@Blitz Boom
The air was filled with life and energy.
The wind crisp and cold with the welcoming of fresh air, tree leaves danced amidst the flow of gust from the beating wings of a Dragon. Having left his humble Tower within the Forest, thusly dubbed; 'The Draconem Archium', Calamitous soared to the skies, with sharp, amber eyes having glimpsed the ruined Castle of the Alicorn Sisters that he just so happened to flew past. There was a moment in time to have made such a ruined castle his home, though such a historic site was better off to be kept safe from harm, rather to just barge in claim as a home... For now. his attention was merely to keep his eyes focused across the dense forest, the dragon kept at an altitude height between two-thousand and five-thousand feet in the air. The feeling of freedom upon one's wings was hardly ever boring, and even gave the unique dragon the opportunity to think of the state of where he is and what ingredience for the latest batch of Alchemist supplies he'll need for such line of work.
From such a serious of thoughts and questions that encircled his mind, his eyes caught the glimpse of what appeared to be a Timber Wolf backing away and running off with it's bark tail between it's legs as it yelped away? That was certainly new. Such an event that it caught the Dragon's attention. With a slow descent, the beating of the wings gracefully as well as carefully helped to glide the dragon towards the surface below, all claws made contact with the soil, the landed causing a rather loud 'thud' which sounded the arrival of another, much more larger presence having just arrived onto the scene, and right outside the fellow dragons cave. The rumbling of the rocks, and short quake of the ground with a more harsh gust of wind was evident of the arrival.
Calamitous eyes scanned the area before him, he sniffed the air three times before his pupils dilated, and his draconic fangs brought bear. There was another dragon that had made itself a home in the Everfree Forest. His wings extended outwards, a full 40 feet at a full spread, the neck lowered down with the dragon jaw slightly opened with a dim glow hue of a dark violet glow, never before seen in a dragon before, which was made evident with the overgrone mane like spikey scales across the dragons arms, legs, tail neck and back glowed from the tips. A natural instinct whether it was to be a fight for territory, or trespass that one can witness in the wilds with animals.
"I smell you, fellow dragon... I feel your breath... I feel your air... Where are you..."