|Lost in the depths of sorrow| Intro, Felahnax|

A tired dragon with scales shining like a crystal and giant wings soared the big skies over the newly found territory. He didnt know who it belonged to but it was probably Another no-one that would hide until he had departed. He blew a puff of shining snowflakes quickly melting in the sun. He despised cowards, not the ones who knew they didnt have a chance but those who hid behind others to do their work. He had met a person like that, he lasted for five seconds. Five seconds in which Fel only had thought one sentence: What a coward. And then he had frozen him in a block of ice, leaving his 'servants' to flee. It was not that he had wanted to free the servants, they could as well have become food, but he had felt a burning rage aggainst that man. A rage that only he had in his entire pack... But... He was his entire pack now. And Viinlokah was gone, like his friends by that damned storm. It must have been a magical storm, one caused by imbalances in the World because a dragon wouldn't die from something as small as that. Fel sighed and felt the black botomless pit of his drowning heart wince in pain.

Felahnax was alone...

After flying a bit he decided to land and get some food, no use in flying on empty stomach. His keen gaze flew over the dark trees and he found what he was searching for, prey. He swiped his tounge over his mouth, soon he would feel the taste of blood. The footsteps of the giant White dragon were quiet, as quiet as a dragon can be. Fel's striking ice-blue Eyes searched the Woods for any other prey that might warn or interrupt his hunt. There was nothing else there than Felahnax and the prey. With his wings neatly folded agains his body he lunged for the creature and pinned it to the ground with one giant Paw. Right when he was going to slit its throat he felt an unexpected feeling. He kept the creature pinned but he didnt bite, not yet. He could see intelligence in those Eyes and maybe talking would light his day up. If it interested him enough he would let it go and search for dumb prey. "Hello litte creature, I might let you go if you interest me. Or i could slit your throat open. You choose." His melodic soft voice was quiet. His striking Eyes showed big intelligence but also a Deep feral instinct that belonged to a predator.

Felahnax puffed out a rain of snowflakes like any other dragon could have puffed out some smoke. He could do smoke but he preffered snowflakes. Another hound joined them and he was getting seriously curious now. He decided to stop being a bitch and start behaving like a real dragon should. He straightened his position and lowered his head. "Sorry, Im not good on an empty stomach." He paused considering his Words very carefully. "I apologize for trespassing on your fine lands, I thought you were Another weak Group without a real name that had become greedy. That seems not to be the case." The shining dragon unfolded on flapped a bit with his wings. "I have come far aways from a land you have never Heard off and I have lost track of time, Its easy for a near-immortal dragon to do so. " The sorrow in his Words could not be mistaken but he didnt want anyone to take pity on him, he thought that these people would leave his personal space alone. He kept going with a slightly lighter tone. "My buisness... It was intentionally to hunt and keep going but my target have Always been to look for a new horizon, a new home. If you are willing to accept me I could be a great addition to your Group." The melodic voice of the dragon was pleasant to listen to and his Eyes seemed Deep and understanding. But they could turn Cold and cruel in any moment he decided it was needed. He still was feral but he had found his calm on his long journey and knew how to keep his temper. "Can one truly be lost?" he added most to himself but he didnt care if the others had Heard him.