by HorseGal » Wed Jul 04, 2007 2:20 pm
Kaldoros was glad that he didn't have to patrol his territory and that he had time to explore. The dark red hued dragon blew some flames and did more acrobatic tricks in the air before getting bored and tired after twenty minutes of doing them. He was on the border of Glasgow and England by now. He needed to take a rest. His wings were getting tired, but he wanted to still continue on. "I will walk," he growled to himself and landed. His wings folded neatly upon his back. He started to make his way into a new country. Kaldoros was a free and young dragon, ready to experience new lands and probably find other dragons.
"You alone can make my song take flight, help me make the music of the night."-Phantom POTO
"There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star." -Henry Thoreau
