I have Honeybird here and she has made quite the impact with Xerxes!
I'll have her continue her journey to another clan after a little bit of rest for her!
MordareMarkie, Molten Scar wrote:
Trading one gloom spot for another, at least it seemed that this one held light.. And warmth. A lot of warmth. It was quite a bit actually. I found myself a relatively sheltered area to rest in the molten terrain. As I gathered up my strength from my travels, I listened to the steady beat of a dozen thrumming wings. Casting my eyes in the direction of the source, I find myself on the territory of a clan of fire faes. They all flew as if following a cadence. There was one that seemed to falter though, his eyes meeting mine for just the briefest moment before he hurried to catch up with his clan. Intresting.
It wasn't long before my strength had regained. Breaking away from the shaded area, I made my way about with a curious glint in my eyes. Faes hoarded things didn't they? Surely this was a place I could have my way. I couldn't have been but a few wing spans from my place of departure when a fae in sentry/guard like garb approached me. "Finally! I was beginning to wonder when the welcome party would arrive." I'd exclaim but gain no amusement from the other dragon. Were all dragons outside my lair this stiff?
"My name is Pollux. What is your reason for visiting?" He'd inquire in such stoic tone for such a little guy.
"Well, since you asked so nicely." I'd chide, awaiting some sort of remark but when nothing was achieved I simply sighed and went on. "I'm travelling from Mavenlark on behalf of my parents-"
"Traveller? Oh." Pollux would snort before giving and exhasperated flush of his frills. "Come along this way, we have a place for your kind."
"Kind?! Ex-Excuse you!" I sputtered at the total amount of disrespect from this.. this lower being!
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It was mildly difficult being so close to the dens in which this clan inhibited. They all seemed to fly at the same time, their wings all beating and those frills buzzing against themselves. Huffing, I curled myself up even higher, flourishing my wings over my head.
"S'cuse me?" A hestiatnt voice broke over all the buzzing and humming.
Tipping back a wing, I peered at the present Fae. He stood on his hind limbs, front limbs wriggling awkwardly in front of him. He was small like all the rest of his kind, his wings seeming a bit larger than most but that was the only notable size difference. Just like the rest, his face remained laxed and unexpressive.. It was unnerving. "Yes?"
"I.." His frills seemed to flutter anxiously.. Or, that's what I think that meant at least, his face remained the same. "You're very breathtaking." My head would lift a little bit at this, both my wings lowering by my sides as he had my attention now. "I saw you when you arrived. I've never seen a dragoness, quite like you."
"Oh, how kind of you." I'd smile, giving a small flutter of my eyes. "Well I am my mother's prized daughter, I was the successful first successful egg of her clutches."
"She must be blessed by the Flamecaller to have such a beautiful daughter!" His expression remained the same but his head frills were perked up. "How many clutches were ugly before?" Huh? I looked startled a moment as he innocently lowered to all fours and **** his head to the side.
"I'm sorry?" I'd ask confused.
"Well you were the first beautiful. How many before you were ugly and exalted to the God?" I couldn't help but let my jaw drop. "Wh-What?"
"That didn't happen, she just had.. What in the..?" I was speechless. What do you say to that? The fae grew awkward again, his frills fluttering nervously.
He'd clear his throat, "Well you see Faes have a lot of hatchlings so when.." His eyes darted to the ground as one of his two fingered hands rubbed at the side of his face. "My name's Xerxes!" He'd pick his head up quickly to look at me, his frills shivering as if trying to settle.
"Honeybird.." I'd drawl uncertainly.
"Perhaps I started this all wrong. Um.. Oh! I brought these here for you." He'd reach around his back for a satchel and pull out two gauntlets
, turning them over and displaying them to me. I couldn't help but examine the fine craftsmanship of the wear. "Maybe we can just talk over a meal? Lighter stuff? And if you want I can answer any questions you may have." This was quite a different situation, one would've assumed Plague to be a darker element with methods. I cast my eyes back to the fae, he seemed honest and pretty innocent to how bad that had sounded.
"Sure, Xerxes. Sounds fun."
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"The ideals of this traveller has tainted your faith in the Flamecaller." This fae was the leader of this clan, Ptolemy, as Xerxes had told me prior to this meeting.
"She hasn't! ..Not really." I nudged him with my tail to assure him I had his back. "The way we've been doing things are all wrong! We're exhalting youth that don't have a chance to decide whether they even want to live in such a way!"
"You think your God would want you to-" I had started to speak but the leading Fae bristled as she whipped her head in my direction. She launched up from her throne, flying straight towards my face but Xerxes intervened to meet her face to face.
"This Guardian knows nothing of our ways!" The Fae countered, hissing in the face of the blue Fae.
"She knows that Hatchlings have a say! Parents can't decide what to do with them like that! That's wrong!" Why does that seem so familiar? Did.. Did my parents have a right to kick me out like they did? Maybe I was a bit much but.. Was that much different than this?
---
"I've caused quite the stir in your clan." I mused, earning a small chuckled from the blue Fae.
