Pierce
(#25720985)
former soul-searcher, now a guard-in-training
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Fire.
Male Wildclaw
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.72 m
Wingspan
8.42 m
Weight
693.85 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Crystal
Crystal
Eldritch
Facet
Facet
Thistle
Spines
Spines
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Wildclaw
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
8
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
6
Lineage
Biography
{Quote is a w.i.p.}
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Pierce, Part 1, Volume I
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Continued from Astraeus Part 1
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Pierce, Part 1, Volume I
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Continued from Astraeus Part 1
Thunk.
Dewlap’s foot twitched, but he didn’t wake.
Thunk.
Did he hear something? Frowning, the Nocturne pulled his mantle up over his head.
Thunk.
He sighed. He did hear something. Hoisting himself up from his spot on the ground, Dewlap growled, “What now?” before freezing and widening his pale eyes.
Just outside of the shimmering bubble, was another dragon.
Dewlap could only watch as the brightly dressed stranger repeatedly tapped a single claw on its surface. Dewlap startled when his eyes wandered to the other’s head and saw large eyes...on the stranger’s hood? Were they just painted on?
The other dragon ceased tapping on the bubble that surrounded Dewlap and the others, and they turned their head to look at Dewlap before glancing behind the Nocturne.
“That’s him!”
Dewlap nearly leaped out of his own scales when he heard Bogatyr’s shout. Dewlap began panicking when the other Nocturne shouted commands to the others to wake, and even more when the bubble that he’d made started to vanish in response to his growing panic. The others were already donning their armour as they gazed after the dragon dressed in rainbows already trotting away. Dewlap waited until the others were ahead of him before pulling on his hat and mantle, and charged after them.
All five dragons were trying to run and fly as fast as they could, but the Wildclaw ahead of them was faster as he bounded away on his two strong hind legs, the longer claws on each foot digging deep into the ground as he sprinted away. Everydrake weaved between the thick trees and leaped over rocks and fallen logs as they bounded through the night.
Bogatyr snarled to Aerico, and the Spiral darted up past the Nocturne and just behind the Wildclaw, only to be knocked back by the dark tail.
“Dewlap!” Bogatyr screamed. “What are you waiting for?”
Dewlap slid to a sudden halt and raised both paws, and fired. A shimmering green wall appeared between the group and the stranger. The white and black Nocturne watched the others slam into the wall and crumpled to the ground in a small heap.
Bogatyr was the first to leap to his feet and he could only stare after the flash of rainbow as the Wildclaw finally disappeared into the dark. He glared and slowly turned his head to look back. “What was that?” he growled to Dewlap. “You were supposed to catch him, not let him escape! What are we going to tell Mudflat and Kelpbeard when we return empty-pawed?”
As the rest of the group looked at him in confusion, Dewlap lowered his paws and released his hold on the wall, making it vanish. “Apologies. I guess I just panicked and cast the wrong spell.”
Bogatyr was about to spit out another burst of anger, but Ari interrupted him with a cough. “Perhaps you’re right that it’s best that Dewlap were alone if we’re to split up,” he told Bogatyr. “I don’t mean that in any bad way, Dewlap. I just mean that you’ve been living on your own for most of your life, yes? And maybe you’re not used to being around other dragons. Would your focus improve if you were on your own?”
Dewlap quickly hid the smile that almost escaped him. “I think it would.”
Bogatyr’s expression softened when he noticed Ari glance up at him. “Okay, I guess it’s not your fault, Dewlap. It’s just that Mudflat’s been really pushing Urdin and I into catching this dragon, and we were so close this time.”
“I understand. It’s fine.”
One corner of Bogatyr’s mouth curled upwards. “Well we still have some time left. Dewlap, since you’ll be alone, Ari and I will take either Aerico or Rae with us. Everydrake agree?”
“As long as I’m not stuck with him—” Astraeus and Aerico shot glares at each other.
“Of course not,” Bogatyr grinned. “I don’t want to end up being punished if you two decide to kill each other.”
“Right then,” Ari said, turning to the orange dragon, “you’ll take Aerico, and Astraeus will come with me.”
