The story so far:
In ancient times of long ago
The earth was home to many dragons
And children delighted to see them
Playfully flying up in the sky
And when the young dragons sought for love
They would fly high and sing as they flew
The drakes spread out their wings wide and crooned
A delicate sweet song from the heart
And if they caught the ear of a drew
She flew up to tease with her own song
By order of Gynyorra, no dragon could fly alone. The dryads had developed a way to shoot a net high into the sky and capture a flying dragon. The only way to escape this was to have other dragons there to catch the captured dragon and carry them to safety. Yet dragons still fell to this trap.
Therakar was a beautiful dragon. She was four shades of green and her underside was speckled with frosty white spots. She was a rare split tail dragon and was considered the fastest dragon at flying. This was why she was favored when Gynyorra sent his son Garthlac out to scout over the lands.
For the past three weeks she had flown everyday with Garthlac and two other dragons. What they reported each day had been very helpful in maneuvering the troops.
But this day something happened. Garthlac was still moody. He barely noticed that Therakar was even a female. He rarely spoke except to give orders. The other dragons would talk, but Garthlac still did not take notice.
They had been flying most of the day and had begun to return to the lair. The sun was going down. Garthlac was thinking about going deep into the lair and soaking in a pool of hot water. His thoughts were suddenly shattered as he heard a sound from below. He knew the sound all too well. He had to quickly flip and turn to keep from being struck by one of the several giant metal tipped spears that came within inches. When he was righted again, he saw that one of the dragons had been netted and was falling. Quickly he pulled in his wings and went into a dive. The other two followed. Garthlac let out his wings just a little to help guide him to the captured dragon.
When he reached the helpless dragon, he grabbed the net and spread his wings wide. They swooped within feet of the ground. The other two dragons flew in and found the camp where the attack had come from. They had little trouble taking care of it.
Garthlac flew to a clearing and began to unravel the net. As he did so, it was like he saw her for the first time.
When dragons seek a mate, the heart takes them quickly. Sometimes it does so when not expected. Garthlac and Therakar did not return for over a week.