Hewwo! So.. since FR is two hours behind me, I'm gonna count yeserday's lore as the 14th, which is what FR counts it as,, So technically this is the second lore in one day but,, whatever. 15TH! Day two, in FR standards!!
Enough with the babbling. Let's get to the lore.
Ece
Dragon's Role or Job
Ece is a hunter, perhaps one of the best in the clan. This fact is rather harmless at surface value but once upon a time Ece was only a simple forager, picking edible berries or digging up herbs for consumption. It's odd to think a dragon who had spent most of his training years preparing to be a forager is now one of the best hunters, there'd been rumors that he'd been taking hunting lessons from another dragon but.. who?
Mate or Potential Mate
Auxilium, without a doubt. There is no need for any other explanation. Auxilium is his mate, he is her mate. It is as simple as that. Nothing further to explain, no story to be told, things have been perfectly well between them as long as anyone can remember. If anything many use their mate-ship as an inspiration, as something to go by, something they themselves cannot wait to be part of. They are perfect, they've never had any rough patches that anyone knows of, no one has ever seen them bicker, act odd, they are perfect.
No further questions should be asked. Why question their happy, perfect lifestyle?
Everyone should want something like they have.
It was simply
meant to be.
Dream Familiar
Ece didn't care much for pets or non-dragon companions. He's never been seen to have one, or to want one.. Though, he has been seen sneaking off towards the swampland, in fact he did so quite often during his adolescence.. Odd, but probably trivial. He doesn't have a familiar, simple as that, he never cared to have one.
Dream Apparel
Ece had never been big on apparel. Of course he had nothing against it, in fact many dragons looked quite appealing in it but overall, he could care less. Perhaps something small or minor he'd wear on occasion but overall, he prefers the natural look.
The Lore
Oh, Ece, quiet, obedient little Ece. He was a perfect hatchling, an absolute darling of a hatchling, all of his caretakers adored taking care of the little dragon simply because he was so tame. He never got into fights with the other dragons, if anything he was a bit of a loner but still, he was the dream for any dragon to have to watch-over. Minimal talking, quiet, observing eyes, he was such a peaceful little thing growing up-- and as he grew, that didn't change too much.
Ece had grown more solitary as time went on but it wasn't anything too strange, he'd still eat and cooperate with others in the clan, still made minor conversation, no one noticed the young dragon's lack of companions because he seemed quite content that way. Upon being trained to become a forager he had absolutely no problems that could be reported from his mentor, he was a perfect student, it was almost strange. Perfect. Excellence. Such a good, good dragon.
So, so, good.
Perfect.
Wasn't he perfect?
Hobbies weren't the sort of thing Ece was interested in, at least not until he was nearly an adult. The majority of his days were spent learning more about the various fruits and vegetation he dealt with, learning what was safe for dragon consumption and what was better left for healing potions of the such. He was easily making his way towards being one of the best specialists in the clan when it came to digging up special herbs or berries--- but that changed.
He met
Auxilium, his mate. Well, he'd met her long ago, they'd grown up together as hatchlings but back in those days they hadn't been much. They'd made small conversation on occasion but never anything larger, as when adolescence hit she was meant to be caretaker of the hatchlings, not a forager. Somewhere along the line, things changed. Their paths intertwined and ever since Ece's life had changed---
He made the moves, all of them.
It started as nothing more than a 'crush', if that was what it could be called. She would make a gorgeous mate, nothing more. She was supposed to become the newest caretaker of the hatchling, she was perfect mating material, she would be good-- no?
That was all it was meant to be and yet she'd grown to be something more. They'd never spoken much, nothing outside of minor conversation, entirely pointless, trivial matters and yet she caught his eyes. Was it her colors? The spark of life she had? She had something he didn't. Something he wanted. Something that made him feel, well, strange.
And a part of him despised her for that.
TO BE CONTINUED
Note to self: Love me love me love me,, theme song purposes,, that line of 'My confession seemed so fake, didn't it?' and 'from me to you'
Aaaa that's all for today! I'm proud of this so far.. I can't wait to finish it.. Sort've,, but this is a GREAT START so far,, there's to 4/15/18!!