The Lost Dragonet

Chapter Four

~Part I, Strengh~

It's been one new month of traveling, making her time of life a total of four months. Aglaia could already smell the air becoming different from the regular thick air of the forest, and she noticed food became much scarcer than usual. She constantly considered running back into the forest, but she decided against it. The dragonet's scales prickled up as she felt a needle-filled gaze scratch at the back of her head. She ignored it.

The day was turning into a marvelous night as Aglaia came to a stop, feeling extremely tired. She wished she could stay awake because she felt so much safer under the moon than the blinding sun, much like her various feelings between the land and the gorgeous pools of water, but her muscles were stiff and tender, aching for her small and delicate, yet strong and sturdy body to rest.

The dragonet found a nearby tree and begun digging a hole in between its thick roots, like a fox or bunny den just not as pernament. As soon as the hole was big enough for her to sleep and spread out comfortably, she slipped in and curled up in an armidillo like fashion, sinking into the fine, soft soil of her new sleeping area. She tossed and turned, digging at the ground a little, eating a few horned beetles, before finally getting comfy enough to slowly drift into the peaceful abyss that is sleep.
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Aglaia went into a half-councious state, being unable to move unless she really wanted to. But it felt like Aglaia was floating, it was so realistic! It almost felt like flying, she dared to think. With the cool breeze feeling and everything! Even with the air pulling at her lazily spread wings! Then, a low and feminine voice rang out, "Are they dead?" The voice was so soothing, and the feeling of sturdy talons holding onto her belly so supportingly, but not harshly, made her feel even more rela- wait. Dead? This felt real, a little TOO real. "No, they're not dead sweetie, they're just sleeping." said a more masculine voice, that sounded really realistic, is this really a dream?

"Poor thing, I can't smell a single dragon on them. Only the forest. What a cruel thing to do to such innocent youth..." the feminine voice said, sounding really emotional. The other supposed dragon let out a consoling coo, "Maybe we can adopt them, they'd fit right in with our other children," the other dragon suggested. Aglaia could tell they had a silent agreement, and she drifted right back into a dreamless sleep.

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~Part II, Family~

Aglaia tossed around a little, feeling a soft but slightly uncomfortable surface underneath her, it made her want to just drift off to sleep once more and just forget about it all. Then, it felt like she was getting sniffed by something, which caused her to bolt up and hiss loudly like a deadly snake. That enlightened a loud shriek as she snapped her eyes open, showing off her irritated purple orbs that almost seemed to glow in the dull, grey room.

Her eyes met another dragonet's extraordinarily icy blue ones as she slowly progressed towards them, causing them to turn around, scream unreasonably loud, and run out of the room as if he had seen a hydragon. But that hydra was long since slayed, and probably just a myth...

Aglaia flapped her wings and twisted her neck around like an owl, only for a pair of dragonets to catch her eye and they scattered like spiders when they made eye contact, swiftly and quietly. She retwisted her neck, wiggled her snout and widened her eyes innocently as a giant dragon came into the room, looking extremely confused.

"Why are my dragonets running from you?" asked the strangly familiar, muscular voice curiously, he sounded kinda amused. With that, she simply cocked her head innocently and fondled with her brown fur bag that was still wrapped sturdily around her tail. "Sweetie, I need to ask you a few questions." he said slowly and carefully, as if Aglaia would go off like a bomb at any moment. She simply nodded in return.

"Okay so, how old are you?" he asked, causing Aglaia to hold up four claws, "Four days?," she shakes her head, "Four months?", she nodded her head at that. That caused a sharp inhale to sound from the white, spikey dragon. She was suprised when he didn't ask any more questions, and instead, scooped her up into his forelegs. Aglaia let out a little questionable squeak as she was carried like she weighed nothing, watching as the other children stared and gawked, counting about four of them, and she was taken into another room where a blue dragon stood.

The dragoness was draped over two eggs like a blanket, and inspected her mate and the new dragonet. Aglaia felt out of place as she looked at the beautiful creature that stood before her, with her deep blue scales and her sparkly-swishy things that littered her body. Her light purple eyes nearly matched Aglaia's as they looked upon eachother with understanding. They knew of eachothers pain and wisdom, that they had seen some of the worst of the world that they have inhabited. Sasuki could see Aglaia's demons as she searched her eyes, and she knew that they had both the same power, even with how young the dragonet was.

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~Part III, Growing Kingdom~

They had taken Agalia into their family as if she were their own, welcoming her with open talons. Her new family had consisted of Sasuki the Seawing that was the egg bearer of the family. She is a beautiful dragoness with light purple eyes and the most gorgeous dark blue scales, she's calm and collective, but she has one heck of a glare. The lead dragon is Iceburg, an Icewing with icy yellow eyes and thick, white scales and spikes running down his back, he's fun but not very alpha-like.

Granite and Topaz, the two female bigwings, they are both two years old like their brothers. Quiet and fast, they hatched from the same egg and they've been attached hip to hip since. They both share a light blue color for their scales and a dark blue for their back-spikes, and the she-devils are quite malicious and tricking. Always playing tricks and fighting for the biggest berry or juiciest peice of meat but never with eachother, only with their brothers and occasionally, Aglaia.There's been absolutely no known time when they weren't being sarcastic or devilish. Something is quite suspicious about them, but that's probably just because Aglaia is unused to her new family. Maybe that feeling is just from the quick transfer from the forest to her new home.

The oldest brother, Riptide, is very calm. Much like Sakura. He almost always is the one to break up fights, but he never started them. Agalia looks up to him, in her opinion but she knew it as a FACT, he's the best bigwings anyone could ever ask for. He has a dark oceon blue scale color, his scale-spikes are much more silvery than any of his siblings'. He is the tallest one from his clutch, and he knows how to hunt really well.

Lastly there's Whirlpool, but don't let his feirce name fool you, he's extremely cowardly. It amuses Aglaia and her other siblings more than a scavenger dancing on a cow. He's a spitting image of his father, except for the purplish tint to his eyes and his personality. Whirlpool is always the first to run, or submit, or scare, or scream, or.... you get the point. Theres something secretive about his fearful aura.

  Aglaia found herself carving designs into the rocky wall, knowing her new parents were growing a new kingdom. The only one who didn't know was Riptide. The growing cow civilization in the surrounding icy, water-covered land was a dead give-away. Normal dragons dont do thatto cows unless they want them to support a great amount of people. Or they're just extremely hungry...

She pondered who they would ally with, fight with, and mate with. She stared at the moon as her mother called her inside for sleep. Aglaia took a big whiff of the cool night air one last time as she went back into the soon-to-be-castle of the soon to be kingdom. She felt content once more as she settled down, sleeping to her sibling's constant bickering.
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  "Hmm, maybe that really should be a quote for the new prophecy? They ARE growing a new kingdom, maybe it'll include war...
Don't fret, we have time."