@kingdoge @felgs @tierce
HAhah thank you! He's a growing boy, also i officially have too many males in my lair.
And thanks for correcting me! He definitely did not need to pee, and i definitely meant to former in your example haha!
Entry Seven
After shifting through the hot thick plumage of the centaur territories, Voltaic managed to slip back into the Lightning borders. The young white dragon on his back had nestled itself comfortably between his shoulderblades and the base of his wings. At least he was secure. His eye had remained fogged, but even he could see the sparce plains that revealed the craggy rows of cliffsides, dotted with shrubs and powerlines. He was near home!
Home... What would he do when he got back? He left without a word, and on such harsh terms. Well! She definately needed to hear them. How could she do that to him? He growled automatically at these dark thoughts, but shook them away. Voltaic owed her his life, without her he would not be here. Without her he would be nothing. "Min..." He mused quietly, skulking back to his lair. At the gate of the grotto, he stared in. There was a faint laughing and then a sharp yip. They were inside. Folding his wings tightly to his body, he entered the cave. He was a little bigger than when he left, his head bumping one of the taller stalactites from the roof. Glancing around, he noticed there was more food in the reserves, and the Centaur he found was gone. No bones either - so they did not eat her...
"Boss??" He called out, his voice cracking awkwardly mid-call. There was a shifting, and a little black face popped out. It was Noir. He had a grin on his face, "Vee! You're back! You're in soooooo much trouble!" he cooed, and ran away giggling. "MUUUUUUUUUUUM!" it echoed down the caves, and as expected, Voltaic heard MBoss approaching, A little quicker than expected. He saw her teal belly and aqua patterned wings, and a wave of relief washed over him - he wasn't sure why, but it was reassuring to see her face. Her...Strangely twisted face. Her fangs were bared as she continued to approach him, at a rather alarming rate. Then it hit him! The ridgeback had forcibly slapped the male across the face with the back of her claws, growling lowly.
Pain rushed across his scaled face and his good eye tearing up slightly. "M-Mboss!" He growled and the fins along his appendages flared up, only to be pulled into a tight embrace.
The large ridgeback had pulled Voltaic close to her chest and her arms were wrapped around his neck, rubbing slightly against his face with her own. "Voltaic...Why, how did you...You had me worried sick. Thank Stormcatcher you are...."She trailed off as she pulled back, glancing all over him. "You....You've grown Voltaic." She hissed, her eyes wide. "Yeah, I have." The male retorted, like it was plainly obvious that he was larger now. "These are not scars." MBoss stated, tracing her slender claws along the lines that now decorated Voltaic's body. They covered him from nose to tail, he resembled that of the common tiger!
After the hugging and strange reunion, the white baby dragon peered from behind Voltaic's wings. "Meyh!" It snipped, and rolled off his body onto the floor, with a small thud. Dust dissipated around him as he got up quickly, already running around. It jumped at MBoss's grounded claw, and nibbled at it slightly. "More surprises." she stated, gasping slightly. "This is a Mirror, A more feral species, but extremely loyal." She stated, Before noticing the fire eyes. "You went to fire territory?" Voltaic said nothing, before he swayed slightly. The pain in his left eye was too much, and he fell to his front claws. "Nng!" His remaining vision started to blur, before he passed out. The last thing he saw was the mistress ridgeback calling out to him.
A faint tinkling sound pricked the air as something metallic fell from the Spring Guardian. The white mirror squeaked and ran over to pick it up in her jaws, it was the diamond ring! The ring was as big as the Mirror's head, and she proudly trotted over and dropped it at the teal ridgeback's feet.
MBoss picked it up and blushed slightly, what was this? Did Voltaic know what these represented? Did he have - She shook her head and promptly replaced the ring, tucking it back into where it fell. It was Voltaic's and his only. She should not jump to conclusions. "Noir! Come here." she demanded, and after a few moments, the pattering of paws ran into the room. "Ah! W-What happened to Vee??! Did you kill him!?" He spattered, completely oblivious to what had happened. "No, he is only unconscious, something is wrong with him. Now is a good time to try out what you have been practicing Noir."
The black guardian nodded, and retrieved his self-assembled medical kit.
He had been studying it from the Centaur he helped nurse, and really enjoyed it. He may be a brat, but he wanted nothing more than to be the cause of saving someone elses life. He returned to the spring guardian and began his inspections. "His eye is infected! And i think he ate something rancid Mum." He mulled over what he had, which was not a lot. "I need something to absorb the gross pus...Oh how about this?" He pondered, and placed some Furian hide onto the infection. He wrapped it with some scrap fabric and tied it tight. "He needs to rest Mum."
