Ambrosia

Backstory
It's dark, it’s always dark here a bruised unnamed Coatl hissed to herself. Pain echoed through her wings and hind legs as she limped back into the shadows of the Forum of the Obscured Crescent. She could still hear her abusers roaring her 'name' and telling her to come back. Slinking along the shadows she skirted into a hidden place in the dark amphitheater. Cursing a gain she notes how these walls have seen her pain countless times. Now, she only wished she could become one of the walls. At least she could no longer feel pain, but she would have to watch more suffer.

Rounding a corner she slipped into a dark little space. She then stuffed herself into the space hurting herself more. It was a small room, but she could at least wait there until her enemies left to haunt someone else. Now she was safe she started to tend to her wounds, she had bruises and scratches mostly. Yet she had one nasty cut on her left hind leg, that bleed profusely. While she cleaned her wounds she pondered another escape plan. Her mind was full of thoughts of freedom, she wished to do badly to be free now.

With a soft sigh, she fell into an uneasy sleep. In all honest this is the first time she had slept in a few days. At frist, she was in a dreamless sleep, then she heard a chorus of voices calling to her from the dark. Her eyes opened to find herself in the middle a mushroom ring. The blue glow of the fungus helping her make out the shapes of about ten Nocturnes. All of the dragons were hooded and all chanted in a low tone that echoed through her bones. She stepped towards the smaller dragons until her mind was filled with a vision. What she saw shocked her, it was a tree in the wind flight's territory.

As suddenly as the dream started it stopped causing her to wake up. Looking around she was in that mushroom ring, before her there was one of the Nocturne who was healing her wounds. She saw her chance and once the dragon moved she ran. Her body launching into the thick brambles with renewed strength. Once she was able took flight heading in the direction she was facing. Mentally she thanked the dragon and soon found herself in wind territory.

She wandered around for days until she saw what she thought was the tree in her vision. The flowers that adorned the branches were illuminated by little lanterns that had various prayers on them. There seemed to be a clan that lived there, and she decided to approach hoping her god would not steer her wrong. As she came closer so did another dragon quickly she flattened herself to the group. Fear clouded her mind as she expected a strike and when it did not happen the Imperial just stood there along with a few other dragons.

“Welcome to the Submerged Willow Sanctuary.” The Imperial purred her voice full of kindness.

Stunned she just looked up, until a Skydancer came close. the dragoness led her to the pools that formed in the tree's roots. In a kind tone, the dragoness told her she saw her coming. The Coatl was shocked, how was she a seer? Her voice shaking she asked "How did you know?"

"I'm a seer, the gods speak to me through ancient energies most can no longer tap into."

She was silent, but she understood. She had a home the Shadowbinder had made sure she was safe. The Skydancer smiled asking her what her name is. She had never named herself because she could not think of a good name. Suddenly she looked up saying, "My name is Ambrosia."

"That is a beautiful name, welcome home." The other stood and beckoned purring, "Come, meet your clanmates we have been waiting for you."

She was lead into the lair and thoroughly welcomed, in all of her days she had never met such kind souls.

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