Werewolf 2: Dungeons and Werewolves

Chapter 14: The Rouge Hatchling who saw the future

It was another beautiful day in the Rouges Hidden Forest, like the Fairy Forest, but different. In the Rouges Forest a dragon with the darkest of scales was wandering down the dirt path. She was smaller than most other dragons, maybe around five or six, so she wasn't old enough to have a mate yet or go on big hunts on her own. But then again, why would anyone leave the Hidden Forest?

The Rouge Dragons had all different types of scales, wings shapes, snout sizes, colors and patterns, etc. Everyone was different but there were a few common things, the most notable one being that they were all female. Strange but interesting! How this tribe managed to survive for so long is incredible and a mystery to all other dragon tribes, even other creatures don't know how it happens!

As our Rouge walked down the path she looked around and saw many of her fellow Rouges playing, working, building, or just having a pleasant conversation. Some even having to open the front doors to their homes because of how hot they were. But the young dragon ignored them and kept wobbling down the road, at least until she reached her home, or her parents home at least. The home was made out of a giant old tree (that was still alive), which belonged to the chiefs family, so this young dragon was the daughter of the Rouges Chief.

When the young dragon walked in she heard her name be called. "Tao!" called a female voice. Though when the young dragon (whose name was Tao) turned she was wrapped in an embrace by an older dragon, the older dragon being her mother. Now, Tao didn't hate her mother, in fact she loved her very much. It was the fact that her mother was so overly positive, which wasn't a bad thing, but all the time? It was too much for Tao.

"How's my daughter today?" Her mother asked.

"Oh. It's fine, just the same old stuff." Tao answered, since she couldn't think of anything else to say. It was her default way of responding to that question, at least to her mother.

"You say that every day, Tao. One of these days your going to realize that everyday isn't just 'the same old stuff'." Said her mother.

Tao sighed. "Well mom, maybe if you didn't ask the same question then I would answer differently."

Her mothers scales turned a bit green (since she was one of those dragons who could change their scale color) as if she was sick, though it didn't blend well with her natural pink scales. "Fine, I'll shake things up a bit. So Tao did you see any cute dragons today?"

"Mom!"

"What? Its a valid question? When I was six, I had my types."

"You mean dad?" asked Tao.

"No, I wasn't into the whole 'I'm the alpha of my group. Fear me!' thing." She explained.

"So you're saying dad was a jackass? Not cool mom, dad is really cool!" Tao argued, her dad was one of the only dragons she would actually defend.

"Oh Aethers no! Your father was very timid, it was rare when she would actually be seen hanging around others. She always had her snout burred in a book or scroll. It even surprises me that she managed to steal my heart! Well that and how many mangoes I'm able to shove into my mouth." She joked. "And before you ask, your father is in the prophecy cave."

"Thanks mom." Tao said, though as she turned to leave she looked back at her mother who was now holding a scroll in her claw, "Actually... I want to talk to you for a little bit?"

Tao's mother literally beamed with excitement, her scales turned a bright and vibrant yellow as if she was the sun. "You actually want to talk to me for once?"

"Mhm, and we can first talk about this scroll." Tao said as she snatched the scroll from her mothers claw. The older dragon tried to stop her but Tao flew up and into a hole which was the entrance to her room and started reading the scroll. Wow whoever wrote this has amazing grammar and spelling. I never even heard some of these words before! I wonder who wrote this. Tao thought as she read.