Wings of Fire Ship Stories. (ON HOLD FOR NOW)

Green and Gold. (OC ship)

A/N

I'm so sorry for publishing this so late, I've been kinda... busy. 

(Nimble's POV)

   I stalked carefully through the thick undergrowth, looking for one berry in particular.  Just as I spotted a cluster of the large red fruit and reached out my talon to pick them, my claw brushed other scales and I snatched my talon back, instinctively dropping into a defensive crouch.

(Birch's POV)

    I jumped back as warm, smooth scales hit my talon.  I flared my wings, lifting my talons in a "I'm harmless, please don't hurt me" kind of way.  I looked towards the dragon who had touched me, startled to see Queen Nimble, crouching low with her pale green belly nearly on the ground.  

     "Nim- Your Majesty." I said, carefully folding my wings in and flicking off the spider that had been subtly crawling along the outer ridge of them.  I tried to look over Nimble's body without obviously staring.  She had changed so much since the days of wrestling and sleeping together in the wingery. Her diamond shaped snout, flecked with gold scales like it had always been.  Her rather attractive, muscular body.  Birch! I mentally scolded myself.  Nimble is an old friend and newfound queen. Nothing more.  

     "You're staring."  Nimble's queenly, no-nonsense voice snapped me back to reality.  I blushed as I looked at the ground, tilting my head so I could still see Nimble out of the corner of my eye.  She had dropped the defensive crouch and was now standing with her wings tilted forward and a queenly face masking her features.

(Nimble's POV)

     I watched Birch carefully as she folded her pale wings around herself.  She still had that innocence about her that I adored, even after all this time.  I resettled my green wings.  

     "You were... about to pick the berries, your majesty." Birch said, backing away from me. "Nimble." I said, stopping her.  "W-what?" Birch asked me, her wings trembling slightly.  

     "Call me Nimble. Or Ni, like you did back in the hatchery." I answered, picking the red berries and dropping them into a pouch on my chest.  

     "Yes Yo- Nimble."  Birch said, tilting her head at me, but I could tell she was still scared.  I chuckled and stretched my wings.

     "I don't bite, you know." I teased lightly.  

(Birch's POV)

     I laughed quietly at Nimble's teasing.  I still didn't understand why she wanted me, of all dragons, to call her by the nickname we had used in the hatchery all those years ago. 

      "I- I have to go." I told Nimble, spreading my pale wings. I could have sworn I saw a look of disappointment flicker across her face at those words. But she didn't stop me as I leapt into the air, beating my wings and dodging branches.

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(Nimble's POV)

     I lay on my back in the sleephouse, thinking about Birch.  I... missed her.  It was weird.  I sighed and shut my eyes, not seeing the pale figure that slipped into the sleephouse.

(Birch's POV)

     I stared at Queen Nimble as she sighed, looking over her.  She looked... sad. Like she missed something.  Or someone.  Folding my wings against my sides, I lay down next to my Queen.  

(Nimble's POV)

     I opened my eyes slowly as I felt scales touch mine.  I looked over to find Birch, cuddled up in a ball at my side.  I turned until I was facing her.

     "Birch." I whispered, touching her talon.  She opened her eyes and gasped, jumping to her feet.  

     "Your Majesty, I'm so sorry! I just-  She started.

     "No, Birch, come here." I said, gesturing to the spot beside me and sitting up.

      Birch cautiously came forward and sat down beside me until we were only about a tail length  apart. I looked over her shivering form. Without warning, I suddenly closed the distance between us, pressing my lips against hers.  I felt her shocked form trying to pull away, but I grabbed her talons and pulled her back towards me, wrapping my wings around us.

       "Birch, I think I love you." I said when we both pulled away for  air.  Birch nodded.

     "I love you too, Nimble." She whispered, looking down shyly.  I smiled lightly at her, before pressing my lips against hers again.