Seventeen

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"Well this place smells familiar"


Uh-oh, looks like this curious fluffbutt wandered a little too far from her lair (#58097, B1ue), and now she's off to see the world! If ever you feel the urge to exalt, she'd really appreciate it if you could just return her home instead, or to the 'Dragons Off To See The World' thread, here



*Fun fact: Her journey started on page 13 (6/16/14) of that thread. She's been traveling awhile.

Why is her name Seventeen? Because she was the ripe old age of 17 hours when she made the decision to start wandering. With a tune on her breath and a spring in her step, Seventeen bounded out from her lair and into her very first adventure.

With no set destination in mind she set off towards the rising sun, soon reaching the Eastern coast of the Ice Fields. The young Tundra then decided to make her way along the glacial edge, careful to test the ice before her as she went lest it break beneath her. So focused was the youngling in her task, that she did not become aware of the impending danger until it was upon her.

With a deafening roar a Hoarfrost Mauler burst forth from the snowbank, its sights clearly set on the lone hatchling skirting the ice laden cliffs. Seventeen's eye's went wide as she took in the beast bearing down on her before sprinting forward across the ice. Knowing there was no way to outrun her pursuer, Seventeen searched for cover as she dashed across the barren wastes to no avail. There was no place to hide, she would have to fight.

Skidding to a stop, Seventeen barred her fangs and prepared to stand her ground against a foe four times her size with only frigid waves behind her. The Mauler lunged at its seemingly cornered prey, only for the young dragon to roll to the side at the last second sending the predator skidding over the cliff's edge and into the icy waters below. Satisfied in her victory, Seventeen turned to resume her journey only for the ground beneath her to break apart with a resounding crack.

Sometime later Seventeen awoke to the sun on her face, the wind in her fur, and long tuffs of green beneath her claws. She attempted to stand, but found herself weak and helpless to stop herself from falling back to earth with a muffled groan. She became aware of a rustling nearby, but lacking the strength to hide herself she could only remain still and hope that was enough to protect her. Kind, red eyes met hers, just as her body betrayed her by pulling her back into sleep.

When she awoke again, Seventeen found herself curled in a nest of green being watched over by a Tundra with red eyes and a warm smile. This Tundra, Vaquero, had come across her awash in the grasslands lining the Windswept Plateau's rocky coast and despite his Fae partner's assurances that she was clearly dead, the wanderer had taken her back to their lair. Seventeen learned that Vaquero, along with the Fae known as Trigger, traveled the dragon lands together as couriers to deliver the packages and goods put under their charge.

Excited by the prospect of travel Seventeen quickly demanded to go with them on their next delivery, which Vaquero agreed to despite the misgivings of his friend. She traveled with them throughout the Windsinger's lands and to the Scarred Wastelands Vaquero once called home. For a time they stayed with a clan of the Rotrock Rim, where Seventeen trained with the clan's hunters, gaining strength and cunning in the field.

Over time and the course of their travels, Seventeen grew close to Vaquero and the two eventually hatched a nest of two boys and a girl. Once their hatchlings were old enough, Seventeen taught her brood the way of battle and magics until they became so skilled that they were called upon by the Windsinger himself. After seeing her children off on their own journey, Seventeen decided that it was time for her to begin her travels on her own again.

As she prepared for her journey, Vaquero gifted Seventeen with a Daisy Lei as a reminder of their time together. With fond farewells and hopes for pleasant travels, Seventeen set off across the grassy plains to new adventures.

It was a vaguely familiar smell that caught her attention. The trail carried her long over the sea and to the south. The trail continued until it abruptly ended at the mouth of a cave. A large guardian dragon loomed in the enterance, warily eying her. However upon a closer inspection the guardian snorted and a wide grin spread across her face.

"Welcome home my daughter."

It was a teary and heartfelt reunion. However as the days passed and the winds blew on by, the feelings of wanderlust could no longer be suppressed. Her parents gave her one parting gift: knowledge. Seventeen headed out once again and stronger then ever.

Whether by coincidence or not, her journey led her to the Scarred Wasteland once more, stumbling into the territory of the Ravenwind Clan. There, she encountered one of their outposts, a male wildclaw covered in scars and missing one of his eyes that was hidden beneath a bandana. There were remnants of blood on his claws that made Seventeen feel uneasy, but she knew that the plaguelings valued their skills in combat above all. Nevertheless, she was not allowed to pass - he seemed to have trust issues against other flights - and pressed her to leave the Wastelands before he was forced to act. Finding his behaviour odd at best and unwilling to risk any injuries, Seventeen chose to comply and set herself on another path.

She ended up in Wispwillow Grove, greeted by many shadowy dragons. She feasted and reveled with them for many moons, making many new friends. After learning a few shadow tricks, she decided it was time to move on again.

As she arrived in the icy Fridgid Floes, Seventeen had the feeling she would find a cozy new home. She was right, because when she reached a dark, seemingly cold cave there was a fire. When she reached it, a few silhouettes became visible. A deep voice welcomed her and told her she could stay there for a while. After a few days she decided it was time for her to move on again, curious to see more of the world.

Exhausted from her travels, Seventeen found her feet following a familiar path. A cave filled with familiar smells and faces greeted her and she plopped down contently within. It's really good to be home. (Returned home April 2015)

Owners I've had:
B1ueFlame - #58097 - Ice
middletone - #62892 - Wind
ellensaurus - #71478 - Plague
middletone - #62892 - Wind
Inay - #17003 - Shadow
B1ueFlame - #58097 - Ice
Ravenwind - #45284 - Plague
Coalescency - #67016 - Shadow
Marthali - #104301 - Ice
Twomix - #104298 - Ice
Joydom29 - #83368 - Fire
Delight - #134865 - Shadow
B1ueFlame - #58097 - Ice