As Aerico darted to Bogatyr’s side, Astraeus trudged up to walk with Ari. Dewlap looked after both groups as one went left and the other headed right, leaving Dewlap to stride forward.
Dewlap stepped quietly among the forest floor, using the glowing mushrooms he passed as his source of light. The only sound he could hear in the night was the soft squelching as his feet moved over the damp ground. Looking up through the trees, Dewlap glanced at the stars that dotted the sky. He stretched his black wings once, before tucking them back against his pale sides, and continued moving.
He didn’t know how much time had passed as he wandered. Did he pass this tree before? He didn’t know. They all look the same. What about that mushroom? Dewlap shook his head.
The Nocturne thought he felt the air rush behind him. He turned his head to look back, but there was nothing there. Pounding footsteps followed by another breeze came from in front of him, but saw nothing when he turned to face forward. Dewlap stiffened at the sound of crazed laughter that echoed all around him.
There. A flash of rainbow darted just ahead before vanishing again. Dewlap raised one paw and fired. A bright ball of light that shot from his palm transformed into twin streaks that snaked towards his target. Dewlap heard a shriek before something crashed to the ground, and he headed forward to investigate his catch.
The closer he got, the louder the rapid gasping became. When he reached his target, Dewlap could only stare down at the brightly dressed dragon as the stranger struggled frantically against his illuminated bonds that had wrapped around his wings and limbs.
Dewlap sighed. Snapping his claws, the bonds that held the other dragon began to disappear, and the Nocturne leaped back as the stranger’s wings suddenly spread open.
“Wait,” the Wildclaw hissed, the painted eyes on his hood seemed to stare into Dewlap’s. The Wildclaw pulled back his bright hood, and his orange eyes met the pale green of Dewlap. The stranger scrambled to his two feet and shoved his dark face into the Nocturne’s.
Dewlap tried backing up, but the younger dragon kept pushing towards him, their foreheads almost bumping. He watched the Wildclaw tilt his head one way and then the next, widening and squinting his brilliant eyes.
“Can’t see the secret source?” the Wildclaw asked. Dewlap couldn’t tell if he was asking him or himself.
“Secret source?” asked Dewlap.
The strange dragon finally stepped back and widened his eyes again. “Do you know what I am?”
“I know what we both are,” Dewlap’s answer caused the other drake’s eyes to widen even more.
A sudden burst of laughter erupted from the Wildclaw before he covered his mouth with both gloved paws. “Sorry, sorry,” he meekly apologized. Standing taller, he lunged at Dewlap again, his nose almost knocked against Dewlap’s. “Name?” he asked eagerly.
Dewlap almost fell over backwards as he tried to lean out of the Wildclaw’s face. Holding out one pale paw, the Nocturne introduced himself. “Dewlap. What’s yours?”
“Pierce,” the young drake bared every single fang in a toothy smile. He gripped Dewlap’s outstretched paw and shook it vigorously.
After Pierce had released his hold on Dewlap, the Nocturne stopped shaking. Dewlap’s eyes wandered to the bits of iron that cuffed the Wildclaw’s wings. “Ah, because of those?” he asked as he pointed.
Pierce’s gaze followed Dewlap’s claw, and the teenage dragon then dropped his grin. “No,” he said, trying to reach back, but couldn’t. He spun around several times, almost whacking Dewlap with his spiked tail.
Dewlap jumped back to avoid it. “What about your spines?”
Pierce halted and stared at him from under one arm. “That’s what everydrake else thought!” he laughed.
The pale Nocturne raised a single brow in response.
“Named for my piercing gaze,” the Wildclaw said.
Dewlap didn’t know what to say. Had this drake been born with his power?
Pierce cocked his head. “Why do you wear that?” he asked as he peered at Dewlap’s hat.
His question snapped Dewlap out of his thoughts. “Oh, I’m...a wizard.”
“Really?” Pierce then shifted his eyes back to Dewlap’s. “Is that why I can’t see your source?”
Dewlap looked away, uncomfortable. “Probably. I learned magic so that I could try to get rid of this ability.”
Pierce tilted his head again. “Why?”
