Astral

He may have been raised by a pair of bakers, constantly concocting new recipies and making something new every other day, but he (unlike his adopted older sister) had gotten tired of it pretty quickly. He may be a part of a relatively peaceful clan, but he longed for something more. He longed for more action over all.

The hatchling didn't want to create cupcakes and bake bread. He would much rather mutilate meat and slit throats. But... to most, he was pastel and cute, no one would take him seriously as a hunter. What was he to do? He would have to begin hunting kittens like the others before him. Start out small, work his way up to being something more.

"Oh you beautiful thing… You're so tasty! How much do you want for your fur?" the other hunters whispered in awe. This place had such beautiful flowers. They reminded them of the ones they saw in the Hewn City.

"Ah, I'm fine with you coming up with a price. They're so cute! Since you have to pay in flesh, how about for a dozen of them, two Maren and a centaur?" the hatchling asked.

"It's a deal!" The hunter shouted. "By the way, what's your name?" The hunter asked.
He paused and thought for a moment, wondering if it was a good idea to say. Well... there shouldn't be any harm in it. He may be small, but he can still fend for himself if needed. Besides, his dad would maul anyone that hurt him, he knew that for a fact. He's seen it happen before, "Astral. My name is Astral."

Written by EssenceOfNexus!
Edited by me :)