07-13-2012, 07:49 AM
"What mistake? I didn't think you would be one with that knowledge considering where I live we don't have many travelers or Snow Leopards." Stretching he growls out quietly. "Ice is a gift from the moon, but I am the last of my kind. The only for the past 1000 years. There use to be a equability between the sun and moon but no more. I had hoped..." He pauses. "No... I had clung to the ideal that maybe just on of my chicklings would be blessed by the moon and become a sunset dragon..." He stretches out his wide wings and folds them back neatly.
Feather flow one way, but I don't.