The Nocturne looked back at him. “What do you mean?”
“Aren’t they beautiful? The memories? So many colours.”
“Pierce,” Dewlap began, “there’s a reason why they shouldn’t be searched. Nodrake is able to forgive us after doing it.”
“Yes! Everydrake says that.”
“Have you always lived here?”
Pierce shook his head. “Taken somewhere else,” he said. “A place where other dragons kept talking to themselves and laughing. The masters were never told about what I could see. They gave me my own room and chained my wings and feet, and wrapped my arms around me. Then one day...” his grin widened, “I saw. His mind was all I had to see to escape. He just stood there!” The Wildclaw looked all around them when he finished. “This is my home now.”
Dewlap had been staring at Pierce the entire time. “Why did you want to see? Doesn’t it...”
“Hurt? Yes. He was Earth. Felt like being crushed.”
Dewlap shuddered.
“And this Ice dragon, she made me very cold.” Pierce looked at Dewlap intensely now. “You and those other dragons are from that castle...I know the Fire one. If you’re like me, why are you with them if they hate me?”
“Pierce, it’s...” Dewlap started glancing around. “Listen,” he added quietly, “they don’t know what I am.”
“No?”
“Dewlaaaaap!” a voice called overhead.
Dewlap stiffened and lunged at Pierce, shoving the young Wildclaw into a nearby clump of bushes. “Stay in here,” he hissed. Pierce widened his eyes and nodded furiously, and Dewlap headed back to where he’d been standing. Looking up, the shapes of two dragons gliding towards him could be seen as they came in to land in front of him.
Astraeus looked to the Nocturne with round pink eyes. “Dewlap, you have to help me!”
“W-what? What’s wrong?” Dewlap stammered, not daring to glance back.
“I think I’m turning into Aerico, Ari’s war stories almost put me to sleep!”
Dewlap released a sigh as he rolled his eyes. “Um, any luck in finding that dragon, Ari?”
The elderly Fae shook his small yellow head. “Afraid not, lad. How about yourself?”
“I regret to say that it certainly hasn’t.”
Astraeus looked at him. “You’re a wizard, aren’t you? Shouldn’t you know a tracking spell of some sort?”
“You did see how fast that drake could run, right?” Dewlap pointed out curtly. “He could be too far away now.”
“Can you at least try again?” Ari pressed.
Dewlap didn’t say anything to him for a moment. Instead, he lifted his palms and whispered quietly enough to make sure the others didn’t hear his words. The Nocturne lifted his white head and dropped his paws as a green light spun around in front of his face before shooting off between and then behind Ari and Astraeus, leaving a trail behind it as it flew into the dark.
“Well?” Dewlap asked when he saw them still standing there.
A low chuckle escaped Ari. “C’mon, lad,” he said to Astraeus, “we’ll have him before sunrise!” The elderly Fae shot off after the trail of light and the pied Skydancer was close behind.
The moment they were out of his sight, Dewlap rushed to the bushes behind him and gripped Pierce’s paw in his, yanking the young Wildclaw from his hiding place.
“We have to go now,” Dewlap said as he hurried in the opposite direction, dragging the dark dragon behind him.
“HAHAHA—” Pierce laughed before covering his mouth with a free paw. “Sorry,” he apologized when he spotted Dewlap glare back at him. “Where?”
“Away from them,” the Nocturne answered.
“Are you going to stay with me?”
Dewlap skidded to an abrupt halt, causing Pierce to collide with him just before they tumbled to the ground. “OF COURSE NOT!” Dewlap howled in rage as he scrambled to his feet. “WHY IN SORNIETH WOULD I WANT TO STAY WITH SOMEDRAKE LIKE—” he stopped, his wild eyes now staring into the devastated face of Pierce.
“You hate me, too?” the Wildclaw asked quietly.
Dewlap stiffened. Had he really said...that? “Oh Pierce, no, I didn’t mean...it’s just that…” the Nocturne trailed off and he cast worried glances all around them.
“What’s wrong?” Pierce asked as he tilted his head.
Dewlap stopped when his eyes noticed a deep pawprint that had settled into the mud. He rushed closer to investigate, and released a heavy sigh of relief when he realized the print didn’t belong to a dragon he recognized.
