Sparrow

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I ran into an old run down home and had to struggle to open the door, but when I do, I was thoroughly disappointed. It was a normal human bedroom, and messy. I searched the room for anything of value, and find a few small dragon-sized apparel items. Upon closer inspection there was another door with a huge lock on it and loud gruff groans emitting from behind it. I swung it open as fast as possible to see a hurt, tangled up, whining hatchling. I figured it need food as it seemed to be malnourished and ready to lay down and give up. I saw a broken fridge door and decided to also take some food from it, which mostly included meat. I didn't take too much, though. Just enough to feed her. I already just stole some items from someone's home. Am I a thief now?

She then met a rather charming dragon who she didn't catch the name of that used to swing by her cave a lot. He'd come to somewhat annoy or tease Sparrow in a means to swoon her. But ultimately, it was Hessiss who caught her eye. A dragon unmatched in her mind. She adored him and they had a coveted relationship. This got the other mirror male jealous and he ran off from the cave without a second thought and no explanation. Without any protest from Sparrow the other mirror began to grow cold and vowed to never trust again.

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Chirp is a so-called miniature version of Sparrow, as she's been told many times before. This Four-Eyed Phylactery, I later learned, was a creation of the unnamed mirror male who sought to destroy the life and well being of Sparrow. As it was being perfected to look exactly like her, unnamed couldn't quite get her wing color right. Chirp piped up and admired the picture of Sparrow before dipping their paw in ink and spelling out "teal". Unnamed shooed the doll away and off the table causing it to land painfully on a yellow pushpin. Unnamed stared and smirked at the idea Chirp had just given him. "Number Three, you're a genius!" Shrieked Unnamed as he got out of his seat and pushed past Chirp. Its name was originally 'Three' as he was the third attempt at a toy version of Sparrow.

This plush took an immediate liking to Sparrow as they were shown pictures of their mission. The original maker of this familiar had set out with it to find her, and they had, once they entered a ship's hull out on the sea. Sparrow was there with me. The push pin doll was an automatic disappoint to his creator and was cast out to live on their own as it wouldn't comply with hurting her. The tiny plush mirror had limply walked over to us and I had never seen Sparrow so concerned about something. She scooped up the small thing with her mouth and propped it up onto her back. I remember distinctly hearing a creepy chuckle which I know now was the unknown mirror. Despite, trying to be a replica and being a literal voodoo doll of her, Sparrow takes care of it as if it was her own.

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