Roxanne (http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/087/7/8/Vampire_Sexy_Vamp_by_AmeliaG.jpg) awoke in her room, tucked away comfortably at the end of the dragon stables. She stretched and yawned, pearly white fangs shining in the moonlight that leaked through her darkened window pane.<br/>She rose up and quickly dressed, then briskly walked out to stalls to do her regular chores. It took her only half a moment to realize dragons were missing from their stalls. She huffed, having a good idea of who'd taken them. Being a direct descendant of the elders, she knew they wouldn't approve of the dragons being out without permission. She let it go, though, knowing it was a lost cause to attempt to scold them.<br/>She walked over to her dragon, Nyx, stroking her gently. Nyx had been passed down for generations. The dark black dragons who's scales shined a deep purple in the moonlight was one of the largest and oldest dragons. She was the mother of many other wyverns here at these stables. Nyx nudged her back affectionately, a low loving growl escaping her large maw. Roxanne stood there waiting for the others to return. If they were so determined to go riding, then they could certainly help her with chores. It was only fair, seeing as how she hadn't ratted them out yet. Fair trade.