Flion Aviary

You enter a cool, wind kissed area just beyond the flion aviary. You look around, watching the ancient, scattered trees as they bend and twist slightly in the refreshing breeze. Walking further into the slightly open and welcoming place, you wonder why it might be here. There doesn't seem to be anything much there; the many old trees and a few random shrubs are the only thing that decorate the vast flat meadow. Maybe this place is waiting for receive a creature to live in, you think, but before you can decide whether or not that's true, a swirft gush of air whirls past your head and threatens to knock you down. You look around curiously, almost nervously, for whatever might've caused it. Curled up just slightly on one of the old tree branches is Zironi, the blue and white guardian you met earlier.

The large wyvern lets out a rumbling chuckle and then smiles, leaning down toward you more. "Hello again traveler. I seem to have frightened you again. I really don't mean to keep doing that." he grins draconiclly. You smiles slightly a forgiveness and gaze around more at the strange area. So this is Zironi's home, you think to yourself. As if able to read your mind, the blue wyvern flaps his massive wings, saying, "This is my home. It's not much, but it's perfect for one with no legs." he laughs, "It's a nice retreat from the busy-ness off the aviary. Do you like it traveler?" he asks. You nod and smiles more. "I'm glad. I enjoy having company. I don't get much, you see."

"Don't get much?" another voice echos from out of the leaves of another near by tree. "I'd say you'd be pretty happy if all you wanted was company," it continued, "Especially with me around.". The voice russtled in the leaves of the tree for a moment, then poked it's big white head out, grinning toothily. "He never enjoys my company." she says, pulling herself the rest of the way out of the tree.

"That," Zironi began, almost sardonically, "Is the head annoyance in these parts.". She stuck her pink tongue out at the blue wyvern and flapped her wings. "Alright, alright.. Her name is Ropania. She tends to think she helps in the aviary and likes to pretend she keeps me company. I, on the other hand, would be perfectly find by myself." he grins as you held back a laugh. The white flion's gaze washes angrily over both of you, and you fight harder to control your laughter. "We've been living together here in this open aviary for quite a while. How long has it been...?"

"Almost ten years now. Well, I've only been here two, but that makes no difference." she cut in. "I'm a lot younger than gramps over there. Not to mention, I went on an adventure before settling down here." she smiles at you. Somehow, her mischievous smile doesn't comfort you.

"Wisdom and maturity only come with age!" he snorted childishly.

"Look who's talking!" she answered back, enjoying the way she frustred him all too much. "Besides, we shouldn't be arguing infront of out guest, you know. It's very impolite." she said, peering down at you. You shift a little as you notice both of the wyverns' gazes were fixed on you.

"They're my guest." he said defiantly." "I suppose you're right though. I'm very sorry for being such a terrible host." he continued, and you grin at how the two remind you of an old married couple. "I suppose you'll want to go now. There are many other things to see here." he told you, spreading his wings out wide. "But feel free to come back anytime. Just make sure to keep away from her over there."

"Oh! You're no fun!" you hear Ropania yelling as you walk back toward the larger aviary.