Fly High, Fly High

Kim Taeyeon 26 years old, Dragon Rider Bonded with Agnior

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Moonlight || Taeyeon & Open

It was another late night for Taeyeon, it wasn’t uncommon to find her out with Agnior in the dark, either practicing, or in the case of this evening, looking out over the water, watching it ripple in the moonlight.  She wasn’t sure why she enjoyed it so much, mornings came too quickly after nights like this, but any tiredness she had seemed to be worth the exchange for less sleep to enjoy it.

Agnior was by her side as usual, the normally fearsome dragon laying on the ground next to her, nudging at her shoulder as he wanted to get affection from her, causing a chuckle to come from the small rider’s lips.  She reached over, dragging her hand across the dragon’s dark violet scales, getting a content huff from the larger being.  He normally wouldn’t be like this if others were around, he found it offensive to his “dragon pride” as she liked to call it, but in the moments like this, she was happy to give him what he wanted.  

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He trains furiously.

It is apparent by his body language that something is amiss; the aggressive way he moves forwards to slash and hack at the beaten-up dummies is mildly concerning. There’s one of those black looks in his eyes, the kind that usually means anger. Sweat drips down the sides of his face and plasters his hair to his forehead in wet locks, the humidity in the air quite unusual for such a morning. Jaejoong attributes it to the fog that’s rolling in, brow creased as he works until he can raise his sword no longer. He tosses it to the ground, watching the tip pierce the earth and stand the blade upright, swaying from the momentum.

The silhouette far up ahead is Viserith, as per usual. Winding through the clouds like a serpent, the dragon’s great wings fold into his body as he tucks in for a nosedive. As his Rider practiced below, his winged companion did his maneuvers in the sky. An impressive array of movements most dragons knew, but few could reproduce in the effective speed and level that Viserith managed. They’d been at it for a long time, Jaejoong thinks. Since it had been dark, and the birds were quiet.

Now the sun begins to rise along the horizon, highlighting the ocean and sky alike with a red glow. The Rider sighs to himself, arms burning, and watches Viserith land alongside him. He reaches out a hand to brush over obsidian scales, the anger dissipating just as quickly as it had started. Jaejoong feels lighter, even as the sweat soaks his shirt.

“You know what they say, Viserith,” he begins, leaning against the dragon’s side. “Red sky in the morn… sailors take warn. Today’s to be interesting.”

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It wasn’t uncommon for Taeyeon to find herself awoken early, when it was still dark, to practice with Agnior, the dark purple dragon loved the shadow of night, even more than during the day, so it came as no surprise to her that she was awoken by a pull to go visit the dragon, even before many others had risen from the slumber of their beds.  It wasn’t too much of a hassle for her, her father had often gotten her up for training when she was younger, so she was somewhat used to it.  

What was surprising was to hear a bit of commotion by the training grounds this early.  The unmistakable sound of  a sword hitting it’s target had surely caught the ears of both Taeyeon and her dragon.  Agnior, as was his nature, seemed curious of the sounds and wanted to investigate, but only after Taeyeon made sure he was fed, of course.  

Once they finally went to check it out, the sun was beginning to rise up, and Taeyeon could feel the dragon’s dissatisfaction at the fact that their dusky cover was being burned away.  As they approached, she noticed another Rider, whom she greeted as she approached. “Getting in some early morning work, eh?” she questioned, quietly making her way to the same area, Agnior in tow.  “Good morning for it.”