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@/Tirtouga678, hello! would you be comfortable writing lore for him? he's already got a lil blurb, but i'd like to have it expanded/redone and my writing skills arent the best. his current lore is in the 'about' tab!
@/Tirtouga678, hello! would you be comfortable writing lore for him? he's already got a lil blurb, but i'd like to have it expanded/redone and my writing skills arent the best. his current lore is in the 'about' tab!
@DragonCloudBurst
Okay, thanks
@kkatharsis
Hi there, I tried the link but it says "invalid character" or something along those lines - would it be possible to PM the info or post it here? Thank you :)
Okay, thanks
@kkatharsis
Hi there, I tried the link but it says "invalid character" or something along those lines - would it be possible to PM the info or post it here? Thank you :)
@DragonCloudBurst
Okay, thanks
@kkatharsis
Hi there, I tried the link but it says "invalid character" or something along those lines - would it be possible to PM the info or post it here? Thank you :)
Okay, thanks
@kkatharsis
Hi there, I tried the link but it says "invalid character" or something along those lines - would it be possible to PM the info or post it here? Thank you :)
Tirtouga | FR +16 | she/her
@/Tirtouga678, shoot, sorry about that. I'll pm you!
@/Tirtouga678, shoot, sorry about that. I'll pm you!
@DragonCloudBurst @kkatharsis
HELLO I AM SO SORRY THAT YOUR PIECES ARE NOT DONE
My exams end on the 16th, and hopefully I can finish both somewhere around that time.
HELLO I AM SO SORRY THAT YOUR PIECES ARE NOT DONE
My exams end on the 16th, and hopefully I can finish both somewhere around that time.
@DragonCloudBurst @kkatharsis
HELLO I AM SO SORRY THAT YOUR PIECES ARE NOT DONE
My exams end on the 16th, and hopefully I can finish both somewhere around that time.
HELLO I AM SO SORRY THAT YOUR PIECES ARE NOT DONE
My exams end on the 16th, and hopefully I can finish both somewhere around that time.
Tirtouga | FR +16 | she/her
@Tirtouga678 It’s ok, I understand! Lately, I’ve also been bad at finishing commissions.
@Tirtouga678 It’s ok, I understand! Lately, I’ve also been bad at finishing commissions.
eyayah | art shop
@DragonCloudBurst
YOUR. LORE. IS. FINALLY. DONE. I AM SO SORRY GOSH
It was a bit hard for me to write 1000 words on Radiantdawn caring for her mate, so I mixed it with why she was caring for her mate in the first place - I hope you don't mind? This is really, really late, so PWYW or take it for free, I guess...
~lore below~
Day 1?
Dear Diary,
I’m Pippa. Nice to meet you! Radiantdawn suggested I write this - she says I should have an outlet to express myself when I’m not talking to anyone. So here I am! Oh, Radiantdawn’s my mate. She’s not here at the moment, I know she’d like to write something if she were. I’m not sure what to say, so I’ll end this entry here - I’m excited to continue this, though!?
Pippa
He puts down the quill, closing the book with a satisfying snap. The book, with an embossed golden cover, glimmers in the faint lamplight, as he pushes it aside to glance at the star-studded night sky. All is well, as another silent night prevails.
Day 2
Dear Diary,
I’m back again! You know, something interesting happened today. I was patrolling our borders, when I spotted a dragon from a neighbouring clan inside our territory! You can’t imagine how mad I was. After all, this hasn’t been the first time we’ve spotted them where they’re not supposed to be. But it wasn’t that bad today, as the dragon who wandered into our boundaries was clearly still small and learning the geography of the land. Besides, she immediately went back into her own territory when I explained that she had strayed into our land. There’s no use continuing to fume about it, after all it’s already over. Hey, did you know that Radiantdawn and I are celebrating our anniversary in five days? I can’t wait! How time flies - I remember just meeting her for the first time the other day!
Pippa
The sound of the door opening shakes Pippa out of his reverie, and carefully stowing the diary away, the Skydancer bounds to greet his mate, who smiles and gently nuzzles him. All is well still, even though it’s pouring outside.
