Swift

Swift
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☆ Novice Warrior ☆

Swift took a deep breath and flopped on his makeshift bed. It had been a long day of nothing, as usual. Sighing, he rolled on his back and looked up at the hole in his ceiling, facing the night sky.
His eyes lit up as he say a shooting star, and quickly muttered a wish.
Best to get some rest, he thought. Holes don't dig themselves.

That morning, the sun on his face, he woke up with an unusual feeling of vigor. A surprise, but a welcome one. Stretching his wings, the large coatl went to grab his breakfast- the morning patrol was usual back by the time he awoke.
"Morning, mums." He greeted Marun and Rane, who's jaw dropped and whispered something to her girlfriend.
"Is... something wrong? Is the curse that bad?" Swift asked, referring to the hands pulling down his wings.
"Uh, no, it's not the curse." She pointed to his flake.
Swift gasped, along with almost everyone else in the room. "Is that-"
Rane turned to her lover. "Marun! Our little boy has the Charm of the Flamecaller!"
Swift's confusion turned to fear. The Charm of the Flamecaller was a marking that appeared on a dragon's flank when the fire god himself decides they have a special purpose, usually that of the hunt. "B-but I'm nobody special! I'm just a gatherer! I can't fight!" Swift barked, almost as if he could hear the narrator.
Marun put her claws on her son's muzzle. "Don't you speak ill of him like that! The Flamecaller does not make mistakes." He nodded and Marun let go of his muzzle.
Swift started pacing, looking at the mark, wondering what it could mean.
"How about you, could maybe... join us on our patrol tomorrow?" Rane offered.
Swift was taken aback. "But... I can't fight! I don't know the first thing about-"
"Here, let me try. You will be joining your mothers on the morning patrol." Cynthia chimed in, appearing out of thin air. "Take my place for today. I'll teach you myself."
Swift turned around to look at the warrior. "I- but-" He took a deep breath.
"Okay." He looked up, filled with a newfound determination. "I'll join you guys."