Peregine sat on a cliff, surrounded by large trees and plants. Golden jewelry with rubies hung off of her antler shaped horns as they glistened in the dusked sunlight. Her wrists and neck were covered in similar jewelry, given to her by her mother, Queen Boreal. The dark castle walls could be seen on another cliff, although slightly hidden in the clouds. She could see other dragons in the distance, flying around. Peregine fiddled with her talon before laying down on them and spreading her wings out on the grass. She was always so isolated in the castle, especially with her Animus magic. It was very rare to have this magic, practically only seen in certain tribes from a WHOLE OTHER CONTINENT! She's not really allowed to use her magic, and she's not complaining! That magic can tear her soil apart!...

Although, even with that knowledge and mindset, she still felt bored.