~ Sitara ~

Sitara had been about to make a sarcastic remark about Rowan's ego, and then suggest they go to the actual training room, makeshift though it was. The wind blew icily through the entrance, and not only did she dislike the possibility of one of the Riders falling off the ledge, but her limbs were growing slowly numb as the rain turned to snow.

However, Caedon, Rowan's dragon, had said something to Rowan, and was looking warily outside. Now might not be the time for a practice duel after all.

"What is it, Rowan?" Sitara said, cocking her head to see if she could catch any sounds that might mean danger was coming. She heard nothing but the wind and the falling snow, but her sense of smell was nothing compared to Caedon.


~ Borealis ~

Borealis had been feeding on a stringy deer when heard the studding thwump, thwump of heavy wing-beats. He first assumed it was one of his comrades, but he quickly realized the pattern was off, and unlike those of his friends. Now wary of danger, Borealis reluctantly left his meal, flying speedily towards the strange dragon.

As he got closer, his sensitive nose picked up the scent of human. It to was unfamiliar, and he hurried to find out if this new Rider was friend or foe.

Finally, the shape of the new dragon came into view. She appeared to be a ruddy purple in colour, and the Rider on her back - for he could smell she was female - was distinguished against the grey sky, which had promptly began to hurl snow at the earth.

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Rowen peered out into the distance again as his dragon growled every few seconds, getting louder as it kept rising to his chest with deep rumble.

He finally turned to the figure of Sitara who was curiously watching behind him as the wind started to pick up and scrape against the wall of the giant cave."Ceadon says its an unfamiliar dragon and with human. Are dual might have to wait." He stepped closer to the edge of the shear cliff side and slowly leaned his body to stare down onto the ground floor which was slowly becoming white with snow as he said it.

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~ Borealis ~

The stark white dragon had followed the new pair in relative silence, roaring mildly every once in a while to remind them he was there, watching them. The dragon and her Rider were making for glacier in which Boreas and his comrades used as their headquarters. They seemed to move with an uncanny direction for the main entrance. Boreas squinted at them suspiciously, certain that they had never even visited the New Riders before. It could be that they had come by before he and Sitara had joined, but Boreas wasn't about to give the two strangers the benefit of the doubt.

As they neared the headquorter's entrance, Boreas swooped in past the new arrivals, flowing over top of Sitara. Once he had landed, the white dragon padded back to the entrance, standing protectively over his Rider. He knoticed both she and Rowan had their weapons out, and while they looked relaxed, he knew that Sitara was wary and ready to jump into action.


~ Sitara ~

Sitara's keen eyes picked out the dark form of the new Rider and dragon on the horizon. She and Rowan stood motionless and silent as they watched and waited for them to arrive. If they had trouble finding the entrance, Sitara decided she would ask Rowan to show them where it was, seeing as Boreas was out hunting. She wondered if he had sensed them coming, and was tracking them. She desperately hoped that if he was, the other two would not test his temper.

After some time, perhaps 10 minutes later, the other Rider and dragon were nearly at the glacier, and Sitara was able to see that indeed, Boreas was keeping pace, not far behind them. Sitara smiled slightly, knowing he would be impatient with their "slow" speed. Boreas was a very fast flyer, and was always hurrying the other dragons when they fllew together. In this way, he and Sitara were perfect for each other, since his inability to remain at a slower speed chaffed Boreas, and he would always be ahead of the group. This suited Sitara just fine.

At last, the dragon and its Rider entered the cave. Sitara noticed with suprise that the other dragon was indeed a Wyvern, unlike any of the dragons currently living with them. The young girl, who was apparently the new Rider come to find them, Dismounted via the dragon's wing. She greeted Sitara and Rowan, and after a quick assesment, Sitara deemed her not to be a threat. Her lack of weapon was apparent, and the ruddy-purple Wyvern's eyes skipped curiously back and forth from Caedon and Boreas. She had obviously not been among her kind before.

Stepping forward, Sitara greeted her, in her own way of course.

"Welcome, then, for you have found it. I am called Sitara, and my dragon is Borealis," she stated plainly. Though she believed the girl to be inexperienced, Sitara was not about to believe the girl, Sundari, was prepared to betray the New Riders, if she wasn't already in cahoots with their enemies. Sitara set herself to multi-tasking: trying to search the girl's mind for any threats, and welcoming her.

"You two have traveled far no doubt... The far-south indeed." Sitara took in the girl's unsubstantial clothing. Sundari was most certainly not dressed for the glacier's weather.
"You look weary. Borealis will escort your friend to the dragon's quarters. And I'm sure I can find you some more appropriate garments."

