“He and the blue one are mates.” Asterin started. “They’re what?” The Crochan pointed to the blue mare huddled beside Abraxos. “He is smaller, yet he dotes on her. Nuzzles her when no one is looking.” Manon exchanged a glance with Asterin. Their mounts incessantly flirted, yes, but to mate—
KOA - 2 wyverns, loving each other
