Long Awaiting Home - Erosaf -

She saw them coming though she could not believe her eyes. "Rasjar!" The white dragon leapt into the air completely unsure of what had happened to him. She soared towards them. "I thought you were dead." She saw Auraka and because of that, Gem opened the door as Gaelira barrelled into Rasjar.

Gem stood on the doorstep of their home staring at the elf in front of her with wide eyes. "Aa-raka?" she stammered. "Is it really you? I heard Gaelira but I thought she was seeing things until a moment ago."

Her own body was scarred from the fight with Lindan Marcos, but she was still his Gem. She knew though that the bump at her waist was something he had not seen before though.

The first thing his green eyes darted to was her face, her beautiful face and the tired expression that rested there. His eyes studied her face, seeming in disbelief as if not truly believing that she was standing in front of him after all this time.
"Gem," he whispered, hand reaching out to smooth her cheek but the limb refused to move, just twitched limply at his side as he stared at her, seeming to struggle more and more to keep his eyes wide open.

"I...It is me..." he whispered, eyes running over the rest of her body and halted just above her waist, eyeing the hands which cradled the slightly bulging mound "you're....you're....you're expecting?"
His eyes widened at the thought, shocked and wondered if they were his. If she had thought him dead, had she already moved on? No doubt that Glenawing would of been waiting to comfort her and taken advantage of the time.
"How have you been?" he asked instead, before falling to his knees and the eyes rolling into the back of his head.

***

Rasjar nuzzled her white scaled neck, relishing on the scent it gave and hummed happily at his mate.
"I am sorry Gaelira...but I couldn't leave him," he shook his noble features sadly "they almost killed him...and me, I barely got us both free, but he was and still is almost dead on his feet. Only the thought of Gem..."
He roared, leaping back as he felt Auraka's mind fade from his own and snaked his head around, lowering it to the limp body.
"Gem, fetch the doctors...he has been living on your memory for to long!"

“Do I have to physically knock some sense into you, Auraka? If you have not killed her already, no offense Gem, you likely never will,” Drannor growled. “Why must you be so stubborn?” aside from his father, Auraka was the most stubborn person he had ever met. And that was something Drannor did not like to think about at the moment.

“Argueing with me like this is a bad idea.”

Gem sighed, looking at the one she had picked for her husband, and the one who was mean to be her Prince Consort. “Auraka, you would never hurt me,” she said softly.


**

“Go ahead. I hunted only at dawn this morning. They are for you,” Gaelira replied, moving out of the way for him. “Once, you hunted for me while i watched over my eggs. My turn to return the favour.”

“Listen to your instincts, Auraka. Trust me, if you're going to go to far, I will step in. I know how to dislodge a feeding vampire without causing the one their feeding from any more damage.” He smiled. “I should hope it will not come to that though.”

Hycis smiled at him. Lindan Marcos had never let any of the vampires in his keep, though they were all gone now, do this to her. There had been one that she had been rather intimate with, but he'd never broached that subject. She was indeed eager for this. “Go ahead, love,” she said, smiling at Auraka.

***

There was the sound of wings before she could answer and Gaelira's head shot up. She looked towards the entrance as six adult dragons came soaring down.

The first dragon to land was a black dragoness with a magneta underbelly, a blade-like tail made of iron and blade claws on her wing thumbs, big magneta wings, and six silver horns on her head. In her adult form, she wore two silver bracelets on her two front paws, and a silver "choker" on her neck and her tail made of iron.

Second was a purple male dragon the same size as her, with a gold underbelly, big golden wings, and two golden backward facing horns which curled towards each other slightly. “Wait up Cynder!”

Third was very bulkily built green dragon with a spiked club for a weapon on his tail. There were earthy scales on his body and everything about him was bulky. “Will bot of you quit arguing?” he asked in a low baritonal voice. It was not aimed at any of the dragons on the ground.

Next was the swift flying golden dawn dragon, Volteer. “Yes yes you'd like that wouldn't you Terrador. I am completely happy talking and why should I bother giving in to your demands. They really are rediculous, who could possibly like peace and quiet. You know its only for the fool...”

Second last was a silent dragon,  light blue and purple. The spines on his back start off blue but are white at the tips.

The nextw as a purple dragon like the second, only where the other was gold, he was white, and more stockily built like the green one. A two headed axe and spear thing was at the end of his tail. He had three horns on his head.

And last but not least, appeared Ignitus. “That enough Volteeer!” he yelled. “We've all had enough.” There was a flame like black on the end of his tail, and he struck at the golden one with it. Volteer dodged, but shut up.


“Well well well, where have you all been?” Gaelira asked, looking out at them. “And I see none of you have changed, Cynder, Spyro, Terrador, Volteer, Cyrcil, Malefore, and Ignitus. My children.”

She felt it. The sharp bite of teeth into her skin as he closed his mouth down on her neck. For half an instant, it was agonizing. Painful and horrible. And then, just like that, the pain disappeared. A rush of bliss and joy rushed through her. It was so sweet. She did not even noticed when she fell into unconsciousness.

Drannor noticed though, and he moved quickly. He struck quickly, hitting Auraka with enough force under the chin so that he had to let go. “I think you took enough, Auraka,” he said, as the other elf fell away from his cousin. Sighing, having only done this once before, and that was for Sahar, he bit his own wrist and made sure that she swallowed a fair bit before moving her over to the couch.

“Let her rest and she will be fine.”

***

They all laughed. "Where do you think? Some of us have riders. "

"Though I'm not proud of mine," Terrador added. "She's gone a little odd lately. Stopped listening to me."

Drannor smiled. "I'm just doing my job, you know that. Though it would seem I am going to have to retrain you. ives me something to do though, so I'm glad of that."