Firefly

Clan: Crystalline

Occupation: Warrior

Personality: Quick and snappy, likes getting straight to the point. He takes everything seriously.

Short story:

"Firefly! Invading Darklings from the north!" Sky shouted, grabbing weapons from the wall behind him. Firefly leapt into action, grabbing a few daggers and bunch of throwing knives, barreling out of the door. He spread his wings and began to fly as fast as he could northward, hearing Sky flapping along behind him.

Firefly's silvery wings shone like diamonds in the sun, letting anyone around know they were coming. He cursed and tilted his wings so that he flew closer to the tree tops. I really need to get something to cover my scales. Firefly thought as he dove into the trees, dodging and weaving between them. Sky slowed, ears pricked. Sky was blind, and that meant that when on a mission, it was usually Firefly's job to make sure he was okay. Firefly hissed and banked upwards again. They continued as is, bright scales and all.

Suddenly Sky stopped in his tracks, forcing Firefly to do this awkward frantic flapping and flailing to stop.

"I hear something. Rustling." Sky hissed. Firefly listened, his sensitive ears finally picking up the sound of multiple dragons sneaking through the trees.
Firefly ducked behind a bush, dragging Sky with him. he watched as two Mirror dragons and a bright blue Wildclaw stepped out. The blue dragon peered around suspiciously, eyeing every pebble and leaf before gesturing to his companions and continued walking. Firefly slowly drew out a throwing knife, but Sky placed his talon on Firefly's. "Not yet." he said, head turned in the direction of the enemy group with ears pricked. "We have to get them in a better spot."
Firefly nodded and slid the knife back in its slot, standing up carefully at the same time. They crept behind the group of Darklings for quite awhile until one of the Mirrors stopped, sniffing the air alertly.
"I smell someone. We're being followed." he hissed, glaring at the trees around them.

"OK, I think now is the time" Sky said, grabbing the spear that was slung across his back. Firefly nodded and grabbed a dagger from the belt on his waist. Then he pounced.

One of the Mirrors, a dark, mottled green, turned and caught him in midair. Firefly's weight still threw him off balance and he fell over backwards. Firefly pinned down his arms, the green dragon's wings whacking him around the head. Firefly used his wings to pin down the other dragon's. The Mirror glared at him balefully before grinning. What? Firefly thought- right before there was a flash of blue scales and Firefly was pinned beneath the razor sharp talons of a Wildclaw. Sky was fighting off both Mirrors at once with a pair of daggers, but they were forcing him against a tree. Firefly struggled to no avail, and his captor slashed him viciously across the face. They weren't going to win this fight, and there was no one around to help them.
Sky was pressed against a tree, fiercely slashing with his daggers. One of the Mirrors grabbed his talon and slammed him into the ground with a sickening thud, where the little Fae lay still. "Sky!" Firefly shouted, struggling to escape once more. The dragon holding him captive grabbed his head and smashed it into the ground, where Firefly lost consciousness.



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