Day 3
Dear Diary,
It’s happened again. There were three reported incursions today, all from the same clan. The insolence of them! But on a happier note, I’ve been browsing for an anniversary gift for Radiantdawn. I might just have found one, but I’m going to surreptitiously sneak in a question to Radiantdawn about what colour she would prefer. Hey, of course it’s going to be really subtle - maybe something like “If I were to get you a new cape, what colour would you like?” I’ve got to go now, see you tomorrow!
Pippa
His claws tap quietly on the table as he thinks about just how, exactly, is he going to ask that question. Should he bring it up while talking about clothes… or…
Day 4
Dear Diary,
I bought the cape! I just know it’s going to look beautiful on her - it’s this brown jester cape that compliments her colours. But it almost got ransacked by this weird dragon that suddenly barged in and started snapping at everyone! It was rather frightening, to be honest, especially since that dragon had managed to sneak past our guards and probably came from another neighbouring clan. Are they actually trying to invade us? That can’t be good… Also, the anniversary celebration is in two days, I’m kind of nervous but excited at the same time!
Pippa
With a worried expression, he searches the rapidly darkening sky for his mate’s graceful form. Hopefully, everything will be alright soon… Then he sees a lithe body block out the stars above him with its wingspan, and a relieved smile breaks across his face.
Day 5
He flaps his wings, as he weaves nimbly through the turbulent air currents that make up the Cloudsong. Wind sings all around him, lifting him up and propelling him forward, as he starts to patrol. Eagle eyes scanning his surroundings, he circles once, twice around his home. As he is about to call it a day, he notices a speck of movement down below.
Folding his wings, he dives down, the skirling and whistling of air currents enveloping his senses. Eyes narrowing, he spots the dragon trying to flee. It is obvious, now, that the dragon had been wilfully trespassing. Pippa screeches to a halt in front of the huge Imperial. “Sorry, you’re walking within our borders. I believe you’re from the neighbouring clan? Would you like me to escort you back?”
The Imperial roars with laughter, teeth glinting evilly in the afternoon sun. The laugh seems to shake the whole world, and the winds around them howl back in response. “Trespassing? TRESPASSING? Who do you think you are?” Pippa says nothing, but braces himself. “I am a high-ranking official of the Decorus Sect! And who are you to order me around?”
“This is my clan. And you are trespassing on our skies. Please leave immediately, unless you have some business with us?” The Imperial growls again, baring yellow-stained fangs.
“You refuse to let me pass. Therefore… you must be eliminated…”
Pippa frowns, not understanding. Before he can react, the Imperial is already barrelling towards him, grabbing him with sharp, wicked claws. They plunge towards the ground, the smaller Skydancer struggling fruitlessly before being ruthlessly tackled into the dirt. Pippa feebly twitches, limbs flailing, haphazard bolts of earth magic striking his assailant. Finally, the Skydancer, tiny in comparison to the yellow Imperial, falls still.
Day 13
Dear Diary,
I’m Radiantdawn. Might not have been the person you were expecting, but Pippa’s been out for quite a few days. He got into a border dispute the day after his last entry and due to wound infections had to amputate his front legs. He’s learning to use his prosthetics now, but I fear it will take a while…
Radiantdawn
His eyes opened woozily. When… Immediately, a familiar energy signature was next to him, worried gaze upon him. “Hey ‘Dawn,” he whispered. Even trying to speak was painful. Must have been because he screamed his voice out over the last few days…
“Sorry…”
“There’s nothing to be sorry for.” Radiantdawn insisted, shaking her head and grasping his frail limb with her claws. Pippa felt disconnected, like he was watching all this unfold from outside his body. Prosthetics…? When did I get them…? Then he remembered. The fight had taken a toll on him. Infection had snatched his front limbs forever, to be replaced by cool, engraved metal.
His head thunked back against the headboard of the bed. It hurt, but couldn’t compare to the gaping hole in his heart. He felt so empty.
So, so empty…
The soothing presence of Radiantdawn grounded him. As she tenderly groomed his battered wings, changing the bandages all over him, and making sure the prosthetics were working fine, his eyes continued to grow heavier and heavier.
Eventually, under Radiantdawn’s gentle touch, Pippa slipped back into slumber.
