Apollo

Uh-oh, looks like this bright and proud diva wandered a little too far from her home lair (SabrinaB, 63582), and now she's off to see the world! If ever you feel the need to exalt, she'd really appreciate it if you could just return her to the home lair, or to the 'Dragons Off To See The World' thread, here. This is not necessary, but she would be very grateful!





After his birth Apollo found out his father used to have a diffrent mate. Sadly they got into a big argument and Anna moved out.
Ayla, Apollo's mother, was the new mate. She never really fit in to the laor, but she tried to make it work.
Feeling uncomfortable and a little ashamed, Apollo decided to go his own way, looking for new adventures.
- by SabrinaB


Upon arriving at this place, Apollo found himself... distracted by all the fanfare and camaraderie. This rotten place, deep in the Scarred Wasteland was celebrating their latest conquest. Domination in all forms. There was loud cacophonous laughter echoing off of every tree, infiltrating his every sense. There was confusion and discomfort that filled him, leading him away from the main parties, into the recesses of trees and ichored branches.
Here, among the somewhat quiet, voices of dragons all but whispers, he catches his breath. And he thought he had a lot going on. On his travel here, he had heard tale of blood wars taking place, and the post-celebration of victory. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, but this was a whole lot more overwhelming than any sort of commotion within his home clan.
"I see you found your way out, hatchling." Apollo readies to whip his head around, to chastise the feminine voice, to yell about how he's not a hatchling anymore mo- and he is met with red eyes that pierce to his core. Within this presence, he is only but a hatchling. Horror fills him as he seems to turn to stone within the creature's gaze, "No need to say anything, little light. I can tell you are not of the realm I walk."
She is a monstrous beast easily three times the size of him. Her eyes tell all, ancient stories behind them of places that only exist in dreams, now. A gaoler. She chitters her large fangs that protrude from her mouth as she circles him. "I'll give you a head start if you wish to try and leave this place. Perhaps let you. You don't have enough meat on your bones to provide for thy lady anyway," the gaoler laughs with a growl, "Go ahead."
He takes the advice and runs away from the place, out of the wasteland as far and as quickly as he is able.
-by naurtism

Apollo is shaken by his last adventures, but he doesn't stop exploring. Soon he finds the Windswept Plateau, and is attracted by the region of the Millmeadows. He is fascinated by the farms and windmills, and wants to learn more. He decides to meet up with the leaders of the village he is staying in and is greeted with a surprise. His sister, and role model is there waiting. They immediately rush to greet each other and over the course of the next few days, they become closer than ever. Still, Apollo must continue his current journey and leaves the village. He and his sister will miss each other very much, but they promise to write each other letters. Thus, Apollo continues.
- by Mixup