Courtships

It was a perfect day. The weather was beautiful, warm but not hot on both feathers and scales. There was a slight breeze, enough to feel good against scales but not enough to ruffle feathers. The air was clean and fresh, the slight scent of salt coming in from the nearby sea. In the distance loud seagull cries filled the air, muffled by the sound of ruffling leaves in the forest. It was peaceful. It was perfect.   ...

The moon was bright and high in the sky before Sirius got a chance to sneak away from his packs den. Carefully he inched past his father and Silver, checking every other step that they were still asleep. It only took a few minutes for him to finally escape the den, but even those few seconds felt like a lifetime. Soon Sirius was running across the forest, following a path he knew by heart as he made his way to their meeting place.   ...