The night was young, the sound of crickets and bugs filled the air, it was cold and misty and the humidity was high. In the hatchery of a small dragon village, was a red dragon egg, with black stripes sounding it. The egg slowly began to shake and a crack appeared on the outside of the shell, a loud cracking sounded as a young baby dragon fell out. His wings and scales a red and black. He was more black then red due to how small he was, but the problem was that he was small, too small. A guard walked up the hatching and growled under his breath."A useless runt.I guess I should throw you out with the rest.", he roughly picked up the cowering hatchling, despite his whimpers and protest, the guard then tossed him off the cliff. The hatchling landed on the side of the cliff and began to roll down into the ground with a rough thud. He tried to get up, but only fell to the ground, he was surrounded by other runts, that were dead. He whimpered cold and afraid. He was unable to get up and he then just gave up and fell to the ground. His leg was twisted into a odd angle and it hurt to move. He saw spots and was dizzy. He then lost consciousness. He only heard a voice in a odd language he did not understand. Then he heard nothing and saw nothing but black. He awoke to warmth and buried in blankets. He heard something walking around him. He was clueless to the sounds of crackling and popping. He smelt a strong scent, that was pleasant. He tried to move, but winced and whined in protest. The baby dragon then noticed something wet and salty coming out of his eyes, then the blankets were removed to reveal a face of a women. He didn't know what this strange creature was nor did he know what was going on. She said something along he didn't understand, and then picked him up and brought him closer to a bright thing in a stone hole in the wall. The strong scent got stronger as they grew near it. A wispy,thick cloud of smoke bellowed from the light. He then noticed that the creature held a thing in front of his face. He blinked at the thing. It was pink and had red liquid on it. He then saw the creature point to its mouth and then to his. He opened his mouth and it put the thing in his mouth. He then natural began to chew. It tasted wonderful. He then swallowed it and then his belly felt warm. He yawned and the creature chuckled and wrapped him in a blanket and mumbled words he didn't understand. He then slowly fell back asleep.
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Titus Silverstone:Biography of my fursona
FantasyThis is not just a story, but a description of my OC's past. ~CLAIMER:ART IS OWNED BY ME AND IS TO ONLY BE USED BY ME