Meeting the "World's End"

(BTW, if you didn't know his name translates to World's end in japanese)

Seka walked amongst the tall grass, and listened to the song of the wing as he walked through to forest. It was a delightful sound right now, only because he wanted to hear it. He loved the songs of the wind, they were always different, just like the wingbeat of every dragon, yet as fragile as if it were a butterfly's. Sometimes its songs were treacherous, sad and mournful, but right now it was a lulaby, a calming tune for everybody to listen to. He closed his devilish eyes, and brought his nearly always smiling mouth at rest, though his fangs still stuck out like daggars. He stood on his haunches and opened his wings to hear the sound of the wing going around it. It felt nice, yet he was slightly unhappy since he was alone, right now though the only company he wanted was the sound of nature and the dries of the winds as it whistles through his fur. His ears twitched of hearing a sound. It was another dragon. He pretened that they weren't there and continued his session.

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