Day 31
Dear Diary,
I’m back. Pippa, I mean. It’s been a long while, and I really can’t believe I was lying comatose on our anniversary, but at least I’m fine now, I guess. Well, as fine as a partial amputee who is still adapting to his prosthetics can be, anyway. I don’t mean to sound grumpy, but to be honest when I first woke up and saw stumps where my front legs were supposed to be, I panicked. I was so scared, I feel I screamed my lungs out. But Radiantdawn was always there for me. Through the whole recovery process, she was supporting me all the way, helping me do the simplest of things when I couldn’t manage…
I can’t say enough how lucky I am to have her in my life.
I love her so, so much.
Pippa
Radiantdawn slowly padded up behind him. A fond smile spread across Pippa’s face, as he greeted his mate warmly. Everything seemed to be on track again.
"I love you."
YOUR. LORE. IS. FINALLY. DONE. I AM SO SORRY GOSH
It was a bit hard for me to write 1000 words on Radiantdawn caring for her mate, so I mixed it with why she was caring for her mate in the first place - I hope you don't mind? This is really, really late, so PWYW or take it for free, I guess...
~lore below~
Day 1?
Dear Diary,
I’m Pippa. Nice to meet you! Radiantdawn suggested I write this - she says I should have an outlet to express myself when I’m not talking to anyone. So here I am! Oh, Radiantdawn’s my mate. She’s not here at the moment, I know she’d like to write something if she were. I’m not sure what to say, so I’ll end this entry here - I’m excited to continue this, though!?
Pippa
He puts down the quill, closing the book with a satisfying snap. The book, with an embossed golden cover, glimmers in the faint lamplight, as he pushes it aside to glance at the star-studded night sky. All is well, as another silent night prevails.
Day 2
Dear Diary,
I’m back again! You know, something interesting happened today. I was patrolling our borders, when I spotted a dragon from a neighbouring clan inside our territory! You can’t imagine how mad I was. After all, this hasn’t been the first time we’ve spotted them where they’re not supposed to be. But it wasn’t that bad today, as the dragon who wandered into our boundaries was clearly still small and learning the geography of the land. Besides, she immediately went back into her own territory when I explained that she had strayed into our land. There’s no use continuing to fume about it, after all it’s already over. Hey, did you know that Radiantdawn and I are celebrating our anniversary in five days? I can’t wait! How time flies - I remember just meeting her for the first time the other day!
Pippa
The sound of the door opening shakes Pippa out of his reverie, and carefully stowing the diary away, the Skydancer bounds to greet his mate, who smiles and gently nuzzles him. All is well still, even though it’s pouring outside.
Day 3
Dear Diary,
It’s happened again. There were three reported incursions today, all from the same clan. The insolence of them! But on a happier note, I’ve been browsing for an anniversary gift for Radiantdawn. I might just have found one, but I’m going to surreptitiously sneak in a question to Radiantdawn about what colour she would prefer. Hey, of course it’s going to be really subtle - maybe something like “If I were to get you a new cape, what colour would you like?” I’ve got to go now, see you tomorrow!
Pippa
His claws tap quietly on the table as he thinks about just how, exactly, is he going to ask that question. Should he bring it up while talking about clothes… or…
Day 4
Dear Diary,
I bought the cape! I just know it’s going to look beautiful on her - it’s this brown jester cape that compliments her colours. But it almost got ransacked by this weird dragon that suddenly barged in and started snapping at everyone! It was rather frightening, to be honest, especially since that dragon had managed to sneak past our guards and probably came from another neighbouring clan. Are they actually trying to invade us? That can’t be good… Also, the anniversary celebration is in two days, I’m kind of nervous but excited at the same time!
Pippa
With a worried expression, he searches the rapidly darkening sky for his mate’s graceful form. Hopefully, everything will be alright soon… Then he sees a lithe body block out the stars above him with its wingspan, and a relieved smile breaks across his face.
Day 5
He flaps his wings, as he weaves nimbly through the turbulent air currents that make up the Cloudsong. Wind sings all around him, lifting him up and propelling him forward, as he starts to patrol. Eagle eyes scanning his surroundings, he circles once, twice around his home. As he is about to call it a day, he notices a speck of movement down below.
Folding his wings, he dives down, the skirling and whistling of air currents enveloping his senses. Eyes narrowing, he spots the dragon trying to flee. It is obvious, now, that the dragon had been wilfully trespassing. Pippa screeches to a halt in front of the huge Imperial. “Sorry, you’re walking within our borders. I believe you’re from the neighbouring clan? Would you like me to escort you back?”