Boreas gave Sitara a shocked look. Why did she sound so... hospitable?

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Rowens glance cought the sight of the pair who were quickly closing in on there caves enterance, shuffling has foot a little before they finally cought up and landed hard against the ice covered edge. The dragons talons broke the ice as its tips imbeded into its thickness.

Ceadon slamed his talloned hand against the cold ground as a loud growl escaped his maw and narrowhis eyes at the couple. Rowen had to give him the look before he finally shut up and protectivly curled his tail around his riders leg as he settled his body againt the ground.

Rowen stepped around it to follow sitara twords the girl to intoduce himself, standing slightly behind the elf as she started to talk, Ceadon finally followed his rider closer . "And in rowen. This is ceadon" he said after sitara finished, giving a malatone responce.

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{ugh, i was housesitting all weekend and the people didn't give me their wifi password...and they have those creepy nanny cams everywhere!}

Mika, can we land or not? Zyla thought testily to her Rider. They'd been circling a little town near the woods for a few minutes while Mika tried to figure out if it would be better for the dragon to lay hidden in the forest or stay in the sky where she'd be nearly camouflaged against the clouds. She'd prefer to be in the forest, though, because she hadn't eaten in a while. It was starting to make her cranky.

Mika patted her neck sympathetically, sensing her growing discontent through their mental bond. I guess that would be the better option for you. Find a clearing. The dragon slithered her body with a bit more verve than before, seemingly excited to be able to take a break. When she saw an opening in the trees, Zyla angled her wings and dove. They landed softly, her body making the leaves and snow rustle as it dragged on the forest floor. The snow wasn't as thick here, unable to reach through the dense cover of the trees.

"Alright, you," Mika said aloud, "go eat something." Zyla nodded and slithered away to catch some unlucky creature. Mika felt her thin their bond until she was just a ghost on his consciousness, ready for him to call her back if he needed her. He made his way out of the woods and found the path that led to the town. The first thing he'd do is head straight for the inn--he needed a drink (or several).

The road was winding and slippery, its stones covered in ice. Lucky for Mikaviel he was light on foot, being an elf and all that comes with it, but he felt a little bad for all the stout peddlers and farmers trying to push their mules up the path. He'd even stopped to help one guy pick up his spilled potatoes that were rolling all places. Humans... Mika thought to himself. When at last the heavy wooden front door of the inn came into view, the elf picked up his pace. He was ready to be in front of that fire.

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{ME TOOOO hahaha i have to sneak their food under my shirt XD usually i bring my own, but sometimes they just have irresistible goodies!
also i don't even know if this post sucks or not. i feel like i wrote so much more lol}

Mikaviel looked up from pushing some farmer's cart to see a--what is that, a hippogriff? Huh.--waltz into the inn. Well, it would make for some good entertainment at least...if he would stop being so nice to these people and actually arrive at his destination. Once at the top of the slope, the elf gave a swift bow and began walking away from the less fortunate man, who called out a sincere thanks for the assistance. Mika waved his hand behind him and pulled open the door to the inn, which had only been a short distance away after all.

A pleasant warmth greeted him along with the scent of ale and travelers--a scent he had become quite used to in his time spent traversing the land. He probably didn't smell any different himself. A stout, elderly waitress brisked by him so that he had to sort of scrunch himself between a column and a rather burly man. "Sorry," he said with a grin, taking the next moment to saunter to the bar and order himself a pint of ale that had a nice berry aftertaste to it and a bowl of stew.

Taking his drink and meal, Mika sat in a secluded niche by a window. That hippogriff certainly was entertainment, eating everything the patrons fed it. He wondered whose it was...probably some procurer of expensive living creatures. He tucked into his stew, half grinning, as he watched the animal and the excited people around it.

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Rowen:

Rowen sighed to himself as the two girls infront of him started to speak in a common conversation. He wasn't the type for small talk and even preferred not to talk at all but for once he was trying to be nice he guessed, just to try something new. Scuffing his boots against the cold icy ground he casually glanced to his impatient dragon before nodding in agreement to there silent speech.

Rowen slowly back away from the pair before turning around to the same large rock he sat his saddle on just to pick it up, grunting a little from the waight bareing on his arms, letting his large dragon lumber twords him before sliding it across his scaled back and lopped the sinch across his stomach.

Ceadon:

Ceadon rumbled as he neared his rider, keeping a close eye on the new dragon who seemed to always be glaring at him, letting a small growl in responce every time her eyes met his.
His head slightly turned to meet Rowen's as he saw the large lether saddle that sat on his arms before lowering himself to the ground. The feal of cold leather on his scales made him jitter from the uncomfortableness and slowly stood back to full hight for the sinch to be tightened.
He could feel his rider become uncomfortable as well when he left the two girls and in simpathy lowered his onyx head to his rider to nuzzle his arm only for a few seconds, then lifted it again to look out into the almost-blizzard they were about to fly into.

