Athiyk stood on a ridge of the crumbling building of the city. It was a very tall wall and gave her a good vantage point of the surrounding area and the sky, where great stormclouds were gathering. Athiyk could tell they were full of thunder and they would flash from the inside. She knew she should find some shelter, but she still had time. The wind was picking up and the trees began showing their silver undersides, the sign of a coming storm.

Cold rain then began to fall as the clouds opened themselves up. Lightning flashed even more violently and Athiyk's extremely long white hair blew away from her body. She relished the feeling of the gathering energy of the storm and breathed in the fresh, cool air.

The wild freedom and beauty of the rain and wind and lightning.

Thunder boomed very suddenly and very loudly and Athiyk looked up as a shadow fell over her. She could not mistake the bat-like wings and lithe body as she gazed up at the dragon who had glided down from a stormcloud. It roared and lightning flashed around its mouth as it let a great bolt of lightning jet across the sky. Even its voice was full of the ferocity of a thunderclap.

It seemed to look down at her as she felt their eyes connect.

Puny one, stuck to the earth like a wyrmling, the dragon jeered, not with its actual voice, but a male voice that echoed in Athiyk's mind.

"Then show me how to fly, great Storm Drake!" she shouted above the wind, yet she still wasn't sure the wyrm heard her.

Ha! Not likely. You mean nothing to me. No more than a leaf tossed by a wind of the coming storm, the dragon circled overhead, looking down at the Drow.

"Perhaps you underestimate me?" this time Athiyk used her mind as well as her voice to speak.

And perhaps your hubris is too great? the dragon laughed.

"That sounds like a challenge," Athiyk said again also with her mind.

Then you are doomed. A dragon's challenge is not taken lightly and you, a humanoid, would surely fail any challengem whther it be brains or braun, again the wyrm laughed.

"Then maybe your hubris is too great, to underestimate a humanoid when many of your kind have fallen to the blade of a dragonslayer," came Athiyk's calm reply.

At that, the dragon didn't answer, but let forth another jet of lightning which crackled across the sky, followed by a thunderclap-like roar.

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Bimestris flew above the ruins. Storms were always filled with such furosity and a bolt of lightning was beautyful to watch dance across the sky. As she contenuied flying she noticed a human and a storm drake talking.
She flew lower to hear the voices of the two. They seemed to be challenging each other.
Bimestris flew close enough to watch but hopfuly out of site behind a cloud. She hovered there amungst(sp?) the storm and watched intently as the argument played out.