Epsilon

Traveler
A change of scenery three times.
First, a humble dragon lost in the herb farms in the nature flight...
Next, a lost traveler...
Finally, a joyful herb gatherer of the wind flight, swooping through bamboo right after her leader.
How did she get to here, this wonderful life without worries of the past?
Lost in Nature
She watched her mom gently stocking herbs. Life was perfect. She had everything she needed. A mother, a role, .... a soul.
She whipped around to the sound of talons. There was a black coatl in the way, a cleaver in his talons.
Her mother screamed, and Espilion could assume that she was dead. She screeched furiously and dived for the dragon, snapping at his wings and scratching his back. The dragon roared with fury and turned his head to bite Espilion, who was too angry to react. She leaped for his neck as he tried to buck her off, and bit him. He fell over, gasping in agony.
She stared at her bloodstained talons and screamed.
Home Found
Years later, she arrived at a clan who called themselves "The Windsong Wishes", a clan who accepted odd dragons with a knack for survival. She was kindly accepted, but she didn't fall into place quickly. She usually just sat in her small den made of tied together bamboo shoots, writing and drawing. One day, however, she was pulled out of her den and forced to hunt, by a strange coatl. The pair flew out of camp, Espilion at the front. They dove through bamboo shoots, zigzagged through clouds, and eventually came to a stop on a cliff.
"That was fun." The coatl stated, smiling.
"Yeah... by the way, what's your name?"
"Sunset. You?"
"Espilion."
They chattered throughout dawn, exchanging stories of their backgrounds. They soon flew back to camp, and Espilion knew she'd found a friend, and a true home.
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