The Nocturne chuckled. “I thought it was—”
But the last thing that he or Pierce felt was a sharp pinch between their shoulders before falling into unconsciousness.
Dewlap’s foot twitched, but he didn’t wake.
Thunk.
Did he hear something? Frowning, the Nocturne pulled his mantle up over his head.
Thunk.
He sighed. He did hear something. Hoisting himself up from his spot on the ground, Dewlap growled, “What now?” before freezing and widening his pale eyes.
Just outside of the shimmering bubble, was another dragon.
feral Pierce
Dewlap could only watch as the brightly dressed stranger repeatedly tapped a single claw on its surface. Dewlap startled when his eyes wandered to the other’s head and saw large eyes...on the stranger’s hood? Were they just painted on?
The other dragon ceased tapping on the bubble that surrounded Dewlap and the others, and they turned their head to look at Dewlap before glancing behind the Nocturne.
“That’s him!”
Dewlap nearly leaped out of his own scales when he heard Bogatyr’s shout. Dewlap began panicking when the other Nocturne shouted commands to the others to wake, and even more when the bubble that he’d made started to vanish in response to his growing panic. The others were already donning their armour as they gazed after the dragon dressed in rainbows already trotting away. Dewlap waited until the others were ahead of him before pulling on his hat and mantle, and charged after them.
All five dragons were trying to run and fly as fast as they could, but the Wildclaw ahead of them was faster as he bounded away on his two strong hind legs, the longer claws on each foot digging deep into the ground as he sprinted away. Everydrake weaved between the thick trees and leaped over rocks and fallen logs as they bounded through the night.
Bogatyr snarled to Aerico, and the Spiral darted up past the Nocturne and just behind the Wildclaw, only to be knocked back by the dark tail.
“Dewlap!” Bogatyr screamed. “What are you waiting for?”
Dewlap slid to a sudden halt and raised both paws, and fired. A shimmering green wall appeared between the group and the stranger. The white and black Nocturne watched the others slam into the wall and crumpled to the ground in a small heap.
Bogatyr was the first to leap to his feet and he could only stare after the flash of rainbow as the Wildclaw finally disappeared into the dark. He glared and slowly turned his head to look back. “What was that?” he growled to Dewlap. “You were supposed to catch him, not let him escape! What are we going to tell Mudflat and Kelpbeard when we return empty-pawed?”
As the rest of the group looked at him in confusion, Dewlap lowered his paws and released his hold on the wall, making it vanish. “Apologies. I guess I just panicked and cast the wrong spell.”
Bogatyr was about to spit out another burst of anger, but Ari interrupted him with a cough. “Perhaps you’re right that it’s best that Dewlap were alone if we’re to split up,” he told Bogatyr. “I don’t mean that in any bad way, Dewlap. I just mean that you’ve been living on your own for most of your life, yes? And maybe you’re not used to being around other dragons. Would your focus improve if you were on your own?”
Dewlap quickly hid the smile that almost escaped him. “I think it would.”
Bogatyr’s expression softened when he noticed Ari glance up at him. “Okay, I guess it’s not your fault, Dewlap. It’s just that Mudflat’s been really pushing Urdin and I into catching this dragon, and we were so close this time.”
“I understand. It’s fine.”
One corner of Bogatyr’s mouth curled upwards. “Well we still have some time left. Dewlap, since you’ll be alone, Ari and I will take either Aerico or Rae with us. Everydrake agree?”
“As long as I’m not stuck with him—” Astraeus and Aerico shot glares at each other.
“Of course not,” Bogatyr grinned. “I don’t want to end up being punished if you two decide to kill each other.”
“Right then,” Ari said, turning to the orange dragon, “you’ll take Aerico, and Astraeus will come with me.”
As Aerico darted to Bogatyr’s side, Astraeus trudged up to walk with Ari. Dewlap looked after both groups as one went left and the other headed right, leaving Dewlap to stride forward.
