Going for a swim.

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Day: 10th
Month: Dyo
Year: 2

Pygmy sized pendragon wandered t'ward a stream. Upon reaching the bank, the femora tested the temperature of the water and smiled. Just perfect for the hot humid afternoon. She stepped into it gingerly, then dived beneath the surface in a deep area. Adathiel came up for breath, then dived again into a deeper area and performed some complex twirls and spins.

The femme 'dragon was the size of an earthen housecat, and painted mostly of light sapphires. Her eyes were lavender colored, deep as crystalline pools of water. Wings adorned her shoulder blades, just large enough to sustain her in the air, but perfect for underwater tricks. Adathiel had only just realized this. When she had lived with her father and two brothers, she had never been allowed to swim. Her baths were short, and far in between. Now the female relished her bathing times, taking the time to think and have some fun.

Today Adathiel wished for some company. She missed her brother, Milal. Despite their father, he had always been kind and friendly to her, and was her closest friend. Her only friend, really. She hadn't even been tutored, since her father thought females were the lesser sex, and only necessary to produce future generations. You didn't need an education for that.

Adathiel swam t'ward the surface, using her wings for extra speed. She burst through the surface and into the air, giving a forward flip and diving headfirst into the water. A small splash was produced, and the pendragon floated back to the surface. She floated on her back, being gently cradled by the current. A contented smile curled her muzzle and she closed her eyes, basking in the sunlight, letting the water caress her wing feathers and pelt.

The female had changed a lot in the past year. Milal wouldn't have recognized her by her new personality if he met her now. She was well fed, and had learned to fend for herself in the jungle. Her confidence and self-esteem were of such high level that Adathiel felt nothing could bring her down. Except for other pendragons to talk to, Adathiel wanted for nothing. It was unlikely that she would find anyone to speak to, here in the middle of the jungle, so she didn't dwell much on that. It would have been a treat though.
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The blue 'dragon heard a voice utter, "Hello down there," and the the rustle of wings against air, and a landing, near the edge of the stream she was bathing contentedly in.

She looked up, then to the side, t'ward the pendragon's voice. Smiling, she rolled over easily in the water, dipping under again, and resurfacing.
"Hello," she said, shaking water from her face. She swam t'ward the shore where the other sat. Upon reaching the sandy bottom, which was quite near the edge of the stream since Adathiel was so small, and stood up. She stepped out of the water and shook out her fur, careful not to direct any of it t'ward the other female. Her wings settled at her sides, fur and feathers glossy with water.

"My name's Adathiel," she told her, politely introducing herself. She faintly realized that she'd never been in a real conversation with a female before. She had lived with her father and two brothers, and her father had never let her have any friends. The few servents they had weren't allowed to speak to her. She decided that this would be interesting.
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{OOC: Thanks so much! ^____^}</font>

 

<font color='#00FFFF'>OOC: Hope you don't mind if I join.

Drak wandered aimlessly in the direction of a stream not too far off. He was visiting a friend in Watani, and had just left his dwelling. As he slowly approached it, he noticed two female Pendragons on the other side of the bank. Surely they wouldn't mind if he went for a short swim. The stream didn't really belong to anyone, so he dived in, making sure not to splash the others on the opposite bank. He calmly floated on his back as steam came out of the water where his tail's flame was. The water was the perfect temperature, and Drak almost fell asleep, but remembered that he could be carried downstream, he made sure to stay awake. He then looked towards the other Pendragons to make sure they weren't irritated and didn't think he was intruding.</font>

 

<font color='#8D38C9'>OOC: I'm gonna join in too.

