The golden sun was beginning to set awkening the basking dragon as he felt the air lose the sun's warmth. His azure blue colored eyes gazed over the ocean terrace when a low but nearby rumble caught his attention. His ears perked up and he turned looking back into the mountains and saw a powerful storm heading in. The dragon stood his cobalt and sapphire scales gleaming in the last rays of light as she stretched for and flexed his wings. "Don't need to be caught out here while it's raining but I don't need to rush either. " He chuckled as a sly grin crossed his scaled mouth. "I think I'll race the storm home." he said before his back legs hunched and he kicked off the basking rocks. His wings erupted out and rotated quickly lifting him higher into the rain scented air. Free as a bird and as careless as the wind, he grinned. Lightning struck the mountains a mile or so near him and he chuckled. "Awwww someone is angry that they are being beaten." He said triumphantly. Artwork is ©to me Aubrey M. Mills