But a whisper on the wind... {|| open ||} ... During a howling tempest

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Oh, god, It was bliss to fly.

The simple statement echoed through her mind as Irentius glided above the desolate land of the volcanic region. Hot vents created spiraling thermals up past the clouds, and she used them to glide freely throughout the land.

It was unimaginable how free flying could make you feel, when you've been holed up in a cave for the past three seasons as a result of a cave in, and only just managed to dig your way out into the blinding, glorious sunlight. The only problem, however, was the dark thunderstorm rolling it's way towards her and growling ominously. She had been so preoccupied in the flight away from that accursed death-trap that she had not seen even the thick swathe of darkness proceeding it..

The wind itself was not a problem, she was a wind dragon, and they were -almost- hers to control. No, it was the pounding rain and flashing electricity that shot her way so suddenly, battering the fragile feathers of her wings and playing in stinging arcs across her thick, iridescently scaled hide. She let out a fearful bugle as she plummeted terrifyingly earthwards, and finally found a perch on a still existing thermal, using it to glide into the spreading branches of a tree.

Tucking her sodden wings against her body, she turned the thickest part of her hide -her slim back- to the rain that was quickly becoming sleet and then hail, all the while protecting her head. Nursing her injured pride, she waited for the sudden tempest to abate.

There was a sudden clash of lightning, followed by an echo of thunder. Silverwing, a guardian dragon, raced through the air. Heading towards a large oak tree, large enough for him to shelter under. Silverwing was flying just below the cloud line, and a sudden lightning shock came thundering down towards him. he missed it be inches, but did so perfectly.

A few minutes passed by as he soared through the wind. It suddenly started to hail, hail hard, and harmful stones of ice. He winced slightly as they struck him. Beating his wings, he landed perfectly upon the ground and folded them against his side. He walked speedily underneath the large oak he was heading to in the first place. Sighing, he lay down. Waiting until the terrible storm would stop.

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The storm abated ever so slightly, yet enough for her to get a clear view of the ground she had missed crashing into ten minutes before. There was indeed another dragon there, and one who looked almost as bedraggled as she was.

Clambering agilely down through twisted and hail battered branches, she very nearly brained herself with a hurtling hailstone but instead got a shallow gash along her snout for the trouble of dodging it. Landing on the ground with a sodden 'thump', she gave her wings a little shake and walked cautiously over to the other.

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A lithe, wingless form snaked through the sky, keeping the speed of a demon. It cried out as hailstones pelted it, and at the precious life it carried between its shoulder blades. The figure, so small compared to the beast, whimpered and clung onto its slippery crimson scales as best as it could as the thousandth hailstone shot straight at the back of its head, drawing blood. What looked like feline ears were pressed firmly against its skull, and its sodden black tail was tucked tightly against its legs.
-Reiko, we need to land.- Shenn whimpered softly into the dragon's thoughts.
-This storm is too much for us to overcome, without getting bruised or even killed.-
With a recluctant grunt, the Chinese dragon changed course, pelting into the trees without so much as a flickering thought as to what other dragons seeked shelter in the canopy.
Once they were safely on relatively dry land, Shenn dismounted to curl up between Reiko's front legs, shivering badly. Reiko let the lower part of his long body rest, bending his neck to lick the cat-boy between the ears with a huge, pink tongue.
-You know how much I need to fly,- he rumbled, his eyes softening. -You know I can't fly outside a storm. It's the rainwater that provides my flight.-
-I know,- the Rider managed to respond,-but not during a storm like this. Hailstones, Reiko! What else?-

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A green bird/human-like creature bashed her wings together, as she did so, hailstones bounced off the ultra-sonic waves. Bird-like eyes scanned across the land, her ears twitched slightly as a hailstone pelted against it with enough force to move it.
A pattern was across these eyes, green hair longed down from her pale green skin. Shoulder-blades and amour glimmered as rain on top of the hailstones began to pour down slightly. Like a sprinkle.
"What's that?" Her high pitched voice echoed through the setting, bird legs clawed thin air constantly. Her ears and fathers ruffled slightly as hailstone suddenly pelted harder upon her.
The creatures name was Harpis, she thrusted her chest out forward, tossing her head back. There was a glimmer of light, then replacing her was a large medium-green Phoenix. It ruffled it's feathers, a light brown vest upon its chest. Peacock like feathers were tail feather and back hair, she tilted her head to the side before beating her incredibly large feathered wings together; to make an ultra-sonic sound wave. Then moving her one of her back-legs upwards to scrap her beak slightly, making it look slightly shiner afterwards.
She opened her mouth, unlike her previous forms annoying voice, it was beautiful and could put you in a trance. She sung a beautiful song, it echoed. She closed her eyes, relaxing slightly. Then beating her wings together again, spotting a near by oak tree that could possibly protect her. Seeing that she was very large. She opened her wings wide, then swooping down.
Reaching down with her back legs, letting them dig into the crust, landing; after she had just landed, she galloped around the tree once to make sure she didn't loose her balance from landing.
She spotted a couple of dragons, Harpis sighed, at least in Phoenix form people and creatures admired her. She sat down upon the soft grass, peering downwards as the grass waved.
Ruffling her feathers to cover her body, her body was straight and strong, though she slumped her neck. With closed eyes, unlike most creatures who lay on there back or side to sleep. She sat up sleeping, her eyes closed.

But she was only taking a slight rest, the Phoenix looked quite beautiful as she did this.

Scenting other dragons, he looked around. Many were heading towards the large oak he lay under, but he didn't mind. Not at all. Afterall, who would want to stay out in this weather? The Guardian Dragon smiled as another entered the 'shelter.' He bowed his head slightly before letting out a small grumble. "Welcome" he muttered before shaking his wings and clearing his body of any water or hailstones. Silverwing had sen worse storms, storms that he had only just survived. But once again, that didn't make him worry.

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Irentius grunted a half painful, half curious reply- after all, it had been at least two years since she had last seen another dragon.
"What am I being welcomed to, may I ask?" Her voice, like her breed, was a whisper of the breeze but pierced through the tempest which was only growing stronger.

She looked at the dragon curiously, her blue silvered eyes glinting green, white and red from the lightning and reflections around her. She had never see this one before, she knew that with certainty.
"And before you reply, I'm Irentius" She waved an agile wing at herself but became aware of how pitiful she looked - near starved- and hesitated, tucking it firmly back before the action was complete.

A large balck dragon flew swiftly threw the hail storm. It was exhilerating for him but still he had to find shelter. He couldn't keep up manuvering like he was for much longer. He looked down a spotted a large oak, just as he did so h elost focus and was pelted in teh wing by a hail stone and lost control and plumetted towards the ground. He hissed and flapped his shimmering wings powerfully trying to slow his decent. He hit the ground with a small thud and shook his head, "That really was unpleasent." he growled with his semi deep voice and lifted himself. He looked up to see other dragons under the tree and ducked his head and spun around, "Sorry." He made sure to keep a good distance. He was accident prone around others and since he was a sword dragon It usually didn't end well. He put one paw on his head and inched away a few feet.

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