Moran Fe'na

[GravityChill]

The recent call to action to clear out those who remain on the island, which has long since returned to nature, reaches the ears of all. But upon such, to find itself forced out of the shadows, a rumbling as something stirs within the forests. To be potentially pushed out of a land it has long found comfort in as home, only brought forth a voice that had gone quiet for such a time now.
 

"These lands were once home to dragon kind, and since has returned to the land as it is intended for all when this time arrives. It was corrupted once, but restored anew not once but twice by the hand of dragon kind. To force such out and let none inhabit almost seems cruel, to not even be able to linger in land that I have long found comfort in. Such wondrous acts done for it, the dance of colors which purified and restored such beauty. To be pushed away seems almost too much...surely we can talk before things become too much no? If so, I await." -Mio Kazana

One remained of all that once protected such land, one that endured and survived for more than any of his other kin. Such spirits in passing came to life, and the shadows danced time and again at his breath. Golden eyes glowed from within as a dragon who slumbered on the isles was awoken.