Orion smiled as he flies over the plains on the opposite side of the mountain. "This is perfect." He thought to himself, smiling. "Dark and I are expecting hatchlings, and Tempest's project is expanding. As long as he doesn't harm Dark or the eggs, once their laid, I see no problem." The dragon then noticed a a group of deer and quickly grabbed four of them, on in each talon. He then started to fly back to the nest.
Clayton smiled as he worked on a painting. His business had boomed as more and more ponies took a fancy to his artwork. This certain buyer requested a painting of two dragons, or in this case Dark and Orion, flying gracefully through the air, and it was planned to be paid for and picked up tomorrow.
(Just imagine a eagle catching a fish.)