Leirazva: The Skrill who defied Dragonkind
Tue, 05/05/2015 - 19:48
Prologue: Musings of a Skrill
The hill was the perfect place to watch the sun setting against the water. It was also perfect to look down upon the young dragons playing in the valley below. The setting sun caught the blues, purples and reds of the mixture of dragons. Several young red Gronckles, a blue Monstrous Nightmare, a young purple Skrill and a black and green Nightfury were all chasing each other and wrestling about. Their growls and laughing barks echoed up the hill to the adult Skrill.
The Skrill was golden in color with white patches on his wings and head. He had several faded scars on his body and tail showing he'd lived a harsh life. Yet his eyes were kind and sad as they watched the children. He sighed softly and rested his head on his front legs. His wings were folded back and his tail twitched idly. The Skrill appeared to be far away in thought. Which was probably why he missed hearing the dragon padding up the side of the hill.
The purple Flightmare, with pink outlining her wings, walked slowly up to the Skrill and pressed her side against his, gently nuzzling his face as she did. She glowed lightly and settled down next to him. The male blinked and raised a wing to drape across her body. She rumbled softly and happily before looking down at the children. Her eyes sparkled and she smiled softly. "I thought I'd find you here Leir," she spoke softly as her head turned towards him.
Leir rumbled softly back at her and nuzzled her gently. "I felt like watching them today..." he trailed off not explaining himself. But the female understood. Most days the Skrill acted like a very large kid always playing with the other young dragons as if he was their age. It wasn't often he acted this way. It wasn't often he showed his fragile heart.
"What is it? "she pressed close to him in an urge to protect him from what she didn't know. The Flightmare didn't like seeing him this way. As if he was bothered. This was not her Leir. Her playful and strong mate. This Leir was... Haunted. It bothered her more than she'd ever admit.
" Please don't worry Gem. I'm... Okay, "Leir nuzzled her again. Gem pushed his head away. He smiled softly at the agitated look on her face. His Gemmalynn. She couldn't help her need to defend and protect those she loved. It was in her nature. As was her need to forgive and love. A moment later she sighed and nuzzled him. She could never stay mad at anyone. Not when they needed her.
"Please tell me. Don't push me out. No secrets okay?" Gem tried to give him a glare but it was pitiful at best. She'd never been successful at staying angry at her male. But for once he nodded. He'd let her have her way. Leir nodded at the children and they both watched them quietly.
"See how the sun hits her?" he spoke softly. They both watched the young black and green nightfury. The sun glinted off the green in her hide making her almost glow. She looked like a ghost from his past. Another Nightfury that had almost glowed green. She'd been beautiful and fierce. She'd been quick to tell others how things were and never accepted any back talk. And she'd taught a young Skrill male that there were some things you had to fight for.
"She looks like her?" Gem blinked softly. She knew the story almost as well as the Skrill. He'd told it to her many times. He sometimes dreamed of it. Then he'd wake sweating and crying. She'd spend hours while he retold it to her and she comforted him. To this day he hoped retelling it would free him of the ghosts of his past. Gem was beginning to doubt he'd ever be free. "Tell it to me again," Gemma nuzzled him while they continued to watch the young Nightfury jump atop one of the Gronckles. "Please." Still it seemed to help him to share it with her. So she'd listen again and hope one day he'd be free of it.
Leir curled his tail about hers, his eyes transfixed on the Nightfury, "I was born into a strange Skrill group. At the time I didn't know it. Instead they were just my family and I didn't know that there could be any other way to live..." his rumbling voice was soft as he recalled his first days of life.
(Little extras: a commission of Leir and Gem together made by GreenCheekedGroot. I'll occasionally add extras like this or side notes to the story. )
Fri, 05/08/2015 - 10:16
#2
Cool story!
I'm excited to read the next part!
Edit: lol I meant to reply to the whole thread :)
Wed, 05/06/2015 - 19:40
#5
Tracking :)
Ooo! I like it, well written! Can't wait to see what happens.
Wed, 05/06/2015 - 20:29
#7
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Very well written, and very interesting story! Can't wait to see what happens next!