Hidden Wings || The Last Draconian Literate Roleplay

Teaser

Deep in the mountainous forests of central America, a scaled beast lifts its shining black head. Ears twitch as it surveys its surroundings before curling back up to sleep. A twig snaps and the beast is instantly on its feet, a snarl ripping through the air as it bares sharp, pearly teeth. Pure acid green eyes stare out at the trees, locking onto a flash of movement and scrutinizing it before moving to the next. A low humming sound starts up once it determines that there was no threat, almost like singing. It starts low, the sound fluctuating, swelling to Fortissimo Forte, then to Piano, Piano Forte, Then Mezo Forte. Suddenly, the music drops to Pianissimo, before swelling to a crescendo at Fortississimo. The last note hangs hauntingly in the air, and the only movement is the shivering of tree branches in the wind. The creature drops its head, then turns to stare directly at a spot in the trees, as if expecting a reply.