The Imperial roars with laughter, teeth glinting evilly in the afternoon sun. The laugh seems to shake the whole world, and the winds around them howl back in response. “Trespassing? TRESPASSING? Who do you think you are?” Pippa says nothing, but braces himself. “I am a high-ranking official of the Decorus Sect! And who are you to order me around?”
“This is my clan. And you are trespassing on our skies. Please leave immediately, unless you have some business with us?” The Imperial growls again, baring yellow-stained fangs.
“You refuse to let me pass. Therefore… you must be eliminated…”
Pippa frowns, not understanding. Before he can react, the Imperial is already barrelling towards him, grabbing him with sharp, wicked claws. They plunge towards the ground, the smaller Skydancer struggling fruitlessly before being ruthlessly tackled into the dirt. Pippa feebly twitches, limbs flailing, haphazard bolts of earth magic striking his assailant. Finally, the Skydancer, tiny in comparison to the yellow Imperial, falls still.
Day 13
Dear Diary,
I’m Radiantdawn. Might not have been the person you were expecting, but Pippa’s been out for quite a few days. He got into a border dispute the day after his last entry and due to wound infections had to amputate his front legs. He’s learning to use his prosthetics now, but I fear it will take a while…
Radiantdawn
His eyes opened woozily. When… Immediately, a familiar energy signature was next to him, worried gaze upon him. “Hey ‘Dawn,” he whispered. Even trying to speak was painful. Must have been because he screamed his voice out over the last few days…
“Sorry…”
“There’s nothing to be sorry for.” Radiantdawn insisted, shaking her head and grasping his frail limb with her claws. Pippa felt disconnected, like he was watching all this unfold from outside his body. Prosthetics…? When did I get them…? Then he remembered. The fight had taken a toll on him. Infection had snatched his front limbs forever, to be replaced by cool, engraved metal.
His head thunked back against the headboard of the bed. It hurt, but couldn’t compare to the gaping hole in his heart. He felt so empty.
So, so empty…
The soothing presence of Radiantdawn grounded him. As she tenderly groomed his battered wings, changing the bandages all over him, and making sure the prosthetics were working fine, his eyes continued to grow heavier and heavier.
Eventually, under Radiantdawn’s gentle touch, Pippa slipped back into slumber.
Day 31
Dear Diary,
I’m back. Pippa, I mean. It’s been a long while, and I really can’t believe I was lying comatose on our anniversary, but at least I’m fine now, I guess. Well, as fine as a partial amputee who is still adapting to his prosthetics can be, anyway. I don’t mean to sound grumpy, but to be honest when I first woke up and saw stumps where my front legs were supposed to be, I panicked. I was so scared, I feel I screamed my lungs out. But Radiantdawn was always there for me. Through the whole recovery process, she was supporting me all the way, helping me do the simplest of things when I couldn’t manage…
I can’t say enough how lucky I am to have her in my life.
I love her so, so much.
Pippa
Radiantdawn slowly padded up behind him. A fond smile spread across Pippa’s face, as he greeted his mate warmly. Everything seemed to be on track again.
"I love you."
@DragonCloudBurst
YOUR. LORE. IS. FINALLY. DONE. I AM SO SORRY GOSH
It was a bit hard for me to write 1000 words on Radiantdawn caring for her mate, so I mixed it with why she was caring for her mate in the first place - I hope you don't mind? This is really, really late, so PWYW or take it for free, I guess...
~lore below~
Day 1?
Dear Diary,
I’m Pippa. Nice to meet you! Radiantdawn suggested I write this - she says I should have an outlet to express myself when I’m not talking to anyone. So here I am! Oh, Radiantdawn’s my mate. She’s not here at the moment, I know she’d like to write something if she were. I’m not sure what to say, so I’ll end this entry here - I’m excited to continue this, though!?
Pippa
He puts down the quill, closing the book with a satisfying snap. The book, with an embossed golden cover, glimmers in the faint lamplight, as he pushes it aside to glance at the star-studded night sky. All is well, as another silent night prevails.