The ridgeback had not left his side since he fell down, and helped carry the teenager to his room. There was his mouse friend, waiting for him. "Ember..." She whispered, "Voltaic needs his rest now." Laying his down, she pulled some pelts and placed them over him, before recoiling and laying down herself. She felt obligated to watch over him as he recovered. She was relieved that he had returned to her - what would she do if he had died out there! And he also managed to trigger a primal instinct, and caused the Tiger gene to resurge from within him. What else did this dragon have?
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Noir was busy cataloguing his materials and ointments, watching the baby mirror chew on everything nearby. He heard a shuffling at the gate, and curiously, the black guardian went to investigate. "Hey! Get out of here!"He spat, growling at a smaller purple dragon, who was lingering just outside their cave. His eyes burned bright, just like the mirror. Infact, this fluffy dragon looked to be about the same age as the mirror. Staring at the long tailed dragon, he sat down to guard the entrance. "You're not coming in, y'know." He called out, not letting his guard down. The purple fluffy dragon whined slightly and ran off.
Feeling rather proud of himself, Noir chuckled. "That serves him right." And crossed his claws, to rest his head on it as he remained guarding the lair, like a Guardian would. His thoughts lingered over his adopting Mum, and Voltaic. They were close, and although Vee was only a bit older, he looked to him like a father. He was the oldest male, the most experienced... He smiled, enjoying the idea of having a mother and a father.
The fluffy dragon came back! He slowly approached the guardian, and dropped something at his feet. A peace treaty?
The fluffy dragon whined and nodded once, nudging the rose closer. Noir was baffled at what to do with this. On one claw, this was a baby dragon, on the other claw, it was a fire dragon baby. What would stormcatcher do?
Let him in, the lair needed more workers.
"Hey! Come here, let me get a good look at you." He snapped, his mother was rubbing off on him. Startled slightly, the purple dragon shifted closer. "Closer..." He cooed, and when the small dragon was close enough he noticed his fur was matted and had leves and twigs with it. "You came from the Fire Land...Vee was just there - with a Mirror..." That gave him an idea, "Hey! Baby baby, come here!" and just like that the white mirror rushed to the entrance, jumping up onto the guardian. "Do you know this dragon?" he asked, and he perked his head up. "Myeh!" The purple dragon seemed happy to see the mirror. It was clear to Noir now. They were from the same clutch. Despite the breed difference. "You're nest mates. " He nodded, picking up the rose and shifting to the side - to let the purple dragon in. "You can live here then."
HAhah thank you! He's a growing boy, also i officially have too many males in my lair.
And thanks for correcting me! He definitely did not need to pee, and i definitely meant to former in your example haha!
Entry Seven
After shifting through the hot thick plumage of the centaur territories, Voltaic managed to slip back into the Lightning borders. The young white dragon on his back had nestled itself comfortably between his shoulderblades and the base of his wings. At least he was secure. His eye had remained fogged, but even he could see the sparce plains that revealed the craggy rows of cliffsides, dotted with shrubs and powerlines. He was near home!
Home... What would he do when he got back? He left without a word, and on such harsh terms. Well! She definately needed to hear them. How could she do that to him? He growled automatically at these dark thoughts, but shook them away. Voltaic owed her his life, without her he would not be here. Without her he would be nothing. "Min..." He mused quietly, skulking back to his lair. At the gate of the grotto, he stared in. There was a faint laughing and then a sharp yip. They were inside. Folding his wings tightly to his body, he entered the cave. He was a little bigger than when he left, his head bumping one of the taller stalactites from the roof. Glancing around, he noticed there was more food in the reserves, and the Centaur he found was gone. No bones either - so they did not eat her...
"Boss??" He called out, his voice cracking awkwardly mid-call. There was a shifting, and a little black face popped out. It was Noir. He had a grin on his face, "Vee! You're back! You're in soooooo much trouble!" he cooed, and ran away giggling. "MUUUUUUUUUUUM!" it echoed down the caves, and as expected, Voltaic heard MBoss approaching, A little quicker than expected. He saw her teal belly and aqua patterned wings, and a wave of relief washed over him - he wasn't sure why, but it was reassuring to see her face. Her...Strangely twisted face. Her fangs were bared as she continued to approach him, at a rather alarming rate. Then it hit him! The ridgeback had forcibly slapped the male across the face with the back of her claws, growling lowly.
Pain rushed across his scaled face and his good eye tearing up slightly. "M-Mboss!" He growled and the fins along his appendages flared up, only to be pulled into a tight embrace.
The large ridgeback had pulled Voltaic close to her chest and her arms were wrapped around his neck, rubbing slightly against his face with her own. "Voltaic...Why, how did you...You had me worried sick. Thank Stormcatcher you are...."She trailed off as she pulled back, glancing all over him. "You....You've grown Voltaic." She hissed, her eyes wide. "Yeah, I have." The male retorted, like it was plainly obvious that he was larger now. "These are not scars." MBoss stated, tracing her slender claws along the lines that now decorated Voltaic's body. They covered him from nose to tail, he resembled that of the common tiger!
