Sallow
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"Am I cursed to bear Willow's image..."
Cocoa
Brown-Spotted Mith
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Energy: 43/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Ice.
Female Fae
This dragon cannot breed until May 19, 2024 (10 days).
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.67 m
Wingspan
0.95 m
Weight
0.99 kg
Genetics
Radioactive
Vipera
Vipera
Caramel
Hex
Hex
Coral
Thylacine
Thylacine
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Fae
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
6
INT
8
VIT
5
MND
8
Lineage
Biography
"...and her legacy?"
~
Sallow, Part 1
???
~
Beware of his wrath,
a hunter you will meet.
Do not stray from your path,
or history will repeat...
Sallow, Part 1
???
~
Beware of his wrath,
a hunter you will meet.
Do not stray from your path,
or history will repeat...
The words that the Water dragon had spoken to her rang in Sallow's mind as she tried to make any sense of them. Alone in her study late that night, only dancing flames of the few candles kept her company.
Currently hidden within the walls of the biggest library in Churnscar Wharf, under the protection of the head librarian, Gilda, Sallow had searched through every book on prophecies and fortunes she could find, but none were helpful. What did the words mean? Who was the 'hunter', and did he know who she was?
Few dragons knew her true identity, and she made sure of that. Sallow never stayed in one place for too long, for her own safety and the safety of other dragons, for there were those that wanted to use her for her powers.
Because of whose blood and magic ran through her veins.
Naomi.
A sudden fluttering sound came from behind her, and she whirled around, her heart pounding wildly as her fans flared—
“Sallow,” the other dragon started, landing to his feet and holding up a small lantern. “You've been at this for days,” he gently scolded her. “You should rest for the night.”
Relaxing slightly, Sallow turned back to one of the books when she answered. “Why are you still awake, Greyson? You've been working all day, too.”
“I came to check up on you. I knew you'd still be awake. Is something else on your mind?”
Sallow said nothing at first, uncertain what to say. Should she tell him about what that Water dragon said to her? Would he take it seriously?
“No,” she lied. Maybe it was better if he didn't know about that. “It's just...I only wanted to find out more about...Naomi.”
Greyson sighed, stepping closer to stand beside where she sat. “Are you still worried about that?” he wondered, trying to meet her gaze as he set the lantern on the desk. “Your ancestors don't define who you are. You do.” When Sallow stayed quiet, still avoiding his eyes, he added, “You could stay here,” he told her. “You're safe here, you know Gilda and I can protect you.”
“You know why I can't stay,” she reminded him, her voice soft. “I can't stay anywhere. You'll both be in danger if somedrake wants to use you to get to me.”
“You don't know for sure if anydrake is after you.”
“But you don't know if there aren't,” she argued. The Water dragon's words echoed in her mind again...
Currently hidden within the walls of the biggest library in Churnscar Wharf, under the protection of the head librarian, Gilda, Sallow had searched through every book on prophecies and fortunes she could find, but none were helpful. What did the words mean? Who was the 'hunter', and did he know who she was?
Few dragons knew her true identity, and she made sure of that. Sallow never stayed in one place for too long, for her own safety and the safety of other dragons, for there were those that wanted to use her for her powers.
Because of whose blood and magic ran through her veins.
Naomi.
A sudden fluttering sound came from behind her, and she whirled around, her heart pounding wildly as her fans flared—
“Sallow,” the other dragon started, landing to his feet and holding up a small lantern. “You've been at this for days,” he gently scolded her. “You should rest for the night.”
Relaxing slightly, Sallow turned back to one of the books when she answered. “Why are you still awake, Greyson? You've been working all day, too.”
“I came to check up on you. I knew you'd still be awake. Is something else on your mind?”
Sallow said nothing at first, uncertain what to say. Should she tell him about what that Water dragon said to her? Would he take it seriously?
“No,” she lied. Maybe it was better if he didn't know about that. “It's just...I only wanted to find out more about...Naomi.”
Greyson sighed, stepping closer to stand beside where she sat. “Are you still worried about that?” he wondered, trying to meet her gaze as he set the lantern on the desk. “Your ancestors don't define who you are. You do.” When Sallow stayed quiet, still avoiding his eyes, he added, “You could stay here,” he told her. “You're safe here, you know Gilda and I can protect you.”
“You know why I can't stay,” she reminded him, her voice soft. “I can't stay anywhere. You'll both be in danger if somedrake wants to use you to get to me.”
“You don't know for sure if anydrake is after you.”
“But you don't know if there aren't,” she argued. The Water dragon's words echoed in her mind again...
Beware of his wrath,
a hunter you will meet.
Do not stray from your path...
a hunter you will meet.
Do not stray from your path...
Or history will repeat...her own thoughts finished. But what had they meant exactly? Had they seen her future? And who was that dragon?
“Sallow,” Greyson began again, snapping her out of her trance. “Nodrake knows you're here. Gilda's magic will keep you safe as long as you stay with us,” he pleaded.
Sallow finally met his gaze, her pale eyes locking onto his golden ones. Dragons like Greyson and Gilda seemed rare to her, wanting to help rather than hurt. Over the years, she had encountered some who treated her as though she were Shade-touched, either turning her away, attempting to capture her for her powers, or trying to kill her.
