You come to the peak of the large hill and sit to relax. Looking ahead you watch the sunset unravel before you. The clouds are sculpted by the wind and the sun paints their surfaces with lively colours. Watching the natural spectacle you put down you bag beside you. You continue to watch the show but are interupted by a strange rustling noise. You look around but you don't notice anything. You shrug it off and continue to watch the sky. After the red orb has set you reach for your bag. It's gone! Looking around before the sky is completely dark you notice tiny tracks. You follow them as quickly as possible and come to aa tiny cave. You are barely able to fit through it. Inside it is very dark, if you had your bag you could have used the flashlight. You sit, miserable, bagless and alone. Suddenly you feel something warm next to you.
"Oi! Wot yu doin' in me caive???"
Startled you squeeze through the entrance. With you comes a small dragon-like creature. It bears intricate markings, the colour of a late sunset, it also bears an angry look on its face.
"Stiupid humins alus tryin' ta get in me caive. Wotch yu wont?"
You ask the creature it it has seen your bag.
"Yu meen thees tatty old thingy?"
It holds up your bag wich is in a very sorry state.
"I cot it frum the rabbeets, they's tryin' to steel it frum sum'un, so's I nicked it off 'em. 'Ere, yu c'n 'ave eet back." he hands you the bag, "Naame's Zenith, must be of humin, sun's out and eveel thingys run in darkniss." He shuffles his wings and slips into his cave once more.
| Name | Zenith |
| Gender | Male |
| Clutch | 16 |
| Swarm | None |
"A wise man never knows all, only fools know everything."
-African Proverb-