The winds of Leafchange were very different from those of Flowerbirth, and wings of feathery scales navigated them very differently than raven's wings. Jigano soared above the Outskirts, letting his body adapt to the growing chill in the autumnal air, feeling the shifts in the lingering warm updrafts rising from the earth below and the skirling breezes that spoke of frosted nights to come, sooner than anyone was ready for them. One of those cold pockets caught him as he came through a cloud, driving him down towards the earth and he scrambled to catch himself, wings beating strongly--
A shout from below caught his attention and he twisted as he turned his fall to a dive and glided back to normal air. A small (from his perspective) human looked to be fighting off a herd of...
Angry produce?
The silver dragon folded his wings again and arrowed down with a joyful roar to fly low over the ghoulish gourds, talons raking just above the ground to catch any stragglers and send them flying before he curved around for a landing and lashed out with a sinuous tail to sweep the wave of cruel cucurbits away from the girl in their midst.
A shout from below caught his attention and he twisted as he turned his fall to a dive and glided back to normal air. A small (from his perspective) human looked to be fighting off a herd of...
Angry produce?
The silver dragon folded his wings again and arrowed down with a joyful roar to fly low over the ghoulish gourds, talons raking just above the ground to catch any stragglers and send them flying before he curved around for a landing and lashed out with a sinuous tail to sweep the wave of cruel cucurbits away from the girl in their midst.