And there were some who knew who she was just by looking at her. She knew her own scales mirrored her great-grandmother, Willow's scales, and so did other dragons. So in her time spent with Silken, a dragon who cared for miths, moths and mith- and moth-like dragons, as well as a small family of Pearlcatchers, she had granted Sallow a guise to hide her scales under those of a mith. But Sallow couldn't stay, despite Silken's forest being well hidden.
But here, in Gilda's library, heavily enchanted to keep themselves and Sallow safe...
She allowed a small smile to show, and her voice was soft again when she answered Greyson. “You're right,” she told him. “I know I'll be safe here with you.” Closing each book on the desk, she flicked her claws once, and they were sent back to the shelves they belonged.
“I'm still going to make sure you head to your room,” Greyson said, returning a grin.
“I know.”
“Sallow,” Greyson began again, snapping her out of her trance. “Nodrake knows you're here. Gilda's magic will keep you safe as long as you stay with us,” he pleaded.
Sallow finally met his gaze, her pale eyes locking onto his golden ones. Dragons like Greyson and Gilda seemed rare to her, wanting to help rather than hurt. Over the years, she had encountered some who treated her as though she were Shade-touched, either turning her away, attempting to capture her for her powers, or trying to kill her.
And there were some who knew who she was just by looking at her. She knew her own scales mirrored her great-grandmother, Willow's scales, and so did other dragons. So in her time spent with Silken, a dragon who cared for miths, moths and mith- and moth-like dragons, as well as a small family of Pearlcatchers, she had granted Sallow a guise to hide her scales under those of a mith. But Sallow couldn't stay, despite Silken's forest being well hidden.
But here, in Gilda's library, heavily enchanted to keep themselves and Sallow safe...
She allowed a small smile to show, and her voice was soft again when she answered Greyson. “You're right,” she told him. “I know I'll be safe here with you.” Closing each book on the desk, she flicked her claws once, and they were sent back to the shelves they belonged.
“I'm still going to make sure you head to your room,” Greyson said, returning a grin.
“I know.”
...
Much later that same night, Sallow woke from a light sleep. She listened to the silence that surrounded her, before leaping out of her bed.
She pulled on her hood and cloaks, and slung her bag over one wing. Darting over to her window, she paused for a moment, taking in a deep breath. The heavy curtains were drawn, and she prepared for what was to come once she opened them.
She took the risk, throwing them open as moonlight bathed her and she unlocked the window, ready to fly out into the night.
Her door suddenly flew open, and she whirled around to see the small dragon staring at her in disbelief.
“Sallow!” Greyson called, rushing to her. “STOP!”
But she had already vanished from sight. He darted to the open window, searching desperately through the darkness for her, though not daring to call her name now.
“Let her go,” a voice soothed from behind.
Greyson turned, seeing Gilda's golden form through blurred vision as tears started to streak his face. “I don't understand,” he choked. “She was safe with us...why would she leave?”
Gilda didn't answer at first as she drifted closer to him. When she finally spoke, her voice was soft. “She could never be happy behind walls for the rest of her life,” the Imperial hushed. “Not even ours. She needs to find her own way in this world.”
Greyson hadn't forgotten the faraway looks that Sallow bore, and he knew Gilda was right. Though he still worried for the Fae.
“What if she's right?” Greyson wondered quietly. “What if she is in danger? Are there truly dragons who would want to use her? Because of her ancestry?”
Gilda's breath rattled softly as she sighed. “We can do nothing more for her unless she decides to return,” was all she said.
Greyson's heart ached, but he dipped his head once, finally understanding. With no way to know where Sallow had gone, he knew he couldn't help her now.
But wherever she had gone, they both hoped she stayed safe.
Much later that same night, Sallow woke from a light sleep. She listened to the silence that surrounded her, before leaping out of her bed.
She pulled on her hood and cloaks, and slung her bag over one wing. Darting over to her window, she paused for a moment, taking in a deep breath. The heavy curtains were drawn, and she prepared for what was to come once she opened them.
She took the risk, throwing them open as moonlight bathed her and she unlocked the window, ready to fly out into the night.
Her door suddenly flew open, and she whirled around to see the small dragon staring at her in disbelief.
“Sallow!” Greyson called, rushing to her. “STOP!”
But she had already vanished from sight. He darted to the open window, searching desperately through the darkness for her, though not daring to call her name now.
“Let her go,” a voice soothed from behind.
Greyson turned, seeing Gilda's golden form through blurred vision as tears started to streak his face. “I don't understand,” he choked. “She was safe with us...why would she leave?”
Gilda didn't answer at first as she drifted closer to him. When she finally spoke, her voice was soft. “She could never be happy behind walls for the rest of her life,” the Imperial hushed. “Not even ours. She needs to find her own way in this world.”
Greyson hadn't forgotten the faraway looks that Sallow bore, and he knew Gilda was right. Though he still worried for the Fae.
“What if she's right?” Greyson wondered quietly. “What if she is in danger? Are there truly dragons who would want to use her? Because of her ancestry?”
Gilda's breath rattled softly as she sighed. “We can do nothing more for her unless she decides to return,” was all she said.
Greyson's heart ached, but he dipped his head once, finally understanding. With no way to know where Sallow had gone, he knew he couldn't help her now.
But wherever she had gone, they both hoped she stayed safe.
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