The weyrling dragon moved with a grace that belied his large form and gawky limbs. When he was fully-grown, his agility would be rivaled only by that of his rider, the jaguar-shifter C'thu.
A large, spotted feline crept up silently behind the weyrling. The bronze dragon lay curled up in the weyr he shared with his rider. The bronze looked up at the approaching feline and his eyes whirled amusedly. Don't even think about it, C'thu.
The jaguar leaped over the prone dragonet and shifted into a human. C'thu's green-gold eyes were bright as he grinned. "You know me too well, Oni'."
Green-blue eyes whirled. You're my chosen, how could I not?
