Big Salmon Lake Youngblood

After their departure the next step in Damien's agenda was to find a suitable place to settle down for a few months before the next big strage of the revolution could start. He needed a spacious, generous place to provide for them shelter and sustenance for a few months, for he expected many to join the ranks of what he envisioned would become the true bastion of the Melonii legacy.

Moving west Damien found naught but vast pastures and plains. Nothing like what he was looking for as a man accustomed to the ever-present coverage of a thick forest. But still he persisted and pushed further west until he found yet another lake from the distance. At that point he knew he wouldn't find anything different until he reached the moonspear range. And so he turned to go back to his lover, tired after hours of walking, but then the wind blew from behind and his lungs drew in her scent.

Dark blue nightmare eyes popped in his memory and the dark prince slowed down to a halt. Charon's daughter. And it only took getting closer to the lake to find her freshening her toes at the stoney shore. So... I take it you're just as tough as you think you are and this Drogon has been found, he simply said. Looking at her from atop a large rock as he approached from behind, and his curiosity was genuine.