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~ Sitara ~

Sitara turned towards Boreas, and spoke to him with her mind. Try to get some information out of the girl's dragon. You know, where they've been, how long they've been traveling... If you can, ask about how advanced their abilities are Boreas blinked, showing he understood.

Sitara almost felt bad, because she was giving this new girl the impression that she was friendly and even sociable. It might be a let down for her later on, when she realized it was all a ruse for her to earn Sundari's trust. In fact, unless by some miracle Sundari became Sitara's friend, there would be little communication between the two of them. The other members already knew this about her.

Sitara led Sundari away, towards her own chambers. The girl was quite small compared to her, but she desperately needed new and more suitable clothes. Though cold, Sitara was not heartless.

As they neared the section of the frozen cave that held the Member's "dormitories", Sitara looked towards Sundari.

"This is where we generally keep our rooms, though almost everything is makeshift, until you manage to cart some actual furniture up here. And... unless you have magic, there are unfortunately no doors." She gestured towards the large openings that led to other, more petite rooms, most of which were suitable for humans, and could accommodate a young dragon.

Finally, they reached the far back of the "hall", where Sitara had chosen her room. With a little magic, and the help of her partner, they had made a door of ice, complete with hinges and a knob (though it didn't turn, but made it easier to pull the thing closed and open). It sealed shut when Sitara wanted it to, and had enough space at the bottom and the top to allow air in. Sitara pushed it open, and led Sundari in. The Forest Elf went straight to the wardrobe she had hauled up here. She picked out a small cape, which had gotten mixed up with her winter garments. She knew she hadn't thrown it away for a reason. Sitara tossed it onto her bed, and began rummaging for some more clothes that would do until Sundari could go and buy her own. She found some shortened leggings, meant to be worn with boots, and a long sleeved shirt of soft leather, that could easily be re-sized by chopping off the ends of the sleeves and the hem. The beautiful embroidery would not longer be there, but Sitara wasn't sentimental. Besides, there was still some visible at the neck line.

Before turning back to Sundari, Sitara observed her room with pleasure, which she did often. She had built the bed herself, having brought some tools with her, and with a whole forest full of materials, it hadn't been hard to craft the bed frame. The mattress consisted of the feather's from many-a plucked bird carcass, scraps of cloth and even pine needles, all wrapped up and sown in a thick quilt. Assorted blankets covered the surface. She had carted some pillows back from home, along with other things like the two miss-matched carpets on the icy floor. The crude wardrobe had been made by Sitara as well, though recently. There was a small bureau and a desk... and Sitara had many more plans for her room. Much could be done in a year, and altough the furniture was crude by elven standards, Sitara was proud of it. Sh had many more plans for her room.

"Will these do," she held the clothes up to Sundari.


~ Borealis ~

The male dragon grumbled a greeting to the new female. He padded along one of the great "halls", not looking back to see if the strange dragon was following. This section of the glacier emptied into a great cavern with pocketed walls that reach up to the domed ceiling, which was speckled with ice crystals that reflected the blue light streaming in through the ice.

"Here is where we dragons live, though we are certainly not restrained to it."

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((Sorry for the small post! I'm in a bit of a hurry.))
~ Boreas ~

The dragon grumbled in agreement, then, seeing Ulalie flying above in the icy roof, Boreas went to join her. Now would be a good time to ask some questions he thought. The ruddy-purple female's scales shone dully in the grey and blue light.

He tried to start off casually.
"So, you two are from the far south? What is it like there?"


~ Sitara ~

Sitara nodded. "Good." She turned away so Sundari could change. While she was doing so, Sitara said, "And by the way you would be correct in assuming I am of the Forest Elves."

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(No worries! Real life comes first)



Sundari

She gave a smile when Sitara has said good, glad that the clothes would fit. For the most part, anyways. It'd take a bit of hemming to get the clothes to fit, but she could roll up the sleeves for now, and the leggings should fit fine. As for the cape Sitara had handed, it looked as if it would drag on the ground a bit. With the thick, winter fabric and fur lining the inside, it might be hard to trim, but she could figure it out. It may take a while, but again, it would work until she could fix it.

As Sitata mentioned she was of the Forest Elves, Sundari looked up at her for a moment, and then back down at the clothes. She didn't say anything, however gave a nod. She figured that Sitara had been listening, and while she felt somewhat embarrassed, she turned her attention to putting on the clothes.

