Iylldrraen had always been impressed with the unique talents of the Winter Riders. Even after all of this time he'd spent with them, aiding them in safeguarding Winterspring, believing he truly understood them, another of their remarkable talents would be revealed. He didn't think this due to their ability to disguise him as a wintersaber, but Aelena. Her shifted form was part of the canidae family, and they had managed to disguise her just as perfectly as himself. She looked beautiful and radiant, even proud. He walked over to her and purred softly.<br/><br/>Rivern looked on, nodding his head in approval and smiling. “Remember: You are not to engage the Blue Flight until they have thoroughly engaged the goblins. Also remember that you will be on your own to and from the Blue Flight territory, until you meet with us outside of the goblin outpost. It is a treacherous path; please be careful, my brother, my sister.”<br/><br/>With that Rivern knelt low and tenderly pressed his forehead to both Aelena and Iylldrraen. Iylldrraen growled softly and dipped his head, looking over to Aelena and darting off with her into the wilderness. Were it not for their circumstances, Iylldrraen would swear this was a beautiful dream, a dream of times of peace and being carefree. He ran along so perfectly with his lover, so much so that he felt almost no fatigue at all, that the land would carry the two along together indefinitely.<br/><br/>The trees, the snow-covered land, the playful clouds in the sky; they all sped past the two as they raced to their objective, as though standing aside or darting away, knowing that these two were put in motion to rescue this land from the torment it suffered. The druid's nose was the first part to alert the druid of their destination, that potent, almost metallic smell of scales in the distance, and he abruptly slowed to a soft trot, lowering to the ground, climbing a boulder for a better vantage point. He looked down to Aelena and motioned for her to join him. There, in the distance, was the Blue Flight cave, with several guardians in motion. Thankfully, their objective was not to forcefully flush the Blue Flight out of their dwelling, the enchanted stones would do that; they were only to get their attention. Iylldrraen stood there, watching his enemy's movements, feral felidae eyes piercing the night, scanning intently for the slightest obscurity. This wasn't for him; none of it. No, it was for his lover. His Aelena. They would not be on the same side when they struck, and he was determined to ensure that there was more on his side than hers. Several long, tense moments passed before he nudged Aelena and began to move off the boulder and toward the drakes. The two would need to strike simultaneously if they were to thin the drakes down enough to cause alarm and draw out the entire Flight.<br/><br/>Iylldrraen moved off one way, taking cover behind some fallen trees, awaiting Aelena's signal that she was also ready; ready to risk life, love, and land for the sake of balance.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>