Day 2
Dear Diary,
I’m back again! You know, something interesting happened today. I was patrolling our borders, when I spotted a dragon from a neighbouring clan inside our territory! You can’t imagine how mad I was. After all, this hasn’t been the first time we’ve spotted them where they’re not supposed to be. But it wasn’t that bad today, as the dragon who wandered into our boundaries was clearly still small and learning the geography of the land. Besides, she immediately went back into her own territory when I explained that she had strayed into our land. There’s no use continuing to fume about it, after all it’s already over. Hey, did you know that Radiantdawn and I are celebrating our anniversary in five days? I can’t wait! How time flies - I remember just meeting her for the first time the other day!
Pippa
The sound of the door opening shakes Pippa out of his reverie, and carefully stowing the diary away, the Skydancer bounds to greet his mate, who smiles and gently nuzzles him. All is well still, even though it’s pouring outside.
Day 3
Dear Diary,
It’s happened again. There were three reported incursions today, all from the same clan. The insolence of them! But on a happier note, I’ve been browsing for an anniversary gift for Radiantdawn. I might just have found one, but I’m going to surreptitiously sneak in a question to Radiantdawn about what colour she would prefer. Hey, of course it’s going to be really subtle - maybe something like “If I were to get you a new cape, what colour would you like?” I’ve got to go now, see you tomorrow!
Pippa
His claws tap quietly on the table as he thinks about just how, exactly, is he going to ask that question. Should he bring it up while talking about clothes… or…
Day 4
Dear Diary,
I bought the cape! I just know it’s going to look beautiful on her - it’s this brown jester cape that compliments her colours. But it almost got ransacked by this weird dragon that suddenly barged in and started snapping at everyone! It was rather frightening, to be honest, especially since that dragon had managed to sneak past our guards and probably came from another neighbouring clan. Are they actually trying to invade us? That can’t be good… Also, the anniversary celebration is in two days, I’m kind of nervous but excited at the same time!
Pippa
With a worried expression, he searches the rapidly darkening sky for his mate’s graceful form. Hopefully, everything will be alright soon… Then he sees a lithe body block out the stars above him with its wingspan, and a relieved smile breaks across his face.
Day 5
He flaps his wings, as he weaves nimbly through the turbulent air currents that make up the Cloudsong. Wind sings all around him, lifting him up and propelling him forward, as he starts to patrol. Eagle eyes scanning his surroundings, he circles once, twice around his home. As he is about to call it a day, he notices a speck of movement down below.
Folding his wings, he dives down, the skirling and whistling of air currents enveloping his senses. Eyes narrowing, he spots the dragon trying to flee. It is obvious, now, that the dragon had been wilfully trespassing. Pippa screeches to a halt in front of the huge Imperial. “Sorry, you’re walking within our borders. I believe you’re from the neighbouring clan? Would you like me to escort you back?”
The Imperial roars with laughter, teeth glinting evilly in the afternoon sun. The laugh seems to shake the whole world, and the winds around them howl back in response. “Trespassing? TRESPASSING? Who do you think you are?” Pippa says nothing, but braces himself. “I am a high-ranking official of the Decorus Sect! And who are you to order me around?”
“This is my clan. And you are trespassing on our skies. Please leave immediately, unless you have some business with us?” The Imperial growls again, baring yellow-stained fangs.
“You refuse to let me pass. Therefore… you must be eliminated…”
Pippa frowns, not understanding. Before he can react, the Imperial is already barrelling towards him, grabbing him with sharp, wicked claws. They plunge towards the ground, the smaller Skydancer struggling fruitlessly before being ruthlessly tackled into the dirt. Pippa feebly twitches, limbs flailing, haphazard bolts of earth magic striking his assailant. Finally, the Skydancer, tiny in comparison to the yellow Imperial, falls still.
Day 13
Dear Diary,
I’m Radiantdawn. Might not have been the person you were expecting, but Pippa’s been out for quite a few days. He got into a border dispute the day after his last entry and due to wound infections had to amputate his front legs. He’s learning to use his prosthetics now, but I fear it will take a while…
Radiantdawn
His eyes opened woozily. When… Immediately, a familiar energy signature was next to him, worried gaze upon him. “Hey ‘Dawn,” he whispered. Even trying to speak was painful. Must have been because he screamed his voice out over the last few days…
“Sorry…”
“There’s nothing to be sorry for.” Radiantdawn insisted, shaking her head and grasping his frail limb with her claws. Pippa felt disconnected, like he was watching all this unfold from outside his body. Prosthetics…? When did I get them…? Then he remembered. The fight had taken a toll on him. Infection had snatched his front limbs forever, to be replaced by cool, engraved metal.