Yet another pendragon was to be lured by the cool waters of the stream. Cyon K'sol trotted over to the stream, quite pleased with finding it. Cyon dunked her scarred head into the cool water and drank deeply. As she lifted her head from the water, the sounds of the other nearby pendragons reached her erect ears.Cyon lied down on the bank, dipping her paws gingerly into the water, while watching the other pendragons out of the corner of her hetrochromatic eyes. Yet again keeping to her self-appointed motto of, "Always let the other pendragon make the first move (and the fool of himself)"</font>

 

<font color='#ABCDEF'>{OOC: Yay ^__^}

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Cobalt femora glanced back, auditives recieving the sound of someone entering the stream. Her eyes met those of the male. Adathiel's first reaction was to feel fear, but strangely, she didn't. She was confident that she could fight back or run faster than him if he tried anything. So she gifted him with a small smile of greeting.

Adathiel's cerulean fur was already dried from the afternoon sun, and so she began to feel the actual heat of the sun once more. The humidity and warmth persuaded her to enter the stream once more, cooling her feet and the surface of her underside. She spread her wings their full length, stretching her muscles taut. She dived beneath the surface once more, and heard an odd sound not native to the stream. Resurfacing, she looked upstream, to see another female lounging on the bank.

Not knowing whether she should approach or not, Adathiel lay on her back in the water, undecided. If the female had not approached, perhaps she didn't want company? Taking that route, Adathiel kept her distance. She always avoided causing problems or confrontations. No need to change that now. Depending on the 'dragon, a small female like herself could get hurt if she annoyed someone. Therefore, she evaded annoying others. See, she was smart after all.
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<font color='#FFFFFF'>\\OoC// Ack, its been awhile since i've RPed, but here goes

\\IC//
Fenris walked along the stream then sat down on a nearby rock, with a wave of his hand a flame appeared infront of him. {Its been awhile since I've visited here} he said to himself as he watched a few younger 'dragons splash each other. He noticed a few of them looking at him and he smiled, the sun glinting off his fur. He was wondering if he might have known their parents. He walked over to the stream and took a dip. A few minutes later he wandered back over to his fire and went back to watching thm play.</font>

 

<font color='#00FFFF'>As Drak looked at the other Pendragons on the other side of the stream, one of them smiled at him, letting him know that she did not mind that he was taking a dip. Drak submerged himself, and made works of art using his tail fire, although he had to draw quite fast since the steam wafted upwards and the stream tried to carry it away. After a while, his breath was running low, so he popped his head out of the water. The two females on the other bank were also in the water, and there were two other Pendragons he had not seen before. The male also took a dip, then returned to where he was stationed previously, but the female stayed where she was.

Drak got out of the stream and sat upon the bank he had come from. He lay there, basking in the sun, then lay against the shade a nearby tree, and took this time to relax. However, he kept an eye out in case any pendragons were lurking about.</font>

 

<font color='#8D38C9'>Cyon watches the other Pendragons swim, and also notices the elder 'dragon watching all of them. Desiding that the day was just too hot to just sit back and watch, she slips into the stream. The cool water felt good on her tired body, and when she came up for breath a rare smile was painted on her face. As Cyon dirfts in the waters she wonders if she should break her code and go speak with the other swimmers.</font>

 

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Adathiel started noticing more pendragons arriving. She smelt the smoke from the second male's fire, and noticed the first male exited the stream, but she could hear he was still nearby. The female that did not approach or even offer a small greeting made Adathiel nervous, but who was she to throw stones? She had been avoiding society for a little over a year, and was only now longing for company.

Floating on her back, she arched her back until her head was beneath the surface of the water, and did a back somersault, all within the space of a few seconds. She swam upstream, alternating between swimming underwater and above the surface, until she reached a sunning rock. She splashed water onto it to cool it off from the hot sun, then climbed onto it. She sat there, watching the water, peering into the crystal coolness of it. Her fur started drying once more, and her serpentine whip curled 'round her forelegs, lavender eyes going dreamy as she thought.
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<font color='#8D38C9'>Cyon desides she might as well talk to the other 'dragons. She half-swims, half-drifts over to where the female Adathiel basked apon the rock. Cyon uses her forepaws to hold unto the riverbank so she won't float away. She talks to the other Pendragon, not a norm behavior of hers

"Hello there, I'm Cyon. Noticed we are swimming in the same river an' all. What's your name?"</font>

 

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Sapphire painted femora blinked at the female who had approached her. A smile broke, unbidden, on her face and she tilted her cranium to the side. Relaxed, she offered her name without a single hesitation, also new on her part.
"I'm Adathiel. Pleased to meet you."

