Sha L. Lin

The birth

Underneath the stars and three moons a pup was born.
Dressed in robes of blue opalescent silk scales a flaming cantaloupe underbody and obsidian bones, the council knew it was one of a kind, it's mother knew it was one of a kind, so she took them far away to a cave in the 3rd world's dimension to be hidden from the rest.

Within that cave the newborn learned it's first 3 moons of life, drinking it's mother's or father's grace and hunting small animals such as moi lizards or Choi quizzard snappers.

The hunting was just for fun, he would never eat those poor creatures, never without a reason which was something his small family couldn't comprehend.

His mother, lovely as she was had almost no wit and his father the shelled dragon that it was never gave into the weakness of tears and would have an uproar anytime it saw sign of this kind of submission from it's wife or pup, even at the age that it currently was.
Simply because:
"A royal, shan't show anything other than what the other will see, you will learn that and you will grow with it young one or else what kind of royal shall you be?
Shouted out as a Coward my utmost Disgrace, part of Nothing nor no one since you will be disowned and possibly even sold"

With that the pup obeyed, to every rule, every command, every pick in it's scales refined, corrected. Just till ..just till he left home.

The pup never understood why the king was filled with such malice and hate towards anything he deemed un-royal, he just was, and they all accepted that.

His mother...seeing her was a pain within a smile,
like a cheerii.
Being as low witted as she was, he was able to sneak off to the outside, touch the grass and the diamond ninny flowers, who dry out if be sold. If ever caught he would tear off an old ninny as to not harm the young ones and give it to his mother who would cry with glee at the darling things and forget about anything previously.
Blessings he would then later on tell the rest of the diamond ninnies.

Blessings till his mother, horder of gold that she was would one day sell those ninnies when he was at the age of 9 moons, watch the petals of shine crumble into coal pebbled nothing's and filled with embarrassment and punctured pride, decide to give her pup an inked scar.
That was the night he because fearful of both.
Her knives born into her paws dragged heavy and thick into his delicate silk scales, leading a coalition of ruby to pour out in defeat right across his chest, meant to represent her own pain caused by him.

His father came home and with hope he leaped up for just a graze of his skin, a butterfly of affection only to be pushed down and informed of the rules once more.
He listened.
He obeyed.
He slept, in discontent and decided never again.

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Choi quizzard snappers are a mix between Choi fish and alligators, they're the size of centipede
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Cheeri
Have long spider bodies that hold together porcelain looking baby heads, they're about 2 feet tall and enjoy hunting down small birds. They also have a smile that could rival Medusa's lovely snake hair.