Desert Hope
akimere giggled as she wriggled out from under his wing.
Tugela tonguing [word sketch]
akimere nodded and started to lower her altitude, heading for a patch of soft grass by the small river. she stretched her wings and arched her back when she landed.
Darahken Passions [word sketch]
akimere loved this time of day. the heat of the noon was no longer oppressive, and the cold of the coming night was yet to seep into the stones on which she was lounging.