Not one for idle conversation, she fell silent once more. Her serpentine whip fell into the water, and she let it lie there, the water caressing the fur. A surprised yip left the prison o' her mouth, and she lifted her tail out of the water. A fish had nibbled on it, and was waiting just beneath the surface for its meal to return. She spread her wings, creating a shadow o'er the fish. It scattered, along with any other fish who hoped for a snack.
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<font color='#00FFFF'>Drak saw that two more of the Pendragons were meeting one another. The scene was just so peaceful and serene, and Drak couldn't help it, he closed his eyes and decided he should go into the water once more, just to keep him awake. He walked over to the endge of the stream and slowly submerged himself under the water. He started to swim upstream as quickly as possible. After his muscles grew tired an weary, he sat on the bank with his tail under the water. As he let  his tail flmae sizzle under the water, he looked through the steam and the others. He lay down as his fur dried in the sun.</font>

 

<font color='#FF0000'>Fenris stood up then noticed one of the 'dragons looked a bit like Trunest... He shook his head clearing that thought. "I'm an old man, I shouldn't be thinking about these things." he said to himself. "Maybe too old..... Those damned Graders will be after me soon" He sighed, The graders had killed his friends, and soon they would kill him. He stretched his back then dipped his paws into the the stream, splashing water over his face. He looked back voer to the younger 'dragons, but trying to avoid the one who reminded him of Trunest....</font>

 

<font color='#FF0000'>Fenris Packed up his stuff then threw som dirt over the flame, extinguishing it. He thought about what he was recently saying... About the Graders and his life... Why didn't I think of this earlier. He almost fell over in excitement, he rushed off, thoughts racing through his brain, he had taken this risk before, but he was yung back then.... Careless. But now, he knew some basic Magicks, he was a much better fighter, he could almost predict the course of his plans with his astronomy skills, and his influence would be great over the other 'dragons. I can pull this off! He ran off from the stream to plan how he would do this.He knew it wouldn't be easy, and many lives could be lost... But he could Finally get revenge for his friends. He could kill the Graders.</font>

 

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Adathiel's lustrous oculi flitted upwards as she heard Fenris leave. He seems to be in an awful hurry. All of a sudden too, like he just realized something, or remembered an appointment. she thought to herself. Her shoulder blades lifted in a graceful shrug, pushing her thoughts to the side. It didn't matter to Adathiel as long as it had nothing to do with her.

Her still spread wings gathered the sun's energy, and the sun's heat made Adathiel thrill with joy. So happy, she was, that winter had gone. It was difficult to live in a jungle of snow, when most creatures had left or hibernated, and the trees lost their fruit. And most of all, lonely. The colbalt 'dragon glanced 'round with a grin. She wasn't lonely now, and she was enjoying it. She was happier at the moment than ever before.

With a small laugh, Adathiel splashed Cyon with a flick of her small paw, and dashed into the stream again. An empty nut shell floated 'pon the surface, and Adathiel snatched it with a claw. The small pendragon pushed it under the water, and it exploded to the surface and into the air, before landing once more in the stream. Adathiel pawed the shell around as playfully as an earthen kitten with a ball of yarn. The only thing her joyful soul needed now was her eldest brother.
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<font color='#8D38C9'>Cyon shook her head happily as the riverwater sprayed 'pon it. She giggled like a Niotie while thinking to herself
Wow...is this what 'fun' is? I might end up liking this.
After wiping all of the water from her eyes she notices the fleeing Kiom. As any young, disrespectful female Pendragon might do, she tried to read his thoughts. She didn't learn much...just that he had an idea and wanted to put it into action as soon as possible. She desided that was enough snooping, and remembered the fish that was scared away. Cyon takes a deep breath a goes underwater again.</font>