His head thunked back against the headboard of the bed. It hurt, but couldn’t compare to the gaping hole in his heart. He felt so empty.
So, so empty…
The soothing presence of Radiantdawn grounded him. As she tenderly groomed his battered wings, changing the bandages all over him, and making sure the prosthetics were working fine, his eyes continued to grow heavier and heavier.
Eventually, under Radiantdawn’s gentle touch, Pippa slipped back into slumber.
Day 31
Dear Diary,
I’m back. Pippa, I mean. It’s been a long while, and I really can’t believe I was lying comatose on our anniversary, but at least I’m fine now, I guess. Well, as fine as a partial amputee who is still adapting to his prosthetics can be, anyway. I don’t mean to sound grumpy, but to be honest when I first woke up and saw stumps where my front legs were supposed to be, I panicked. I was so scared, I feel I screamed my lungs out. But Radiantdawn was always there for me. Through the whole recovery process, she was supporting me all the way, helping me do the simplest of things when I couldn’t manage…
I can’t say enough how lucky I am to have her in my life.
I love her so, so much.
Pippa
Radiantdawn slowly padded up behind him. A fond smile spread across Pippa’s face, as he greeted his mate warmly. Everything seemed to be on track again.
"I love you."
YOUR. LORE. IS. FINALLY. DONE. I AM SO SORRY GOSH
It was a bit hard for me to write 1000 words on Radiantdawn caring for her mate, so I mixed it with why she was caring for her mate in the first place - I hope you don't mind? This is really, really late, so PWYW or take it for free, I guess...
~lore below~
Day 1?
Dear Diary,
I’m Pippa. Nice to meet you! Radiantdawn suggested I write this - she says I should have an outlet to express myself when I’m not talking to anyone. So here I am! Oh, Radiantdawn’s my mate. She’s not here at the moment, I know she’d like to write something if she were. I’m not sure what to say, so I’ll end this entry here - I’m excited to continue this, though!?
Pippa
He puts down the quill, closing the book with a satisfying snap. The book, with an embossed golden cover, glimmers in the faint lamplight, as he pushes it aside to glance at the star-studded night sky. All is well, as another silent night prevails.
Day 2
Dear Diary,
I’m back again! You know, something interesting happened today. I was patrolling our borders, when I spotted a dragon from a neighbouring clan inside our territory! You can’t imagine how mad I was. After all, this hasn’t been the first time we’ve spotted them where they’re not supposed to be. But it wasn’t that bad today, as the dragon who wandered into our boundaries was clearly still small and learning the geography of the land. Besides, she immediately went back into her own territory when I explained that she had strayed into our land. There’s no use continuing to fume about it, after all it’s already over. Hey, did you know that Radiantdawn and I are celebrating our anniversary in five days? I can’t wait! How time flies - I remember just meeting her for the first time the other day!
Pippa
The sound of the door opening shakes Pippa out of his reverie, and carefully stowing the diary away, the Skydancer bounds to greet his mate, who smiles and gently nuzzles him. All is well still, even though it’s pouring outside.
Day 3
Dear Diary,
It’s happened again. There were three reported incursions today, all from the same clan. The insolence of them! But on a happier note, I’ve been browsing for an anniversary gift for Radiantdawn. I might just have found one, but I’m going to surreptitiously sneak in a question to Radiantdawn about what colour she would prefer. Hey, of course it’s going to be really subtle - maybe something like “If I were to get you a new cape, what colour would you like?” I’ve got to go now, see you tomorrow!
Pippa
His claws tap quietly on the table as he thinks about just how, exactly, is he going to ask that question. Should he bring it up while talking about clothes… or…
Day 4
Dear Diary,
I bought the cape! I just know it’s going to look beautiful on her - it’s this brown jester cape that compliments her colours. But it almost got ransacked by this weird dragon that suddenly barged in and started snapping at everyone! It was rather frightening, to be honest, especially since that dragon had managed to sneak past our guards and probably came from another neighbouring clan. Are they actually trying to invade us? That can’t be good… Also, the anniversary celebration is in two days, I’m kind of nervous but excited at the same time!
