"Woooaaahhh…"
I breathed out, utterly spellbound, my eyes locked on the sky above.
Two wyverns had taken flight.
A pair.
One larger, its wings broad and mighty, cutting through the air with a slow, commanding grace. The other was smaller, more slender, its movements fluid and elegant, like a ribbon caught in the wind.
But they weren't just flying.
They were dancing.
Moving in perfect synchrony—looping, diving, circling one another in wide, arcing spirals. Their tails brushed midair, their glowing horns pulsed with soft blue light, and every movement shimmered with frost-kissed magic.
It was breathtaking.
And beneath their aerial waltz, I could hear it—
A low, melodic hum.
The sound of their purring.
Singing affectionately to each other.
Me and Eris watched in stunned silence, her lips parted slightly.
"Wow," she breathed. "I've never seen this before. It's… so cool!"
"Nn…" I nodded softly, resting my head gently on her shoulder.
