@Wakener
TAIYO
The young male Mirror grumbled to himself as he stalked through the starry undergrowth. His tail lashed, stirring up a few insects from the grasses and sending them flying into the air. This was just great. Taiyo had been sent out to "cool off" after he got into yet another argument with his cousin, Laharin, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't help how he was feeling; it was only natural that he would want his father to be King over his uncle. He deserved it more!
Momentarily blinded by his anger, he didn't notice there was anyone in front of him until he ran straight into them. "Hey!" He snapped, curling his lips back to show his sharp teeth. "Watch where you're going, would you?" Even though he was the one at fault, he needed someone to blame for his bad mood.
SHEILA
The new Coatl mother gazed down lovingly at her three newborns who suckled* blindly at her side. She had just given birth to her three beautiful babies: two girls and one boy, who were yet to be named. They seemed so tiny and helpless, and Sheila was painfully reminded of her inability to care for them. Not too long ago, the father of her kittens, Daenero, had run off on her, wanting to find a different mate and not wanting to stick around to help raise the babies he'd created. Sheila had been so upset that she'd run off, and then given birth to her babies in the hollowed-out space of an old oak tree.
Her stomach began to growl, reminding her of her own hunger. As soon as the kittens had finished nursing and were curled up, sleeping happily, Sheila got up, pulling a small pelt over them to keep them warm while she left. Then, she carefully made her way out of the tree and started off in a random direction, sniffing at the air for any sign of water.
[*I have a headcanon that some dragon species have live young and nurse them up to a certain age (mammal-like reptiles), and Coatls are one of those]
TAIYO
The young male Mirror grumbled to himself as he stalked through the starry undergrowth. His tail lashed, stirring up a few insects from the grasses and sending them flying into the air. This was just great. Taiyo had been sent out to "cool off" after he got into yet another argument with his cousin, Laharin, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't help how he was feeling; it was only natural that he would want his father to be King over his uncle. He deserved it more!
Momentarily blinded by his anger, he didn't notice there was anyone in front of him until he ran straight into them. "Hey!" He snapped, curling his lips back to show his sharp teeth. "Watch where you're going, would you?" Even though he was the one at fault, he needed someone to blame for his bad mood.
SHEILA
The new Coatl mother gazed down lovingly at her three newborns who suckled* blindly at her side. She had just given birth to her three beautiful babies: two girls and one boy, who were yet to be named. They seemed so tiny and helpless, and Sheila was painfully reminded of her inability to care for them. Not too long ago, the father of her kittens, Daenero, had run off on her, wanting to find a different mate and not wanting to stick around to help raise the babies he'd created. Sheila had been so upset that she'd run off, and then given birth to her babies in the hollowed-out space of an old oak tree.
Her stomach began to growl, reminding her of her own hunger. As soon as the kittens had finished nursing and were curled up, sleeping happily, Sheila got up, pulling a small pelt over them to keep them warm while she left. Then, she carefully made her way out of the tree and started off in a random direction, sniffing at the air for any sign of water.
[*I have a headcanon that some dragon species have live young and nurse them up to a certain age (mammal-like reptiles), and Coatls are one of those]