Thunder Dome I simply wander around you

It was so curious that they spoke of the dragon king as though he were a physical presence, somewhere among them, roaming the woodlands or perhaps flying overhead, but there was something about the emphasis that they put in the pronoun he that was ethereal. Anyone listening to them might falter before assuming they spoke about someone who roamed the Earth.

Noctura found this emphasis so easy and natural because it was similar to how he spoke of magic. People who hadn't heard the word "magic" before might understand its intangibility just by listening to the way in which he said it. It was not the same as when he spoke of prey, or leaves, or trees, or anything of that sort.

Such was the abstract level on which Noctura's mind could work, he didn't imagine that Zennyo Ryūō revealing himself would take an actual, physical form. After all, Asterr had seen him in her dreams, not before her waking eyes. There was a difference, even when it came to magic, but that difference was not an emotional one. He accepted that Asterr could see Zennyo Ryūō as lucidly in sleep as she could see Noctura standing before her.

The young Alpha proposed an adventure far less psychological than the one they were currently on, and Noctura's attention moved away from the dragon king and on to the king's gentle disciple. Sweet and respectable Asterr... he would of course not refuse her. That would be a first, he replied in a manner that was not sceptical but instead hopeful. The idea of finding a place of his own was almost remarkable. He made to walk once more, though of course waited until she was at his side. Faintly, he smiled.