Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Aug 14, 2005 11:23:28 GMT -5
Twisting and turning in the air as she took in a cool breath and then turning her head to look toward the mountains. Giving a soft roar into the night, looking.. seeing and watching to find anyone.. no. Good. She had no worries on this late night patrol. But now she turned her massive head up toward the sky. Dark midnight blue scales shimmering within the softness of the moonlit night. Dark clouds casting over the sky and now she looked confused. She had not summoned them, and she knew not of anything that could other then the natural storms. No, this looked far from natural, too sudden, too soon, and too early. Fairly uncalled for as she would seem to describe it within her head. Turning her head back over toward the mountain she watched again. Was something hidden deep enough to where her dragon sight and senses could not feel? There were no other places to hide, no where else to stay hidden. Yes.. the mountains, and it seemed to be angry, it didn't want her near. Now she tilted her wings slightly downward as she would go to turn around. But what was this? A strong gust of wind would slam into her large body. Taking the air from her lungs as she let out another frightened roar from high in the skies. Surrounded by dark clouds and only the strong wind moving her along. She closed her eyes, for a quick moment, to catch her breath and to find a new thought, but no.. she opened them once again to look toward the mountain, gods they were close! Looking to the sharp jagged edges her eyes would widen. Struggling against the wind she would roar out again, would anyone hear her? Was she too far from the castle.. it seemed so. She silently prayed for her children as she knew Nym would take care of them while she was lost in the mountains. Roaring out in pain as she felt the edge of the mountain stab into her sides, that soft membrane of her wings torn into small pieces. No.. this.. creature was going to kill her! Struggling again she finally came out of the grip of the wind, trying to connect to Nym, but only to fail. Feeling herself grow tired and weak as she fell out of the sky. Plunging into the darkness as she hit rock bottom. Laying unconscious as she slipped from reality for now, hoping someone would come find her.
