Aximilo

Aximilo is surprisingly gentle and calm for a warrior. Training with two powerful females, Octavia and Molnum, taught him humility, while at the same time living with two orphans eased own lack of parents - though Azaen didn't break all ties with son and comes to Cameoleopardis' lair every now and then as Shemei's messenger. Not really needed as a fighter by peaceful tundra clan, he struggles to find his own place among them.
Shamelessly pushed toward Brinkley by Cameoleopardis ever since small tundra started sparring with imperial male. Mother claims they fit perfectly together, both dragons just blush at the suggestion.

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Whole clan was grazing, so tunnels of lair were unusually silent. In main hall there was only five dragons, Azaen, Mother, her mate, Hemi and Sunstreak, young coatl that brought three tundras from the pastures. In the central point of semicircle they created there was a hatchling. Youngling was silent as well, looking from one to another with those big, round eyes. Mother was first one to speak
- Well, that's definitely a problem Hemi quickly translated it with help of Sunstreak.
- So will you help? coatl male asked back with mouths of the mentioned pair.
- Well, Shemei surely won't like it. And you said his mother can't take him as well she stopped to give Hemi a breather you should come to us in the first place. Look at him, he's starving she added with slight touch of scolding, then nuzzled little thing.
- He said he couldn't find right metal... Hemi said with hesitation.
- Oh?
- Is just a way to say not want be uninvited guest Sunstreak added gifts very important.
- Are very important, my dear Hemi corrected her with gentle smile and female nodded with slight blush.
- Well, tell him not to worry. We will take care of the hatchling Cameoleopardis faced Azaen with serious look in her eyes right, Gaou?
- What? male was already too busy with curling around little imperial and letting it dig in his thick fur.
- He says, his name is Aximilo.
- We will take care of Aximilo, then.
After Cameoleopardis declaration Azaen nodded and lowered his head to nuzzle his son one last time. Then he turned around and left the hall and small imperial maw closed on Gaou's tail. Both Mother and Gaou declared Aximilo's little teeth cutest things ever.

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Aximilo raised into the air, grabbing squirming beast with him. For tundras below Bonepriests might have been really dangerous, but large imperial almost effortlessly lifted it and tossed onto the dead trees, making a mess. With his snake-like body he was unable to make sudden turn, so he flew way above to make a big circle and fall back onto the skirmishing sides. Male dove back in time to see Cameoleopardis spewing out bolt that hit second Bonepriest square into... ugh, maw. Brinkley used its confusion to tackle it down and finish it off. Aximilo had not much to do beside landing with loud thump that doubled the pace at which last enemy burrowed back to where it came from.
- Well, that settles it then Brinkley licked her paw and immediately spit out leftovers of gross opponent
- We should be moving, I saw something. I'm afraid we alarmed local centaurs.
- Oh, good. I was afraid we'd have to make a trip toward their territory Mother smiled... even more. Somehow. Smiling seemed to be default option for this particular tundra.
- Good? male sent her confused look.
- Mother believes in diplomacy. We brought some trinkets, so she hopes they'd lend us some trackers other tundra female explained.
- Yeah. Easy. Point me toward them, will you, sweetheart?
Still confused, male showed her direction and Cameoleopardis nodded, leaving her companions behind. Aximilo felt a tug on his wing and next thing he knew Brinkley was on his back, cleaning up his mane.
- Wait, we will just allow that? There's at least half dozen of them, we should...
- Don't bother. I was like that for first few months, one just gets all worried for nothing.
Imperial male skeptically looked toward group. Two large centaur males were vigorously shaking their spears and shouting.
- Shouldn't we at least go there look menacingly or something? Anything?
- Nah. Just watch. I don't get how it happens either.
Imperial tried to relax, but he remained tense - unlike the situation with centaurs. Atmosphere loosened and someone even told a joke, judging by heartily laugh. Aximilo sent Brinkley confused look
- How is that even possible?
- Heck if I know. Just wait till you see her and Shemei in one place.