Tegu

Tegu's History

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Featured Lore: A Vision of Fear

Written by Moonwatcher2811

"Trust your paranoia. It has something to teach you."

Tegu's mother stroked his head, calming him from his last fit of visions. The calm water brushed his talons, tickling them. The pure white sand tangled itself in his small scales and made Tegu's star fall pattern seemed to shine even brighter than it truly did. He shifted on the sand and rested his small head one his mother's knee. His odd eyes looked up at her and he noticed she was the only one that didn't shrink in fear from the sight of them.

"But Mama, the visions teacher taught me to not fear. I must be brave!"

His mother laughed softly, "Little one, that teacher is full of lies and nonsense. Her brain is full of fluff! You are new. You are special. Never forget that."

Tegu never understood why his mother had said these things with such ferocity until she was gone. The one thing he hadn't seen coming. It was quite ironic, wasn't it? He shook his head as if to clear the bad thoughts. She's gone now. There's nothing you can do. Try as he might, though, he couldn't forget the tiny specks of sand, and his mother's talon on his head, and the gentle waves, calling him into sleep full of nightmares and visions. He picked up the rough stone bowl he had been grinding herbs in and immediately set it down. He needed the day off. There were cries of protest from his seer/medicine dragon apprentice as he blew through the curtains to their tiny shop.

As soon as Tegu stepped in the door to his den his mate, AboutTime, knew there was something wrong. She dropped her newest book, though she was on a roll with writing, and clasped his talons in hers.

"What's wrong?"

Tegu avoided eye contact and pointed his snout towards the floor. A single tear gleamed in a small patch of sunlight filtering in from a nearby window. He broke down and hugged her as tightly as he could.

"I know," she said in a soft tone. "I know she's gone. I know it hurts," then a bit of desperation crept into her tone and she hugged him as tightly as she could back.

Late that night when he was bathing, Tegu noticed the inky talon-marks on his back. He smiled tightly and didn't bother to wash them away. He quite liked their look anyways. That's when the visions hit.

AboutTime staggering into his shop with talon-marks slashed across her shoulder.

Tegu's apprentice running up to him with tears staining her cheeks.

Roaring, fighting dragons. The rattle of their chains filled the air. Their fire scorched the once peaceful forest clearing. For some reason he had a feeling he was one of them.

But, above all the calamity, there was peace.
AboutTime introducing Tegu to two dragons who had been along before him, Niko and Bear. He only knew them from his visions, but he loved them already.

The new dragon, Bear, holding out a kitten Banded Owlcat. AboutTime accepting it lovingly.

Tegu and AboutTime old in a high mountain cave watching the sun set. Their children were piled around them and Tegu loved them before he even knew them. Sweet little Eva, who cared more for others than she did herself. Trickster James who loved a good prank, but deep down would never let anything happen to his family, and all the others. Their Banded Owlcat, now being fully grown for a while, stretching out to catch the sun's final rays before it left for another night.

When AboutTime walked in Tegu was on the floor clutching it as if it was his last lifeline. He was crying tears of sadness and joy and pride and fear all mixed into one. AboutTime understood, and only went to stand by her mate's side as they readied to face the (not entirely) unknown.

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