Hushim

I peered at the message below me. The only words I understood were "Imp" my breed, "hatchling", "dragon", and scariest of all, "exalt". None of these linked up. I mean, sure, I was an Imp, a dragon, but where did exalt and hatchling come in? Was I purchased as a hatchling just to be exalted?! I was then approached by a blue imperial. He studied me for a minute, and it was so quiet you could hear his little blue bug chirping. He called out "We'll take him! Thank you." The tiny fae then swung her head towards me in a 'follow me' motion. No wait, I didn’t want to be exalted! I shook my head, being as brave as I could, gathering any and all courage I could muster. I knew very well that this was a clan leader, with her posture, but I wanted to live! I wanted to raise hatchlings, take a mate! She then looked me deep in the eyes, and in those violet depths I found something unexpected. Her eyes were kind and gentle, not harsh in the tone of exalting. But then, why did the message say exalt in it? I lifted myself off the ground and left the only clan I ever knew. When I landed in the new clan, I was surprised to see a little spiral bump into my claw. She had a moon-like glow all over her, and a water tattoo at her hands and sanguine and gold patterns along her. “Oh, hello good sir! I'm Kakahu” she said. I stammered. “H-hello. Who are you?” She had to crane her neck to get a peek at me. “I am the clan dresser, sir. Whatever apparel you choose I shall get fitted for you and put on you,” She took a glance at me. “May want to tone your crackle down a bit with apparel. A lot of dragons here don’t really like it, sir,” My face flushed a dark pink, and it is a good thing she couldn’t see it. “A lot of dragons already tease me for it, but I think it makes me unique and handsome. Got that?!” I snapped at her, ramming my head near hers and baring my teeth. “Temper, sir. Bloodbath reminded me of it. My job is to help you fit in and I am doing so. So if you would like apparel, please pick it out,” she muttered, seemingly not disturbed by my outburst. I hoped she left soon, the air between us was tense and I felt uncomfortable. I have always been warned of my temper, but I can’t stop it. I rummaged around in the wardrobe, taking my mind off of it. It had been a while, and I heard a loud cough behind me. Kakahu, I forgot about her! She rolled her eyes, “Sir, it has been from sun high to sunset. Are you done?” I glanced at my pile of apparel ready. Let’s see, these are all shadowscale items, sharp and hardy. I repeated this to Kakahu, who hauled herself up and glanced at it. “You must really dislike me, this must be the heaviest apparel in Dragon history,” she muttered. Straining, she scrabbled on my back and clipped the apparel on one by one. “Thank you,” I said afterwards. I looked beautiful now. “Don’t mention it,” she retorted, and flew into the darkness. I then met with Bloodbath, who told me the rules of the clan. “Sacrifice for the good of the clan, stand strong for what is right,…” I didn’t pay attention to the rest. I knew how to act! I then went back to my den and curled up. Putting my tail over my nose, I fell into deep sleep.