~Day of The Breaking
Xenon's large dragon eyes scanned the dark lands as he soared over it. The wind whooshed all about him, sliding over his scales to aid his speed.
His large wings cut straight through the shadowy clouds, propelling his form across the distance in a flash,
Xenon's speed was as fast as lightning, letting the tugging feeling he felt deep within guide him to where he needed to go, with an urgency of one who had to make a swift return,
And Xenon did need to do such, where he needed to go was one thing, but where he needed to be was behind him, way back at the walls of Dune City, most likely awaiting his return in concern.
Though Neveah would always have him do as his duty demanded, Xenon vowed to himself that this was the last time he would place his duty before her...
'Jian is King, he cannot help but place his duty first. But Neveah deserves at least one of us who places her first... before anything else in the world.'