Intoxicated I Love You
Dragon had been traveling between the North and East, the two areas he felt most comfortable in. The North was his family home, and the east was sort of like home. Abaven was nearby, the pack once had a long standing relationship with his family. Or rather, Bass once did with his mother. And now? He had yet to visit for quite some time. The night was quiet but cold, the temperatures dropping further as winter wore on. He sat alone at the edge of a steaming pool, thoughts on what were and what could have been stirring his mind.
Of course, he also thought about what could be as well. He had two children. Well...three, but the third had yet to be found. Things with him and Iskra were slowly working out, despite his mistakes. The news of Drake and Wyvern had surely been just as surprising to her as it had been to him the day he found out, but he had no other choice but to take them in. Their mother didn't want them, and was in fact just about ready to kill them. His mother was over the moon that she was a grandmother, and she spent as much time with them as she could. So much had happened in the last year, it was sort of mind boggling for him. All he knew was that he wasn't particularly miserable or anything, but he wasn't content, either. A soft sigh left his lips as he gazed sightlessly at the water. |
Dragon never goes anywhere without his Dragon armor, assume he is always wearing it unless otherwise mentioned! He also has a pair of seeing eye jaguars, assume they're always present unless otherwise mentioned.