Cadel

He was deep in the forest. It was cold, and Cadel was alone.It had been a tough day, and in this forest of seaweed, just in front of the mouth of the lair that led underwater, he could finally think.

Cadel did not usually stay underwater and preferred to take to the air and visit other lands along with his clanmates. But today had been a tough day, and feeling the water beneath his scales was better than going to the island above their Fishspine Reef lair and feeling the cold night air.

Then, in the dark, he saw a light. He squinted, wondering if it was just a flash of bioluminiscence or the lure of some predator preying down upon smaller fish. And then there was another pinprick, and another. And suddenly, the world around him was alight with fiery pinpricks that danced along the currents.

He stared, astonished at the phenomenon, as they swirled a graceful ballet around him, filling the world with something magical. They drew closer, and traveled away, before finally coalescing on his skin.

And suddenly he was alive, his skin burning with magic. He would never look -or feel- the same again.