Silverblue Skies kole_the_silverblue_dragon

(149/F/traveling) 6/18/00 11:18 pm

Head pointed forwards like an arrow, eyes glimmering a pure white, she flew. Magic, she could sense was strong, down to the very last aurora of it. Thoughts swung in and put of her intelligence piled mind, as she pumped her wings, up and down, up and down, through the coming dusk's air. Her hands flexed, talons shimmering slightly in the light of the setting sun. There was a war on the horizon, the winds told her, and it was to be a deathly one.

"Acrid," she hissed, smelling slightly the scent of fire, and always used tool in battle. She could smell it from the battlefield, and she could feel it in her gut, rumbling, ready to be set loose into the cool air. "Acrid," she repeated to herself. "Human language."

The tip of her tail flicked back and forth, almost catlike in the way it did so. Her body was thin, lithe, agile. She was extremely arrowdynamic, quick, and very capable of dodging arrows, should she be shot at. Besides her quickness, her scales were neatly plated over with tough skin, that could reflect any blunt object or missile.

Her eyes scanned the ground below, and she lowered her altitude, tucking her translucent silvery wings just a bit. She had sensed a wizard, and now spotted him, among others that looked humanlike to her. At once, her body twisted, and she landed gently, silently to the ground. On her belly, she slither-walked towards the wizard and his comrads. Shifting into a mist, using her own magics, she held herself in the treeline, watching, waiting...