Riot

Riot
Grim | Determined | Vindictive

She remembers it all. Every scream, flash of tooth, streak of red, flicker of flame. The burning ruins of her home, faded against the horizon, dying slowly as the sun sank below the earth. She knows why no one came. They were not meant for salvation.

Riot isn't what most would call a loving dragon. She's too terse for that. But from the moment she opened her eyes to watch her sister's egg crack down the middle, she loved Revelry with every fiber of her being, and the two were never found far apart.

It was their early days that were the hardest. There were constant skirmishes near their territory, threatening messages from neighboring inhabitants, and finally the raid on food stores that caused the delicate peace to shatter. She stood with her sister as their parents marched to battle. She heard her swear an oath. And Riot made her own promise: she would never allow anyone to make Revelry feel such pain as she had felt that night. She would never have purpose to swear those vows again. And Riot could take care of herself.

They fled the ruins of their home, the fires burning behind them like some grisly funeral pyre. They watched the only place they'd ever known be torn apart. And no one cared.

That was the day she realized there was no turning back in life. And she didn't care either.

Riot somehow endured the journey to the lands of Light. She held up Revelry while Revelry held her. And together they found their new hope.