The Spire.

[DragonMasterX]

"That mark... I've seen it in the books when I visited Hong Kong..." Dorothy said, ignoring Shadow as F'Nera told the story as she looked onto the dragoness' back intently, "It imbues the bearer with power from the guardian, but it also upholds great responsability..." she smiled widely, "I think you must have done great deeds to deserve such an honor, Lady F'Nera." She giggled, clapping her claws happily.

Mar was sitting again, mid-story, and intently heard all the history before they even had been born, "Wow, that happened so long ago... You and pops used to come here?" he asked mindlessly, but independant from his curiosity, his eyes widened as he saw Nera basically strip her shirt off, and while holding her arms against her breasts he could see them nearly protuding from her sides, his ears twitching up. "An ascending dragon... on... aah-guh." He started drooling mid-sentence, watering down on the sandy ground as he stared at whatever he could see of F'Nera's impressive bosom.