it always made her wonder what she looked like when she was moving about, probably more like an elephant in a porcelain shop or something along those lines.
"Interesting yes..," she could not stop grinning about the idea.

"Just let them, they don't know what they're missing out on." She shoots a contemptuous look up into the sky, suddenly noticing a midnight black dragon. She quickly lowered her eyes again. There was something about that dragon that made her feel weird. Like there was an evil aura surrounding it. Rarely she sees him flying about and meddling with the others, usually nothing all too good comes off it anyway.
Taking up the conversation again, she says: "Sometimes being tiny would be an advantage, yes. But then again, people would notice you even less." Abraxas let her mind drift, looking back up to the sky, searching for the black dragon.

"Sure!" Abraxas noticed that Pyre did not seem to be too pleased about the appearance of the black. Getting up, stretching her legs and wings again, she let out a long sigh.
But somehow, she could not take her eyes off the black. "What is the story behind that dragon? Do you know anything?" Curiosity got the better of her and thus, she just had to ask.

"Yes.." Abraxas replies, slightly drifting off again, automatically following Pyre. "There is something evil about him." What she did not add was that she did not agree with Pyre about the not being quite right in the head. She was sure the black knew exactly what he was doing, though she obviously could not be sure.
"Can you breathe fire?" she asked, switching back to reality again, scolding herself for sounding like a naïve child, but then again, that is all that she was in a weird kind of way. It is not like she just hatched but after all, she did not have a clue about a lot of things.