-Green, huh? - I thought with a smile.
-So apparently, my mate is a descendant of the Narhas'fa, huh? -
I gave him a goofy Draygana grin. -I guess I am. Do you think you can live with that? -
He smoothed his hand down my scales sending shivers down my spine.
“Yes, my mate. Even if you had never been a Draygon at all I would still love you the same," he admitted before backing away and changing.
As his own Draygon was released, he braced his front feet and let out a loud yell calling to his mate.
Me.
I braced my feet and returned the call.
To anyone else, it would have sounded horrifying or scary. However, to us, it was a beautiful ballad.
With one hard flap of his wings, he was off into the sky and began to circle the area waiting for me. I watched him for a moment admiri
