GCR Drabbles

Soulmate AU #2

In which you have your soulmate's name tattooed on one wrist, and your enemy's name on the other. The catch is, you don't know which is which.

A particular gust of wind caused Serqet's fur and feathers to ruffle up, and the maneuvered one of her wings to shield her eyes from the flying sand. 

When the wind died down, she folded her feathery wing back against her flank. 

She stared at her wrists. 

On her right wrist, embedded in the pale brown fur in black, was the name, Amen.

On her left, it was the same black ink, but it showed Devotee instead.

There were certainly no sphinxes in the area with those names. 

"Those are some weird names," a voice commented bluntly. 

With a roll of her eyes and a soft scowl, Serqet turned her arms over and glanced at her friend, Thebes. 

"So what?"

Thebes placed a paw over her mouth, slightly giggling. 

"Nothing, nothing."

"Name's Saturday," he introduced himself, maneuvering his wing in front of him and lowering his first half of his body to somewhat bow. 

She raised a brow at him when he stooped up, saying, "Strange name."

She took a quick glance at the dragon's wrists, seeing how there were bands of black cloth wrapped around them. 

Do dragons have tattoos on their wrists too? 

If they didn't, she really didn't want to explain the entire thing to this stranger she just met, so she moved her paws closer to her so he wouldn't be able to see the names on her wrists. 

"I get that a lot. At least I'm not named Sunday," the dragon - Saturday - mused. 

Serqet flicked her tail. 

"What's wrong with Sunday?"

He scanned her for a moment before replying, "Nothing. But it is known as the day to attend church and pray; the holy day, and I am anything but holy." 

Serqet grinned slightly. "Mm, that makes sense."

Saturday nodded with a small smirk. 

"Do you have a name? Or can I call you winged-kitty?"

She rolled her eyes. 

"I'm Serqet. And I'm not a 'winged-kitty', as you put it. I'm a sphinx."

His expression suddenly looked darkened. "I'm well aware."

Serqet tilted her head. 

"You alright?"

The dragon cleared his throat. 

"Perfectly fine."

He flashed up his smirk again. "How about you come with me?"

She raised a brow again. 

"Where?"

"Beyond this desert, of course," he chuckled.

She hesitated, letting her eyes scan her paws. 

"Scared of a little adventure, sphinx?" he challenged. 

With that, she defiantly stood up and took a step towards him.