VoidWalker

I don't need them.
The thought had burned into Voidwalker's mind- branded, even. It stayed in the forefront of her thoughts, it sent white-hot rage coursing through her body every time the memory played, ravaging her mind on a destructive loop. By now, it'd become a blur of shouting. She couldn't recall much else of it anymore. Just that the argument had been the last straw.

All she knew right now, was that she didn't need the clan in her life anyway. She could live her life just fine on her own.
...Right?

Where would I even- No, don't think like that. That's a coward's way of thinking. Voidwalker snarled to herself. You'll find somewhere. You have to find somewhere. Anywhere but back to them. You don't need them. For the god's sake, you can do this on your own!

Voidwalker, once again, began to stalk forward with her shoulders hunched. The leaves were rustling, murmuring against her ears alongside the naturally eerie winds of ShadowBeaver's Domain. branches that she had to push through creaked in warning when she shoved them out of the way, almost like they were advising her against trying to venture out.

That didn't stop her. You don't need anyone or anything getting in your way!

Where to go was something to worry about later. Who cared where she went? Her parents, probably. But she didn't care about that. In fact, Voidwalker went on, smacking a stray mushroom with her tail and watching as the glowing plant flew into the darkness. I hope that I never have to see their mugs ever again.

...

The ground beneath her talons began to turn mushy, and soft; the glowing giants of WispWillow Grove had become fewer and fewer, indicating that she was no longer in a place where the grove's mushrooms could shoot up to challenge the trees. Followed by this: the dark pine trees that she knew so well were beginning to give away as also, and VoidWalker caught glimpses of the long, drooping vines of swamp trees instead.

She stopped, did she want to go this way? She wasn't a fan of that bog that some other dragons called home. Driftwood Drag was messy! No, she'd go the other way. She preferred the other way. Anyway but into that swamp, really.
Then again, going east wasn't an option either: if there was one thing that VoidWalker hated more than the swamps, it would be LightWeaver's domain. Leaving the only real option being going to the Earth flight.

Then again, that wasn't so bad: she could make a pitstop at the Plague domain that way, maybe do some studying. Wander for a bit, maybe-

"Bap!"
What in the name of ShadowBinder was that? Voidwalker swung her head around, she scanned the area with a sharp crimson gaze.
There, she spotted the rustling of dark leaves. The skeletal-looking dragon spread her wings to appear bigger and curled her lip back into a snarl at whatever was stalking her. They'd be in for a world of pain if this was some sort of sick joke!

What tumbled out of the bush was no dragon. In fact, Those were not the talons or feathers of any dragon she'd seen.
It was a tiny thing, too small to be a newly-hatched. Its feathers were jet black, shimmering blue in the cold light around them. Accompanied by a red accent on its head and wings.
What also solidified this thing as 'anything but a dragon', had to be the presence of a beak.

A grphyon! Voidwalker realized she was fascinated by the creature for a moment; before her blood ran cold. Where ever there was a baby, there'd be a momma to follow. With this in mind, she began to slowly back away. No thanks, I don't think I can take on a fully grown gryphon yet.

However, as VoidWalker turned away to go in the opposite direction. She could hear the little Pit, pat, rustle, rustle! of the gryphon trying to follow her.
She stopped in her tracks and sighed, turning back around just in time to see the baby tumble over a jagged root and skid to a stop in front of her.

VoidWalker bent down with her lip curled back once more and huffed in its face, her breath made its feathers ruffle back. All this achieved was a squeal, followed by the little monster spreading its own wings and jumping at her!

Voidwalker yelled out, tiny talons dug into her nose. The shook her head, trying to get the darn thing off, but to no avail. The baby gryphon just clambered onto her snout and made itself right at home!
"Alright, listen you!" She snarled as she reached up a talon and lifted the feathered menace off of herself.

"You need to go back to your mother, because I'm not getting my talons ripped off by some angry gryphon who thought I was trying to eat her baby. Got it?" She set it down on a root and turned to leave again, picking up her pace to try and make some distance between herself and the creature.

Once again, she heard the pitter-patter of tiny talons following her. VoidWalker groaned, she didn't have time for this! She turned around and slammed her talons into the ground. "Get!" She growled, glaring down at the gryphon. "Leave! Leave me alone! Get out of here! Go home!"

And yet, it did not move. It just... Stared at her, with these glowing red eyes.
Well, it had guts. She'd give it that.
"Ghhhh, fine," Voidwalker grunted, scooping the fledgling up into her talons and twisting back to nestle it between her shoulders.

"Only until I reach the entrance of Earth Shaker's Domain. Then you need to skitter back off into the woods, got it?"

...

Needless to say, the baby never ended up 'skittering back off' into the woods.