Hungry and irritable the dragons were. Pinks and oranges colored the eastern horizon and still they had not fed. The frenzy of the mating flight on the previous night had left them depleted. Their massive bodies were in need of nourishment. Their lean muscled bodies held little in stored energy. They were unable to go more than four nights without feeding or they could become too weak to hunt. The female, Hhizz, was especially vulnerable now that she carried their future dragnets within her.
Turning to her mate, she touched his mind and asked, “My love, the day will soon break upon us. Do we rest or do we hunt into the day hours?”
“I will actively hunt awhile longer while you stay near the cliffs and ride the uprising air. If you begin to tire, seek the shelter of our cave.”
“And what of you, Sslethh? What if you grow weary? Will you not rest also?”
“I’ll not delay long, my love, but I’ll find us something to share, perhaps a mighty rabbit.” Together they laughed at the joke of sharing such a minuscule creature between them. Gently caressing her back with a wing tip he said, “Soon.” Then with powerful strokes of his wings began climbing higher into the morning air.
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