"For the right reasons." His gaze would shift to the pool of lava, within it sat four eggs. I'd watch as his frills seemed to deflate for a moment before he turned to look back at me. "Are you certain you can't stay?" I paused for a moment, letting my own eyes carry over to the eggs that sat in the glowing magma.
"I can't end this journey just yet." I'd shake my head before looking back at Xerxes. "I know you'll take good care of them." I'd smile softly before turning to prepare for my departure.
It wasn't long before my strength had regained. Breaking away from the shaded area, I made my way about with a curious glint in my eyes. Faes hoarded things didn't they? Surely this was a place I could have my way. I couldn't have been but a few wing spans from my place of departure when a fae in sentry/guard like garb approached me. "Finally! I was beginning to wonder when the welcome party would arrive." I'd exclaim but gain no amusement from the other dragon. Were all dragons outside my lair this stiff?
"My name is Pollux. What is your reason for visiting?" He'd inquire in such stoic tone for such a little guy.
"Well, since you asked so nicely." I'd chide, awaiting some sort of remark but when nothing was achieved I simply sighed and went on. "I'm travelling from Mavenlark on behalf of my parents-"
"Traveller? Oh." Pollux would snort before giving and exhasperated flush of his frills. "Come along this way, we have a place for your kind."
"Kind?! Ex-Excuse you!" I sputtered at the total amount of disrespect from this.. this lower being!
---
It was mildly difficult being so close to the dens in which this clan inhibited. They all seemed to fly at the same time, their wings all beating and those frills buzzing against themselves. Huffing, I curled myself up even higher, flourishing my wings over my head.
"S'cuse me?" A hestiatnt voice broke over all the buzzing and humming.
Tipping back a wing, I peered at the present Fae. He stood on his hind limbs, front limbs wriggling awkwardly in front of him. He was small like all the rest of his kind, his wings seeming a bit larger than most but that was the only notable size difference. Just like the rest, his face remained laxed and unexpressive.. It was unnerving. "Yes?"
"I.." His frills seemed to flutter anxiously.. Or, that's what I think that meant at least, his face remained the same. "You're very breathtaking." My head would lift a little bit at this, both my wings lowering by my sides as he had my attention now. "I saw you when you arrived. I've never seen a dragoness, quite like you."
"Oh, how kind of you." I'd smile, giving a small flutter of my eyes. "Well I am my mother's prized daughter, I was the successful first successful egg of her clutches."
"She must be blessed by the Flamecaller to have such a beautiful daughter!" His expression remained the same but his head frills were perked up. "How many clutches were ugly before?" Huh? I looked startled a moment as he innocently lowered to all fours and **** his head to the side.
"I'm sorry?" I'd ask confused.
"Well you were the first beautiful. How many before you were ugly and exalted to the God?" I couldn't help but let my jaw drop. "Wh-What?"
"That didn't happen, she just had.. What in the..?" I was speechless. What do you say to that? The fae grew awkward again, his frills fluttering nervously.
He'd clear his throat, "Well you see Faes have a lot of hatchlings so when.." His eyes darted to the ground as one of his two fingered hands rubbed at the side of his face. "My name's Xerxes!" He'd pick his head up quickly to look at me, his frills shivering as if trying to settle.
"Honeybird.." I'd drawl uncertainly.
"Perhaps I started this all wrong. Um.. Oh! I brought these here for you." He'd reach around his back for a satchel and pull out two gauntlets
, turning them over and displaying them to me. I couldn't help but examine the fine craftsmanship of the wear. "Maybe we can just talk over a meal? Lighter stuff? And if you want I can answer any questions you may have." This was quite a different situation, one would've assumed Plague to be a darker element with methods. I cast my eyes back to the fae, he seemed honest and pretty innocent to how bad that had sounded."Sure, Xerxes. Sounds fun."
---
"The ideals of this traveller has tainted your faith in the Flamecaller." This fae was the leader of this clan, Ptolemy, as Xerxes had told me prior to this meeting.
"She hasn't! ..Not really." I nudged him with my tail to assure him I had his back. "The way we've been doing things are all wrong! We're exhalting youth that don't have a chance to decide whether they even want to live in such a way!"
"You think your God would want you to-" I had started to speak but the leading Fae bristled as she whipped her head in my direction. She launched up from her throne, flying straight towards my face but Xerxes intervened to meet her face to face.
"This Guardian knows nothing of our ways!" The Fae countered, hissing in the face of the blue Fae.
"She knows that Hatchlings have a say! Parents can't decide what to do with them like that! That's wrong!" Why does that seem so familiar? Did.. Did my parents have a right to kick me out like they did? Maybe I was a bit much but.. Was that much different than this?
---
"I've caused quite the stir in your clan." I mused, earning a small chuckled from the blue Fae.
"For the right reasons." His gaze would shift to the pool of lava, within it sat four eggs. I'd watch as his frills seemed to deflate for a moment before he turned to look back at me. "Are you certain you can't stay?" I paused for a moment, letting my own eyes carry over to the eggs that sat in the glowing magma.
"I can't end this journey just yet." I'd shake my head before looking back at Xerxes. "I know you'll take good care of them." I'd smile softly before turning to prepare for my departure.
I'll have her continue her journey to another clan after a little bit of rest for her!
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