Pippa
With a worried expression, he searches the rapidly darkening sky for his mate’s graceful form. Hopefully, everything will be alright soon… Then he sees a lithe body block out the stars above him with its wingspan, and a relieved smile breaks across his face.
Day 5
He flaps his wings, as he weaves nimbly through the turbulent air currents that make up the Cloudsong. Wind sings all around him, lifting him up and propelling him forward, as he starts to patrol. Eagle eyes scanning his surroundings, he circles once, twice around his home. As he is about to call it a day, he notices a speck of movement down below.
Folding his wings, he dives down, the skirling and whistling of air currents enveloping his senses. Eyes narrowing, he spots the dragon trying to flee. It is obvious, now, that the dragon had been wilfully trespassing. Pippa screeches to a halt in front of the huge Imperial. “Sorry, you’re walking within our borders. I believe you’re from the neighbouring clan? Would you like me to escort you back?”
The Imperial roars with laughter, teeth glinting evilly in the afternoon sun. The laugh seems to shake the whole world, and the winds around them howl back in response. “Trespassing? TRESPASSING? Who do you think you are?” Pippa says nothing, but braces himself. “I am a high-ranking official of the Decorus Sect! And who are you to order me around?”
“This is my clan. And you are trespassing on our skies. Please leave immediately, unless you have some business with us?” The Imperial growls again, baring yellow-stained fangs.
“You refuse to let me pass. Therefore… you must be eliminated…”
Pippa frowns, not understanding. Before he can react, the Imperial is already barrelling towards him, grabbing him with sharp, wicked claws. They plunge towards the ground, the smaller Skydancer struggling fruitlessly before being ruthlessly tackled into the dirt. Pippa feebly twitches, limbs flailing, haphazard bolts of earth magic striking his assailant. Finally, the Skydancer, tiny in comparison to the yellow Imperial, falls still.
Day 13
Dear Diary,
I’m Radiantdawn. Might not have been the person you were expecting, but Pippa’s been out for quite a few days. He got into a border dispute the day after his last entry and due to wound infections had to amputate his front legs. He’s learning to use his prosthetics now, but I fear it will take a while…
Radiantdawn
His eyes opened woozily. When… Immediately, a familiar energy signature was next to him, worried gaze upon him. “Hey ‘Dawn,” he whispered. Even trying to speak was painful. Must have been because he screamed his voice out over the last few days…
“Sorry…”
“There’s nothing to be sorry for.” Radiantdawn insisted, shaking her head and grasping his frail limb with her claws. Pippa felt disconnected, like he was watching all this unfold from outside his body. Prosthetics…? When did I get them…? Then he remembered. The fight had taken a toll on him. Infection had snatched his front limbs forever, to be replaced by cool, engraved metal.
His head thunked back against the headboard of the bed. It hurt, but couldn’t compare to the gaping hole in his heart. He felt so empty.
So, so empty…
The soothing presence of Radiantdawn grounded him. As she tenderly groomed his battered wings, changing the bandages all over him, and making sure the prosthetics were working fine, his eyes continued to grow heavier and heavier.
Eventually, under Radiantdawn’s gentle touch, Pippa slipped back into slumber.
Day 31
Dear Diary,
I’m back. Pippa, I mean. It’s been a long while, and I really can’t believe I was lying comatose on our anniversary, but at least I’m fine now, I guess. Well, as fine as a partial amputee who is still adapting to his prosthetics can be, anyway. I don’t mean to sound grumpy, but to be honest when I first woke up and saw stumps where my front legs were supposed to be, I panicked. I was so scared, I feel I screamed my lungs out. But Radiantdawn was always there for me. Through the whole recovery process, she was supporting me all the way, helping me do the simplest of things when I couldn’t manage…
I can’t say enough how lucky I am to have her in my life.
I love her so, so much.
Pippa
Radiantdawn slowly padded up behind him. A fond smile spread across Pippa’s face, as he greeted his mate warmly. Everything seemed to be on track again.
"I love you."
Tirtouga | FR +16 | she/her