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Volcano was the far-seer, the fire oracle and the second founder of the clan. He'd always known where he would be so he didn't mind the wait. He'd started at the rim of the Waste, where the crashing Sea met scorching lava. For days he traveled deeper into the ash and rock his only company the enemies he fought and evaded on the way. The time was drawing near and suddenly he didn't seem to have enough of it, the oppressing heat giving way to comforting warmth as he made his way to the Hearth, time nipping at his heels or was that a Scarlet Serpenta? Curious, he hadn't seen that.
He found her exactly where he knew she'd be, her Vulpine Lamp already attached to her side. She was as magnificent as he'd known she'd be, as he'd expected, as he'd hoped. Already so protective, he'd seen their future spread before them and he couldn't wait.
"Who's there?" she growled, her wing held aloft over the her familiar. "If you're here to fight, I warn you, I will protect my new home."
"I don't want to fight you." he hissed. "I want to join you. I'm impressed, honestly. You went from a nameless rogue to the founder of a clan in one night."
"A clan?" she echoed, bewildered.
"Yes." he smiled because it all started, right here and right now. "I'm going to join you here. And I won't be the only one. We're going to lead this clan together. And it's going to be wonderful. Peaceful."
"What's your name?" she asked, her head tilted at him.
He smiled. "My name is Volcano. And you are Barracuda."
He was shortly proven right, dragons of all kinds dropped in by fate and chance and Caller sent. He was pleased when he found their future together to be more intertwined then he'd seen and involving far more lovely children. She succeeds more then he ever dreamed, noble, reasonable, and loyal above all else. He sat by her side threw it all, shrewd, loyal and forever dreaming of the next good day.