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 Two hatchlings curled under his shimmered seafoam wings, embraced by the wisps that curled about their legs and stomach. They were his siblings of similar yet darker shade and both children of the wind. Like most wind dragons of their clan, their hearts raced with adventure, cool mint green eyes gleamed with their curiosity and their hearts beat with the steady rhythm of the gusts raging above. They loved hearing stories from their older brother, stories of the lands beyond. Each younglings' mind spun their own image of the world each itched to explore.

By the end of the stories the small ones chirped loudly for more.

"We want to adventure! We want to roam the zephr steppes and fly the swift winds of the twisting crescendo! We want to fly free of our borders and find new lands and new clans Meister! We want to leave" 

He look in a large breath and addressed the youngins. "You're time will come when you find your own homes. Both of your hearts call to urge a need to leave, and one day you will find where you know you are meant to be, and who you are meant to be with. Till then be patient my little ones." His tail scooped them closer. "And when that time comes may the welcome winds always show you the way to your birth home, at least for a visit or two."

Still two more little adventurous Windy-born Windsinger dragons for sale on the AH @ 90Kt. They are both eagerly waiting for new homes. Please send me a PM at Seasonfluff on FR if you would like to try and haggle the price.

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