With a powerful flap of his wings, Tęgomir breezed past the crowd, gradually ascending into the sky. Clutched securely between his arm's grasp, his human companion dangled in mid-air. While he could easily have used his legs to stabilize the swaying figure, Tęgomir chose not to, finding amusement in giving his human a slight start.

Immediately upon making contact, Tęgomir sensed the familiar connection forming between them, a sensation that coursed from his body to his mind. It brought a momentary discomfort, more of a dull ache than true pain, causing a twitch of annoyance in the dragon's eye.

He allowed a few moments to pass, the sound of the voice reverberating in his thoughts, yet he brushed it aside. He wasn't inclined to respond to inquiries just yet. Couldn't his human see that he was preoccupied with flying? Only once they had attained a suitable altitude, positioned just beneath the billowing clouds, did the dragon ease into a leisurely glide, tracing circles above the valley akin to a hawk in flight.

Then, with a swift movement, Tęgomir lowered his head, his gaze fixing upon his human counterpart, their positions inverted. Before any words could be exchanged, his attention swiftly diverted to a storm dragon below, a sight that briefly captured his interest as it lifted its own rider into the air. 'Would ya look at that?' He mused internally, a note of regret colouring his thoughts. 'Aw, I ought to have done that. Look at 'em - that human looks scared half to death! Say, are you two related? That human looks just like ya!' He didn't know humans could do that! Since when could they make exact replicas of one another?

Warbling on, so engrossed he was in the unfolding spectacle below, Tęgomir's own rider came perilously close to slipping from his grasp. 'Sorry 'bout that, pal. Stop wiggling around, would ya?' He communicated through their mental link. Despite the distraction, Tęgomir remained fixated on the panorama beneath, alternating between observing his rider and the sprawling valley.

Oh, right. Amidst the chaos, Tęgomir had forgotten to respond to his human, who had previously mumbled something about earth and who was he and.. yada, yada. A twinge of boredom registered on the dragon's face as he glanced down at his human once more.

'Not earth, air!' He retorted, clearly misunderstanding the saying. 'Boy, you sure know nothing about your dragon types, huh?' A hint of disappointment tinged his thoughts as he suppressed the urge to roll his eyes—a futile gesture given that his eyes were pure white, making it nearly impossible to tell if he did.

'Who am I? Who are you?' He replied upon being asked, his annoyance growing. 'You're pretty boring, ain't ya? That's all you've got? Just a single screech of terror? You're making me seem pathetic over here.' Clearly dissapointed in his human's reaction, Tęgomir didn't bother holding back the frusteration in his tone.

'I mean, you could have begged for your life or something. If I were picked up randomly, you'd hear me hollering a mile away. How am I supposed to gain respect with the big guys, huh?' Still on about the topic, Tęgomir's expression only grew more sour, that is, until it suddenly vanished, a smile once more growing slowly.

Without any preamble, he released his grip on his human.

There, that oughta scare him! A little startle was good for the heart.

'Try flapping your arms, maybe it'll help ya!' He hollered, a clear sense of amusement evident as he observed the diminishing figure of the man. They were nearing the vicinity of the clouds, their altitude reaching several thousand feet. If one were to estimate, Tęgomir had approximately 50 seconds from the point of release to catch his falling human. However, given the current elapsed time, he likely had around 40 seconds—plenty of time, he reckoned.

So confident was Tęgomir, that when he finally dove after his plummeting human, he did so with an unhurried grace. Even in his leisurely descent, he rapidly closed the distance, and when he eventually caught up, he deliberately refrained from making the catch.

It wasn't until the perilous proximity of the ground—mere meters away—that Tęgomir finally relinquished his grip, his talons unwinding to curl around his human's arms. Stretching his wings wide, he arrested their downward momentum, executing a graceful halt that brought them to a gentle descent. With deliberate care, he lowered both himself and his human companion to the ground, and released him.

'Wasn't that just exhilarating!'

Amusement danced across her features as she swiftly registered the pairing—Sedna with a fire dragon. 'Oh, how lovely for him!' Her delight was momentarily interrupted by Kaia's groan, prompting her gaze to narrow as she lifted her tail, swatting him on the head. 'Be happy for him. I don't want to hear any of that moaning and groaning from you.' She spoke, only lowering her tail once detecting the underlying warmth in Kaia's words regarding his brother.

She had listened further as Kaia spoke of Kenji and Shiro, twins it seemed, spending time together. It was nice to listen to. She had always enjoyed stories, especially ones with memory. 'While it would be good to reunite,' she began, her tone carrying a note of caution as her gaze briefly flickered toward Kaia, 'do keep a watchful eye on the storm dragon.' While she didn't harbor distrust for their kind, she was aware of their capabilities and potential consequences.

Shifting her attention from Kaia, K'issuk directed her focus to Aalis, extending her hand to clasp the light dragon's own in a welcoming gesture. "And I mourn the Northern Lights," she echoed, a note of nostalgia coloring her words. "It is all very exciting. You can see why I enjoy such an event." She paused, feeling Kaia slip off of her back and approach Aalia. She stood there, beaming like a proud mother as they interacted, nodding her head upon being addressed once more. "It was simple with Kaia. It may vary from one pairing to another, but each pairing is often a matter of understanding and patience," she replied, her tone carrying a reassuring warmth.

As she conversed, she detected the change in Aalis' posture and the subtle hum that emanated from her. It seemed as if Aalis had picked up on the bond. "Rest assured, I shall keep my eye out," K'issuk affirmed, her gaze steady as she shooed Aalis away. "Now, go and seek out your human, don't let me keep you." With Aalis on her way, K'issuk turned her attention back to Kaia, her eyes catching the lingering presence of the fire dragon at the fringes of the forest.

'I'm going to speak with him,' she suddenly determined, motioning to the lingering form of the fire dragon. 'It must be difficult for him to return to this place.' Advancing a single step toward the fire dragon, her attention shifted to Kaia in a swift motion. 'Although I would prefer your company, I suspect he may not take kindly to a human's approach,' she explained, her tone considerate. 'I'll make it brief; call me if you need me.' With those words, K'issuk set off, her steps carrying her toward the fire dragon whose simmering anger was palpable.

As she approached, K'issuk maintained a composed demeanor, her approach measured and respectful. "Not one to partake in events?" She inquired with a touch of lightheartedness. "I, too, was hesitant at first, but such events had a way of growing on me." She continued, her tone maintaining its lightness. "I'm K'issuk, and you are?"