Sleeping Dragon daylight

Dawn was upon the mountain colony. Splashes of coral shone radiantly against its periwinkle backdrop as the day began to mature. Freyja was the first one awake that morning and such sights drew her from the den and into the open. Despite her curiosity she would not wander far from her family. She would wait for them to wake and enjoy the serenity of it all until that moment.

A yawn escaped her frosty lips as she emerged from the den and was greeted by the pleasant sights before her. She stayed a few paces away from the main entrance before settling onto her haunches to tip her head back to marvel at the beauty that nature had presented that early morning.