It had been a long night, but that was usual, every night had been long. Traveling for days on end could be much for a loner such as himself but for some reason Tredes reveled in it. There was no one and nothing to tie him down to the world below him, feedom in it's rarest form. He could do that which pleased him without having to worry about the desires of another. It wasn't that he disliked having company, but on these rare occasions he found solace in the company founded only by the moon and elements surrounding him.

The black striped wyrm lowered his muzzle toward the rock beneath his claws, he could smell scent on the mountain side. It hadn't been long ago that the mountains were accompanied by another, he was sure of it. The scent was almost fresh. Had it been the one he was looking for? He wasn't sure but perhaps time would reveal the answer he had been seeking.

Lifting his head once more, the Shadow dragon carefully watched the world below the ridge he stood on. He was stalling. He could easily reach the ground at this point in a simple lift of his midnight blue wings, but then, seeing the beautiful moonlight shedding her light on the rocks was a sight to behold. Lately it had become rare for him to be able to enjoy the beauty his mother orb shed, he had become too often too busy in other ordeals not even his own. Messenger and mercenary. He knew there was a better life awaiting him but for now he was caught up on a path of another's choosing.


OOC:
If you want a plot, I need to find someone he's 'looking' for.
Pm me if interested.