The shadow cast down by the Matriarch was greatly obscured by the lush, alternating treetops that made the forest's dense canopy. To Valdrovas, it was a beautiful sight, yet one that was far too cluttered and stuffy for her. The leader of the Blues enjoyed wide, open expanses and the refreshing chill of a cold wind against her frosty blue scales. Her mission here wasn't to enjoy the scenery or scope out turf for herself however, it was to see if any other Brood leaders had made it, and where their relations stood in this new land.

Valdrovas watched through navy eyes as tree after endless tree rolled along beneath her gliding wings. There was no way for her to see through the tangled mess of plants, and given her 86 foot length and equally massive wingspan, she was not about to land and try to pick her way through the timber. She'd either get her awkwardly large frame stuck, or annoy any resident Greens by knocking over a swath of trees in her wake. At least, she figured there would be Greens here, since this was not the kind of habitat that most Reds and Blues flourished in. Valdrovas tilted her nearly-white wings downward to bring her closer to the tops of the trees, flying daringly close so that when she parted her long, fang adorned jaws, the ensuing roar would surely be heard by any and all within several miles of her. It was a call to any dragons in the area, and coming from a Matriarch, she expected prompt response from anyone close enough to register it.

A small herd of deer were gathered in a clearing deep in the forest. They seemed so peaceful, three does and four fawns. Their hooves were silent in the growth beneath them, their eyes ever watchful for predators. They had not sensed the danger of the newly arrived dragons yet, so for now, they happily munched away on the low-lying forest plants.

A seemingly unlikely predator was watching them, though: a Merlin. There was something different about this small falcon, though; she was more green in coloration than blue, and her eyes were slit-pupil and orange. For any dragon, these features might give away that she too was a dragon. But the deer didn't know that, and that was all that mattered.

In a split second, the deer suddenly found themselves in danger. Not from Ajatar's vines creeping slowly toward them, but from a loud roar at the forest's edge. And in yet another split second, they bolted, escaping the trap.

Ajatar had lost her catch. She didn't seem too worried though, as this hunt was purely for sport. Forgetting about the deer, the dragon, still in falcon form, rose up out of the forest on strong wings, where she transformed into her true form: a forest-green dragon, accented with purple, and with a natural helmet-like structure covering her long face. First beating her wings to gain speed, she then spread them out to their full 90-foot span as she let the air currents do the work for her. Spotting a large blue dragon beneath her, she circled around and landed effortlessly next to the massive beast. It didn't take long for the Green Brood Matriarch to guess who this visitor was. "Ah, you must be the Blue Brood Matriarch, am I right?" Her voice was soothing; being so close to her forest calmed her down. "I am Matriarch Ajatar of the Green Brood. I welcome you to my home." She waited, her bright eyes fixed on Valdrovas, as she waited for the Blue Matriarch to respond. Surely she was here for a reason. Of course, she might just be exploring. Either way, she could definitely be a vital ally if everything went well.

Valdrovas had found an opening in the forest where a once great tree had fallen and flattened the others around it. It was massive enough that it left plenty of room for the large Blue to glide down and alight in the clearing without catching her wings on any branches. She took this break from flying to stretch out a bit and observe the plant life in the area, to see what familiar flora she could see while she waited for any response to her call. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the crash of several bodies plunging through underbrush, not knowing that these were a group of deer that she'd inadvertently scared away from Ajatar's hunt. She didn't take much notice of the falcon until it transformed - then the Matriarch turned her head up and squinted her eyes against the sun to pick out the other's appearance. 'A Green. And a big one at that...' Valdrovas remained still and calm as Ajatar circled and then landed near her.

"Matriarch Ajatar." The Blue dipped her long muzzle down in a courteous gesture, without letting her dark eyes stray away from the other. "Yes, I am Matriarch Valdrovas. This seems a very fitting home for your Brood.." She let her eyes slip away long enough to throw a glance at the woodlands that surrounded them, "I appreciate you taking time to speak with me. I was concerned over how many of our kind had made it to Eltica, and I must say I'm pleased to find another Brood in the area."

Ajatar protected her forest very ardently, and if anybody were to knock down a single tree, they'd be in for some trouble. Every tree had a story. There were some larger trees that had been here for hundreds of years and had endured harsh weather but still survived. This forest was sacred to Ajatar and the entire Green Brood.

Ajatar was thankful that Valdrovas was careful in her landing, leaving the trees undamaged. Upon Valdrovas' bow, Ajatar followed it with her own deep bow. "It is wonderful to meet you, Matriarch Valdrovas. I had worried that your Brood hadn't made it. I'm thankful that the Blue Brood survived alongside us, but...so many...so many have fallen." She looked down at the massive fallen tree. Once a great entity, the tree now rested pitifully on its side. All things came to an end, whether they were the huge tree or the majority of the dragons. But she also noticed the shoots near the dead tree where new life grew. A glimmer of hope.
"Matriarch Valdrovas, I have not yet seen a single human near my forest, nor anywhere else, for that matter. I am very curious about them. I wonder if they pose a threat to us, or perhaps they may be our friends...?" This topic led to a question, "Have you witnessed any humans since you arrived here?"