Dewlap stepped quietly among the forest floor, using the glowing mushrooms he passed as his source of light. The only sound he could hear in the night was the soft squelching as his feet moved over the damp ground. Looking up through the trees, Dewlap glanced at the stars that dotted the sky. He stretched his black wings once, before tucking them back against his pale sides, and continued moving.
He didn’t know how much time had passed as he wandered. Did he pass this tree before? He didn’t know. They all look the same. What about that mushroom? Dewlap shook his head.
The Nocturne thought he felt the air rush behind him. He turned his head to look back, but there was nothing there. Pounding footsteps followed by another breeze came from in front of him, but saw nothing when he turned to face forward. Dewlap stiffened at the sound of crazed laughter that echoed all around him.
There. A flash of rainbow darted just ahead before vanishing again. Dewlap raised one paw and fired. A bright ball of light that shot from his palm transformed into twin streaks that snaked towards his target. Dewlap heard a shriek before something crashed to the ground, and he headed forward to investigate his catch.
The closer he got, the louder the rapid gasping became. When he reached his target, Dewlap could only stare down at the brightly dressed dragon as the stranger struggled frantically against his illuminated bonds that had wrapped around his wings and limbs.
Dewlap sighed. Snapping his claws, the bonds that held the other dragon began to disappear, and the Nocturne leaped back as the stranger’s wings suddenly spread open.
“Wait,” the Wildclaw hissed, the painted eyes on his hood seemed to stare into Dewlap’s. The Wildclaw pulled back his bright hood, and his orange eyes met the pale green of Dewlap. The stranger scrambled to his two feet and shoved his dark face into the Nocturne’s.
Dewlap tried backing up, but the younger dragon kept pushing towards him, their foreheads almost bumping. He watched the Wildclaw tilt his head one way and then the next, widening and squinting his brilliant eyes.
“Can’t see the secret source?” the Wildclaw asked. Dewlap couldn’t tell if he was asking him or himself.
“Secret source?” asked Dewlap.
The strange dragon finally stepped back and widened his eyes again. “Do you know what I am?”
“I know what we both are,” Dewlap’s answer caused the other drake’s eyes to widen even more.
A sudden burst of laughter erupted from the Wildclaw before he covered his mouth with both gloved paws. “Sorry, sorry,” he meekly apologized. Standing taller, he lunged at Dewlap again, his nose almost knocked against Dewlap’s. “Name?” he asked eagerly.
Dewlap almost fell over backwards as he tried to lean out of the Wildclaw’s face. Holding out one pale paw, the Nocturne introduced himself. “Dewlap. What’s yours?”
“Pierce,” the young drake bared every single fang in a toothy smile. He gripped Dewlap’s outstretched paw and shook it vigorously.
After Pierce had released his hold on Dewlap, the Nocturne stopped shaking. Dewlap’s eyes wandered to the bits of iron that cuffed the Wildclaw’s wings. “Ah, because of those?” he asked as he pointed.
Pierce’s gaze followed Dewlap’s claw, and the teenage dragon then dropped his grin. “No,” he said, trying to reach back, but couldn’t. He spun around several times, almost whacking Dewlap with his spiked tail.
Dewlap jumped back to avoid it. “What about your spines?”
Pierce halted and stared at him from under one arm. “That’s what everydrake else thought!” he laughed.
The pale Nocturne raised a single brow in response.
“Named for my piercing gaze,” the Wildclaw said.
Dewlap didn’t know what to say. Had this drake been born with his power?
Pierce cocked his head. “Why do you wear that?” he asked as he peered at Dewlap’s hat.
His question snapped Dewlap out of his thoughts. “Oh, I’m...a wizard.”
“Really?” Pierce then shifted his eyes back to Dewlap’s. “Is that why I can’t see your source?”
Dewlap looked away, uncomfortable. “Probably. I learned magic so that I could try to get rid of this ability.”
Pierce tilted his head again. “Why?”
The Nocturne looked back at him. “What do you mean?”
“Aren’t they beautiful? The memories? So many colours.”
“Pierce,” Dewlap began, “there’s a reason why they shouldn’t be searched. Nodrake is able to forgive us after doing it.”
“Yes! Everydrake says that.”
“Have you always lived here?”