After the hugging and strange reunion, the white baby dragon peered from behind Voltaic's wings. "Meyh!" It snipped, and rolled off his body onto the floor, with a small thud. Dust dissipated around him as he got up quickly, already running around. It jumped at MBoss's grounded claw, and nibbled at it slightly. "More surprises." she stated, gasping slightly. "This is a Mirror, A more feral species, but extremely loyal." She stated, Before noticing the fire eyes. "You went to fire territory?" Voltaic said nothing, before he swayed slightly. The pain in his left eye was too much, and he fell to his front claws. "Nng!" His remaining vision started to blur, before he passed out. The last thing he saw was the mistress ridgeback calling out to him.
A faint tinkling sound pricked the air as something metallic fell from the Spring Guardian. The white mirror squeaked and ran over to pick it up in her jaws, it was the diamond ring! The ring was as big as the Mirror's head, and she proudly trotted over and dropped it at the teal ridgeback's feet.
MBoss picked it up and blushed slightly, what was this? Did Voltaic know what these represented? Did he have - She shook her head and promptly replaced the ring, tucking it back into where it fell. It was Voltaic's and his only. She should not jump to conclusions. "Noir! Come here." she demanded, and after a few moments, the pattering of paws ran into the room. "Ah! W-What happened to Vee??! Did you kill him!?" He spattered, completely oblivious to what had happened. "No, he is only unconscious, something is wrong with him. Now is a good time to try out what you have been practicing Noir."
The black guardian nodded, and retrieved his self-assembled medical kit.
He had been studying it from the Centaur he helped nurse, and really enjoyed it. He may be a brat, but he wanted nothing more than to be the cause of saving someone elses life. He returned to the spring guardian and began his inspections. "His eye is infected! And i think he ate something rancid Mum." He mulled over what he had, which was not a lot. "I need something to absorb the gross pus...Oh how about this?" He pondered, and placed some Furian hide onto the infection. He wrapped it with some scrap fabric and tied it tight. "He needs to rest Mum."
The ridgeback had not left his side since he fell down, and helped carry the teenager to his room. There was his mouse friend, waiting for him. "Ember..." She whispered, "Voltaic needs his rest now." Laying his down, she pulled some pelts and placed them over him, before recoiling and laying down herself. She felt obligated to watch over him as he recovered. She was relieved that he had returned to her - what would she do if he had died out there! And he also managed to trigger a primal instinct, and caused the Tiger gene to resurge from within him. What else did this dragon have?
----
Noir was busy cataloguing his materials and ointments, watching the baby mirror chew on everything nearby. He heard a shuffling at the gate, and curiously, the black guardian went to investigate. "Hey! Get out of here!"He spat, growling at a smaller purple dragon, who was lingering just outside their cave. His eyes burned bright, just like the mirror. Infact, this fluffy dragon looked to be about the same age as the mirror. Staring at the long tailed dragon, he sat down to guard the entrance. "You're not coming in, y'know." He called out, not letting his guard down. The purple fluffy dragon whined slightly and ran off.
Feeling rather proud of himself, Noir chuckled. "That serves him right." And crossed his claws, to rest his head on it as he remained guarding the lair, like a Guardian would. His thoughts lingered over his adopting Mum, and Voltaic. They were close, and although Vee was only a bit older, he looked to him like a father. He was the oldest male, the most experienced... He smiled, enjoying the idea of having a mother and a father.
The fluffy dragon came back! He slowly approached the guardian, and dropped something at his feet. A peace treaty?
The fluffy dragon whined and nodded once, nudging the rose closer. Noir was baffled at what to do with this. On one claw, this was a baby dragon, on the other claw, it was a fire dragon baby. What would stormcatcher do?
Let him in, the lair needed more workers.
"Hey! Come here, let me get a good look at you." He snapped, his mother was rubbing off on him. Startled slightly, the purple dragon shifted closer. "Closer..." He cooed, and when the small dragon was close enough he noticed his fur was matted and had leves and twigs with it. "You came from the Fire Land...Vee was just there - with a Mirror..." That gave him an idea, "Hey! Baby baby, come here!" and just like that the white mirror rushed to the entrance, jumping up onto the guardian. "Do you know this dragon?" he asked, and he perked his head up. "Myeh!" The purple dragon seemed happy to see the mirror. It was clear to Noir now. They were from the same clutch. Despite the breed difference. "You're nest mates. " He nodded, picking up the rose and shifting to the side - to let the purple dragon in. "You can live here then."
