Glory was here for the wind, the loud, screaming wind that made his feathers flutter and almost knocked him off his feet. But he was here to train and get stronger, brave the winds, brave the storm. Because, while he was just a child, he wasn't strong enough yet. He had to get stronger! Train! Get better! So then, when he was grown, like that vile bird he had met in Canis, he would be able to fight his own battles. And for his brother, Catalyst, who he would protect.

Already, he seemed to be growing. What was once a tiny little chick covered in white fluff was a growing bird, double the size that he had been at birth, the white fuzz beginning to fall away, revealing thin streaks of deep brown and gold. He, of course, did not care, for he would always be glorious and wonderful! But, as of now, he was actually quite strange looking.

As he opened his growing wings to jump into the air and begin his training, he saw a shadow go over him. He looked up and his heart jumped at the huge creature soaring overhead. Incredible! He had to see up close!

It took him a while, with his currently short endurance, as he had to flutter from ledge to ledge. At least he was getting a good workout. By the time he had finally reached the high ledge that the creature was on, he was thoroughly worn out.

Oblivious to any kind of manners or caution, he marched right into the dragon's cave, spotting the huge pile of treasure immediately, glistening with lots of pretty things. And then the creature itself, gnawing on a huge deer that Glory knew he would never be able to take down. He fluffed out his chest with pride, certain that this was a great opportunity to make a very good friend.

"You have quite the form, brother, and an incredible collection! Wonderful and glorious! How did you come to have it?"

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Glory's eyes shone as the dragon talked. What a wonderful, beautiful voice. Deep and rumbling, fitting for a creature of his size and mass. Yes, this would make a powerful friend indeed and a valuable ally. He was not in the slightest intimidated by the dragon's blood-stained jaws. He himself had dealt with blood before and it was perfectly natural for the predators. The growling made him the tiniest bit nervous but he didn't let it show. No, only his confidence!

He raised his head proudly, the fire-colored crest on his head glinting in the light of the baubles. "Fantastic. And you protect your hoard. I commend you for this task. You are a respectable creature indeed! I am Glory! What do I call you?" He would imagine that the creature's name was something fearsome, something that inspired terror and respect! Of course, only the greatest of names befitted this creature of legend!

He laughed loudly at the question and raised his head, letting lose a blast of hot air in a display of strength. "Why, I have come here to meet you, mighty beast! You with great wings and greater powers, I imagine! I have come here to learn and I have come here to be your friend!" He eyed the dragon proudly and confidently, his chest fluffed out happily. Obviously, the dragon would agree that he was worthy!

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Glory watched the dragon raise himself up, his head arching beautifully, spines on end. He beak opened with awe and the name rang true and clear. "Dread! Yes, deserving, so very deserving of the title. For you are a magnificent, terrifying creature!" Of course, Glory, being Glory, somehow knew that he was safe, that the beast would not attack him and, if he did, that he would easily fend him off. Because he was just that magnificent.

But he was a little saddened by Dread's questions. He did not have friends? He did not even know what those were? How terrible! It seemed he would be the one educating then. "A friend is...someone you like being with! You help each other and you come to each others' aid. You defend each other and are bonded as long as you both believe in each other! And I wish to be your friend because you are mighty and magnificent, a glorious, terrifying creature! A perfect match for me, Glory, who will be the greatest and noblest of warriors! And of course, I will be there for you, when you most need it! I will help you defend your hoard if you want and I will add to it as well! Thieves are despicable, disgusting thing and I will rid you of them, if I can!" He flapped his wings indignantly, accentuating his disdain for the lowlifes and scoundrels. To steal from someone that rightfully earned their treasure. Terrible! Yes, he would protect Dread's hoard along with him if the dragon would let him.

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Well, Glory didn't know who this Asimona was, but it seemed the dragon already had a friend. But he could have more then one! Glory, after all, had more than one friend! "Yes, well, you can have any number of friends! However many you like!" He tried to make himself look taller, but, unfortunately for the little chick, he just couldn't manage any bigger, especially next to a behemoth like Dread.

When the dragon started towards him, Glory instinctively took a step back, but kept his eyes up and glowing the whole time, still wholly convinced that the dragon was going to eventually see that he was worth his time. But then it came in a strange manor. No longer was it growling or glaring at him with hostility but with fascination, particularly at his head.

Was it his gem? When he had hatched, it had been nothing but a few little spikes. It probably would be bigger now wouldn't it? It didn't strike him at first that the dragon would actually want his gem for his hoard and instead leaned forward so that the dragon could have a closer look. "My gem! You like it, yes? Sunstone is what I call it! It looks like fire, right?"

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Glory was conflicted. Yes, he wanted to stay with this dragon and help protect his hoard, perhaps add to it as well. He needed a purpose besides wandering and the rare training venture. But he had no intention of being treated like a possession. But Dread was proud and bestial - Glory wondered if he would take any other answer.

What was more important to him? His pride and honor or his staying here?

A difficult decision. Did he want a dragon for a friend? Or did he want to keep his pride? Perhaps there would be a way to have both. Reason, make a compromise. "I will not take. No, on my word your hoard is safe from me! However, I do not desire to be treated as a possession. You may appreciate my gem, you may think of me as part of your hoard, but I am not to be treated as such! On my honor I will not go back on this agreement! I will protect and add to your hoard as best I can! This I promise you!"

He looked down at the hunk of flesh hurled towards his feet. His feathers bristled at the thought of accepting a meager offering such as this, but he had to remind himself that it would be rude to not accept a gift. Besides, he was hungry and he could always hunt for more later. After a pause, he replied, "Thank you." He bent down and tore off a chunk with his beak and threw back his head to swallow it down.

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