Pierce shook his head. “Taken somewhere else,” he said. “A place where other dragons kept talking to themselves and laughing. The masters were never told about what I could see. They gave me my own room and chained my wings and feet, and wrapped my arms around me. Then one day...” his grin widened, “I saw. His mind was all I had to see to escape. He just stood there!” The Wildclaw looked all around them when he finished. “This is my home now.”
Dewlap had been staring at Pierce the entire time. “Why did you want to see? Doesn’t it...”
“Hurt? Yes. He was Earth. Felt like being crushed.”
Dewlap shuddered.
“And this Ice dragon, she made me very cold.” Pierce looked at Dewlap intensely now. “You and those other dragons are from that castle...I know the Fire one. If you’re like me, why are you with them if they hate me?”
“Pierce, it’s...” Dewlap started glancing around. “Listen,” he added quietly, “they don’t know what I am.”
“No?”
“Dewlaaaaap!” a voice called overhead.
Dewlap stiffened and lunged at Pierce, shoving the young Wildclaw into a nearby clump of bushes. “Stay in here,” he hissed. Pierce widened his eyes and nodded furiously, and Dewlap headed back to where he’d been standing. Looking up, the shapes of two dragons gliding towards him could be seen as they came in to land in front of him.
Astraeus looked to the Nocturne with round pink eyes. “Dewlap, you have to help me!”
“W-what? What’s wrong?” Dewlap stammered, not daring to glance back.
“I think I’m turning into Aerico, Ari’s war stories almost put me to sleep!”
Dewlap released a sigh as he rolled his eyes. “Um, any luck in finding that dragon, Ari?”
The elderly Fae shook his small yellow head. “Afraid not, lad. How about yourself?”
“I regret to say that it certainly hasn’t.”
Astraeus looked at him. “You’re a wizard, aren’t you? Shouldn’t you know a tracking spell of some sort?”
“You did see how fast that drake could run, right?” Dewlap pointed out curtly. “He could be too far away now.”
“Can you at least try again?” Ari pressed.
Dewlap didn’t say anything to him for a moment. Instead, he lifted his palms and whispered quietly enough to make sure the others didn’t hear his words. The Nocturne lifted his white head and dropped his paws as a green light spun around in front of his face before shooting off between and then behind Ari and Astraeus, leaving a trail behind it as it flew into the dark.
“Well?” Dewlap asked when he saw them still standing there.
A low chuckle escaped Ari. “C’mon, lad,” he said to Astraeus, “we’ll have him before sunrise!” The elderly Fae shot off after the trail of light and the pied Skydancer was close behind.
The moment they were out of his sight, Dewlap rushed to the bushes behind him and gripped Pierce’s paw in his, yanking the young Wildclaw from his hiding place.
“We have to go now,” Dewlap said as he hurried in the opposite direction, dragging the dark dragon behind him.
“HAHAHA—” Pierce laughed before covering his mouth with a free paw. “Sorry,” he apologized when he spotted Dewlap glare back at him. “Where?”
“Away from them,” the Nocturne answered.
“Are you going to stay with me?”
Dewlap skidded to an abrupt halt, causing Pierce to collide with him just before they tumbled to the ground. “OF COURSE NOT!” Dewlap howled in rage as he scrambled to his feet. “WHY IN SORNIETH WOULD I WANT TO STAY WITH SOMEDRAKE LIKE—” he stopped, his wild eyes now staring into the devastated face of Pierce.
“You hate me, too?” the Wildclaw asked quietly.
Dewlap stiffened. Had he really said...that? “Oh Pierce, no, I didn’t mean...it’s just that…” the Nocturne trailed off and he cast worried glances all around them.
“What’s wrong?” Pierce asked as he tilted his head.
Dewlap stopped when his eyes noticed a deep pawprint that had settled into the mud. He rushed closer to investigate, and released a heavy sigh of relief when he realized the print didn’t belong to a dragon he recognized.
The Nocturne chuckled. “I thought it was—”
But the last thing that he or Pierce felt was a sharp pinch between their shoulders before falling into unconsciousness.
Continued in Marica Part 1
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