Taking off the thin pants she had on, she slipped on the leggings, made from a light and yet thick material. Perfect for keeping her warm. They were made to be worn with boots and were supposed to be short, but they went down past the middle of her shins, because she was shorter than Sitara. She slipped on her boots over them. They weren't the nicest, but they were furred inside and made of leather on the outside to rid of water. Next, she put on the leather shirt over her thin one. The sleeves were long as expected, but she just rolled them up. The shirt was long on her and went down past her waist, but that could be hemmed too. Next, she took the cape Sitara had given her and attached it to the leather shirt. It definitely could keep her warm, and didn't drag on the ground as much as she thought it did. It might not even need hemming, even though it brushed the ground as she shifted her weight.

"These will do nicely. Thank you, Sitara," She said, looking back at the elf.


Ulalie

She looked at the white dragon began to fly beside her, but turned her head back out to the vast cavern. It could certainly hold plenty of full-grown dragons and even the younger ones along with them. Borealis asked a question, but she didn't really pay attention at first until a moment had passed.

"Well," Ulalie began, pausing a moment to think, "It's certainly warmer than here. Much warmer. There are forests there, not scattered, snowy trees. Dense forests one could get lost in as if it were a labyrinth. Sundari and I loved flying in them. It really helped with balance and aerial precision. Sundari lived in a fisherman's town, so there was a sea beside us. To feel the cold sea breeze against your scales after a hot day; it was heaven,"

She stopped, not wanting to ramble on. But, the truth was, she missed the place. She couldn't admit it to Sundari, though. After all, she was the one who wanted to trek all the way up here, not Sundari. If Borealis was listening, she didn't really care. He most likely was, but she only thought to him a chuckle. He could look through her mind all he liked.

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{i think i eat more cookie dough than actual cookies haha :>
okay is it still daytime? i mean based on everyone else's posts it seems to be. i'm wondering because it would be weird for Mika to be shopping after dark when most shops usually closed...}

The sound of boisterous laughter woke Mika with a start. He hadn't even realized he'd fallen asleep... As he removed his feet from where he'd slung them across the top of the table, they tingled uncomfortably. Obviously he hadn't nodded off for terribly long, but in the timeless realm of sleep a few minutes can feel like a year. He wanted to stay and watch the hippogriff, who was now stumbling upon its clawed and hoofed feet from drunkenness, but he was very tired and he still had yet to buy any supplies for the cold weather.

With a sigh, the wood elf took a swig of his beer and rose reluctantly from his window seat. The inn probably wouldn't have any cloaks or oilcloth boots to buy unless one of its patrons was a seller of these wares. He slapped a few coins on the bar on his way to the door, picking his way around the rowdy travelers still holding out bits of food to the hippogriff like excited little children who clutch tufts of grass and weeds and wave them in horses' faces as an enticing treat. The hippogriff didn't seem to feel its dignity was debased, though. As he reached the door, he heard a man call above the clamor that he needed the beast not to have a hangover. He turned and located the source of the voice and grinned at the man's nonchalant attitude toward the nearly uninhibited feeding of his beast. He could never do anything like this with Zyla; she'd just eat everyone in the place and break a lot of things.

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((@Charlemagne. Yep, still day time :3))

~ Sitara ~

Sitara turned back to Sundari, and once she gave her a quick look, nodded approvingly. The clothes would work. The elf walked silently back to her door, opened it, and waited for Sundari to leave, before closing it firmly with her magic.

She set down the hall with a brisk pace, not waiting for Sundari. As long as she was inside the glacier, and Boreas new where her dragon was, there was very little damage the girl could do by herself. Sitara had done a thorough mind-search, though she had avoided any private or unnecessary information. It occurred to Sitara that the only productive thing Sundari could do now while she was here would be to train. The idea of teaching her was so foreign, she barely even considered it before telling herself she would request someone else to do it. Sitara was a good learner, but her patience would never last if she were to train someone without any pre-determined skill platform she could work on. Perhaps once she had learned all the basics, and then some, Sitara would work with her. And that was a big Maybe.

Sitara continued to ponder this as she maid her way to the "kitchen", which mostly consisted of food stores and some places for cook fires.


~ Borealis

Boreas' leathery wings flapped lazily as he and Ulalie flew through the glacier. He tried to imagine the purple dragon's life, but it was difficult. He had never been to the sea, and the idea of hot, sunny weather was not his idea of ideal, but he could sense Ulalie's wistfulness.

"These labyrinth forests... they sound very intriguing. Though I have a distaste for harsh sunlight, I would not mind exploring and training in them with Sitara. She too, I am sure, would enjoy it immensely."

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