ORIGIN

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"That was the idea behind learning it," he murmured, clearly pleased with himself. Aure tucked his wing beneath himself, adjusting so that he would reach the peak of comfort and luxury. His final position ended up being on his back, leaning slightly against his mother's flank. Despite all of his tiredness, the wyvern's tail wagged back and forth. Bright eyes slipped close, and the swaying of his tail ceased.

Just when it could safely be assumed that he was asleep, the young one murmured, "you can sleep too, y'know." Then, blissful silence and sleep. Homesickness and a few hours of nonstop flight really took it out of you. No place in the caves had been more comfortable than at his mother's side, either. Here, he knew he would be safe and warm.

His dreams were peaceful; all despite the tumultuous thoughts of murderous kin that swam through his conscious.

;exit Aure

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