Ignatius' Backstory

This story takes place in a tribe of fire dragons, where Ignatius was born. He was born to a pure red fire dragon and an orange dragoness with a bright gold underbelly. His father was a former warlord that was very hot tempered and violent until he met his wife, who while also hot tempered, but also a good nurturer, and tried to teach Ignatius to control his temper and his fire. Ignatius always came to her when he lost his temper like a hatchling and was in great distress. 

"Come on now, Ignatius. You gotta learn to meditate properly" said a frustrated sensei, an eastern dragon who had migrated from the eastern continents. 

"Bah, why should I?!" Ignatius snapped.

"Because you need to control your fire and your temper. Now obey your sensei" he said assertively. 

"Okay, okay..." Ignatius closed his eyes. But as he was about to meditate, some other students started to pick on him. 

"Hah, man! What kind of fire dragon can't control his temper at all?!" 

"Yeah! He's a nonstop volcano!" 

"He's a fire that can't be put out!" 

"SHUT UP!!" Ignatius roared loudly, tail whipping the other students against the wall. They yelped in pain upon hitting the wall. He then charged at the sensei and was about to breathe a fireball, but the sensei grabbed his snout and pinned him down. Ignatius squirmed, trying to get free. 

"That is enough, Ignatius! You are lucky if I don't tell your mother and father! Next week you'd better calm down and shape up, or you're out of martial arts!" 

"Fine, as if I wanted to be in this class anyway!" Ignatius snorted as he stormed out. He was so angry, he really wanted to swallow a dragon whole. But his good nature deep inside him wouldn't allow that. He knew he had to calm himself. But as he walked into town, he saw a horrible sight. He saw two fire dragons picking on a poor innocent eastern dragon! 

"Come on! Stand up and fight!" 

"Yeah! Don't be such a cowardly noodle!" 

"No! Stop! HEEEELLLLLPPP!!" the eastern dragon cried for help. There was no way Ignatius was going to ignore this! He watched in horror as the bullies played with the eastern dragon's body by twisting it and tying it into knots. He roared as loud as he could and charged at the bullies, headbutting them down to the ground. 

"Ow! This ain't your business, Iggy!" one of the bullies protested. 

"Yes, it is! I'm not gonna let you hurt this poor innocent any longer." 

"Whatcha gonna do about it?" the bullies taunted. 

"THIS!!" he roared as he inhaled and then breathed a long and hot stream of fire towards the bullies. They got scared and ran away, their tails between their legs. 

"Looks like they were the cowards after all..." Ignatius snorted, untying the poor eastern dragon. 

"Oh, thank you sir! I'm in your debt!" the eastern dragon bowed. 

"No need. Now go find a safe place" Ignatius said, before walking away. He felt so distraught by what happened. He wondered, how could God let such a horrible thing happen? He knew there was one person he could talk to. One that could help him get over it. And that was his mother. He knocked on the door of his mother and father's cottage, hoping to talk to her. Instead, who would answer the door was another fire dragon. A doctor. 

"Yes, little one? How can I help you?" 

Ignatius seemed confused. Where was his mother? 

"I want to see my mother. Where is she?"