Whisper

Whisper Of Past Lifes

Whisper

Bumper had given a few very unique Ghost babies this litter, but none more noticeable than the dominate female that the care takers called Whisper. Her papers had her named Whisper Of Past Lifes, and the title was fitting for the very loud looking Ghost. It was the first time that Bumper had thrown a hatchling identical to the father; Echo. Her colors, her markings, she was a clone of her father, just the opposite gender.

She was the typical Ghost, hardly any emotion, rather drone like.. but at the same time she had traits that seemed not too standard.. that thankfully did not show up when they presented her for registration. She was smarter than most Ghosts, she would think about her actions. She was very dominate in personality, and rather aggressive towards her two siblings. Whisper ruled over her family with an iron fist to say the least. But at the same time, she would become very loving and affectionate to her sisters, confusing them in a way that normally resulted in them being punished for not showing their respect properly later on. Bumper, and the other hatchlings alike did not like Whisper, they seemed almost nervous around her, for some odd reason.

Not many people enjoyed working with Ghosts due to their emotionless state, the way their eyes just looked at a person.. they had no soul. But there was something off even more about Whisper. Her eyes held something, Or many things. She seemed to bounce more and more between a dominate smart hatchling, to a more submissive and normal Ghost. There was talk that the female had two personalities, or maybe that her name rang true and she was possessed by something.

Needless to say when it came time to wean and get the babes up for sale.. some of those rumors proved true to an extent. Handlers had entered the cages, each picking up one of the hatchlings and placing them into the carriers. But before anyone could grab Whisper, she began to act strange. Her head twisted side ways, and she began to make odd clicking, hissing, and gurgling noises. Her body began to twist around the floor, crawling side ways towards people. It unnerved almost all of the handlers, but one brave soul managed to pick her up by the tail and toss her into the carrier. Though the movement stopped, the strange and rather creepy noise continued.

The room was silent, no one said a thing as the few remaining people hauled the hatchlings up to the cage room. All that could be heard was the strange sounds that Whisper made. When it came time to dump her into the sale cage, it was done quickly as possible. She didn't crawl around, but kept making the same sounds with the weird head tilt.

So far, everyone believed that this little dragon did in fact, have whispers of long dead souls within her.