Pyrgael stood upon a rocky outcropping, her wings outstretched like a purple canopy lined with gold. Her red eyes shone like rubies as she pierced the darkness of night with her gaze. Today she was adorned in yet another revealing purple and gold garment, to match her gilded horns and wings of course. Her long teal hair was buffeted by a gust of wind as she summoned a flame to her palm.

“A lovely night….”

A smile adorned her beautiful face.