#and that includes includes all the representative Archon dragons for their colors regardless of personal alignment

[lunarscaled]

“  did you really think you could hide from me?  ”

DARKER THRILLING PROMPTS

"Was I hiding?"

-> Winter's last child holds a wide berth around the calamity that is the other: be careful not to become prideful in the face of thunder and lightening so capricious and wickedly clever it could cleave you in two in a moment. Saint was certainly the prideful standard that any dragon wished to be--- powerful and feared and so mighty even clouds parted ways for them, like crowds of thousands before a king. Even Lyric had to show their reverence in the right political situation; It wouldn't do to scorn a ruler in their own kingdom, and what did the other dragon own if not everything they laid eyes upon? What was theirs if not all they desired?

And yet Lyric had the gall to stray out of sight in the midst of such basking. Wandered off! In the middle of proceedings! ( It's their young age, some would surely say behind a sleeve, they'll be the most ornery they ever are when they're still young. )

-> The Glacial Garden was the preferred resting spot of the Winter Court when they were not in heated territorial debate over boundaries with humans and ethics laws regarding changeling children, kidnapping and the like. Old, hashed out wars that would never see a proper resolution any time soon, but for now it's atrium was empty save for the gurgling of a cold fountain fashioned from ice and stone in the center. Lyric rests in the cooler shade beneath a withered tree dusted with snow, it's sloped trunk like a waiting recliner for them as they tucked into the space between the harsh bark and a spire of ice where they could not be seen easily. Either Saint came looking to teach them a lesson in manners, or they were unhappily confronted with the fact that this room was not the solitude they desired away from clamoring political mouths. Perhaps both. Lyric, never daring to back away from a confrontation that challenged their qualifications for a position they never wanted to begin with, turns their orange eyes slowly towards the other. If they held very still, they think they could feel electricity in the air.

"Do you think I was hiding from it?"