Flight Northbound

[remorsefulone]

[The ebony dragoness had been flying for a few days now. She didn't trust the feeling she had back in Discedo. She had been feeling lightheaded in that city. It was too difficult to breathe. She had strapped the communicator to the ankle of her right foreleg, the video feed being activated throughout the journey. One could see, if they were following her actions, the beating of her wings as she sailed through the air high up. Could see the land below as she passed over the landscape. She had not stopped all that time. She would find time to rest once she met up with the purple dragon she had come to know.]

Can't stop now... have to find Spyro.

[Her eyes scan the landscape below, looking for the tell-tale sign of the purple dragon. She wonders where he could be as she dives down to get a better look.]