The cool morning breeze swept through the dragon lands, carrying with it a sense of change. Lance stood at the edge of a jagged cliff, gazing out at the sprawling valleys and peaks that had been his home for over two years and a few months. Aelyndra stood beside him, her golden eyes filled with both excitement and a tinge of melancholy as they prepared to leave, though, the later was negligible.
Behind them, Kaelthara approached in her human form, her towering figure of almost 8 feet radiating strength and authority as always, towering over Lance and Aelyndra. Her black hair whipped in the wind, and her piercing gaze was softened by a rare, almost maternal warmth.
"Leaving already?" Kaelthara's voice broke the silence, laced with mock disappointment.
Lance turned and smiled faintly. "Seems like it. Can't stay here forever, right?"