Big Dreams, Little Drak

Sunlight shone brightly on the pale scales of the drakling as she nosed about the tall grasses curiously. Her small wings were folded tightly against her back, as she romped and 'attacked' stems of grasses that had the nerve to poke or tickle her.

So consumed in her play was she, that she didn't notice the shadow that fell over her, until a soft, rumbling laugh caused her to glance up... and almost fall over backwards as she tried to look far enough up to catch sight of the dragon's eyes.

The earthen toned dragoness lowered her head until it was next to the youngling, who she nudged lightly, letting out another soft laugh as the drakling squeeked in annoyance and batted at her muzzle, "Oh calm yourself, little one, I'm not about to eat you."

The female drakling jumped back a bit, before sitting up on her hindlegs and spreading both pairs of wings in an attempt to make herself look bigger, growling, she spoke tentatively, as if unused to speech, though she covered it with a show of bravado, "Of course you won't! For I am Yumiel the Great Explorer! Conquerer of the Lands and Ruler of all I Survey!"

The dragoness smiled a draconic smile, "I'm sure you are, little Yumiel. I am Elyissa, though I have no grand titles... merely Recordskeeper."

Yumiel chirruped brightly, "Records!" she bounced forward, patting at Elyissa's muzzle, "What are records? And why do you keep them? Huh?"

"Records, little one, are written documents of things that have occured in the past." Elyissa smiled, "We keep them so that we remember what has happened before."

"Oh..." Yumiel tilted her head to one side, "Can I see them?"

Elyissa nodded, "If you wish... come, climb onto my back, Yumiel, that way you can view the world better as we fly."

So saying, Elyissa flattened herself down and extended a leg for the young drakling to climb up onto her back, holding herself steady until Yumiel chirped a bright "Ready!"

Carefully, she rose, spreading her wings wide before leaping up into the air, and flying towards Clan Akelara, Yumiel the drakling clinging tight to her back.

Mischief in Adult Form

Her tail swished from side to side lazily as she carefully used a single claw to delicately turn a page. Behind her, Elyissa was muttering various things under her breath as she directed a few earth-spirits that she had called up to put the library back in order. A whirlwind known as rambunctious children had blown through a few hours ago, and only now was everything getting back in its proper order.

Yumiel grinned to herself, casting a furtive look over her shoulder at Elyissa... it was just about time to let the kids back in...