Yagil

If you used one word to describe Yagil, it'd be spirited, but Yagil was so much more than that.

It was never easy to be in the Fallen Creek clan. It was simply so demanding, but it was all for the good of the group, right? Yagil understood this much. It was only too bad he didn't always apply this understanding to his actions.


Yagil tumbled out of a bush and shook his head back and forth to get rid of the leaves that had gathered in his scale. He picked himself up and glanced back and forth. Roi did say to meet here, right? Or maybe it was.... Oh, there Roi was! Of course! Like he'd get something as simple as a meeting place wrong. How absurd.

"Hey!" Yagil called out in a boisterous voice. "There you are!"

Roi groaned, "does everything you say have to be so loud?"

"Yes, yes it does." Yagil grinned crookedly at Roi. It was such an endearing smile. Roi couldn't stay mad at that.

"Anyway, I just wanted to talk to you about something." Roi shifted back and forth on his feet.

"Pft, of course! Why else would you call me out while I'm cataloging our hoard. You know how important it is." Yagil batted his eyelashes and laughed to himself. He looked so... naive.

Roi couldn't do it. Roi couldn't tell Yagil what was bothering him. Yagil wouldn't understand. Not now at least. Roi shook his head.

"Nevermind, I guess I'm just thinking too hard."

Yagil tilted his head. He knew what that meant. He knew what a lot of things meant. Other dragons frequently underestimated him and it bothered him a little. He never expected Roi to treat him the same way. He could only hope Roi would one day figure it out, so he glanced up at Roi cheekily and just said:

"That's fine! Just feel free to always let me know if you need anything!"

Lore by UnseenRangerGal