Diamond in the rough ~ prism-rain (Aqua)
Flight was a wondrous thing, no matter what world you came from or what species you were. To be able to see the entire world laid out before you, seemingly no bigger than a mere parchment map inked with incredible detail- there was no feeling that brought greater joy to Saphira. She considered herself lucky, after having seen the extensive limitations put on others trapped in this city as she was, it was pure luck that her flying had not been taken from her just as her flames had. By what magic they did this, she had no answer. Her training with Glaedr and Oromis had not prepared her for something so mind-numbingly powerful. Not even Galbatorix could shrink her, or take away her eternal fires without her True Name- something that she doubted anyone in this world had. But while she doubted, she could not brush away that possibility, as foul as it would seem to her.
A deep, draconian sigh emanated from her maw, sparkling blue wings beating lazily as she scoured the city below her for… what? Something familiar? Something to help her understand? She wasn't entirely sure. She had taken off from the streets in some obscure Sector in an attempt to organize her haphazard thoughts, and forcibly pushing her nagging worry for Eragon, her partner-of-mind-and-soul, to the side. In her state, tearing apart the city to find him was literally impossible, and she felt no great foreboding like she had in occasions passed. Saphira was aware of his ability to handle himself these days, unlike how over-bearing she had been in the past, and her concern logically should be on her own predicament. But alas, it was not, and she couldn't shake away her anxiety.
Frustrated, she shook her head and snorted, releasing a puff of smoke that trailed behind her as she flew. Down below, the city was unaware of her internal distress. Sinking in altitude, she glided between the structures that clawed at the sky, buildings built by hands even finer than a dwarf’s. Her wings, even in this pitiful state, were barely small enough to fit with room to maneuver between the Skyclaws.
Her eyes gazed over the dull scenery of the stone world below her. Unlike humans, she saw very few colors with vibrancy, the majority of her vision being blue in hue, so the ‘normal’ residents of this city were especially plain and painfully boring. But there were a few she had met that were interesting, some she had even had the chance to speak to!
A few heads turned upwards as her shadow passed over them, but few looked longer than a moment. She sniffed vainly at their total dismissal of her glorious form. She was Saphira, a dragon whom had earned the praises of nobility itself for her mere presence alone! Woe unto any whom claim her to be anything less than a fantastic creature of grace and elegance.
As she contemplated her own status, a speck of vibrant blue caught her eye in the mess of colorless blurs below. Curious, she tilted her wings to descend, her mind poking out cautiously toward the human with the oddly colorful head fur. She had never seen one so unique! Alas, her curiosity bested her caution and she reached out gently with her thoughts. It wasn't like there were many in the city that had retained enough power to harm her, anyway.
‘You stick out like a gem resting among dirt.’ She commented dryly to the female, gliding slowly behind her as she walked. Saphira wouldn't push her mind, wondering if this particular human had been trained in mind-guarding, unlike the rest of those whom the dragon had met so far. At the very least, it was hoped that the human could feel the mind-touch. That would hopefully make it simpler.
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