Name: Viridian Emerald

        I was out flying with Lightning Strike, my Skrill, currently heading towards a large, earthy island. The reason was because, rumor had it, there was a legendary Night Fury there that ruled over the island and dragons that lived there. People said that to tame it, you walk up 10,000 steps to reach the top of an altar that the legendary dragon slept upon. From there you had to offer it things; such as gems, gold, or shiny necklaces, bracelets, and anklets.

       I wanted to see if the rumors were true, so I had two large bags slung over my back with at least twenty large rubies and sapphires, as well as some emerald necklaces that I didn't wear and a beautiful, emerald ring, and a lot of diamonds and crystals stuffed in. The other had countless smaller rubies, emeralds, sapphires, diamonds, crystals, and some amethysts. I eventually landed on the island and immediately noticed odd, white marble stairs leading high upwards. I stared, daunted. The rumors really were true. Well, about the steps anyways. I sprinted on over and stared again. I hesitantly placed a foot on the beginning step, and looked around warily. Upon nothing happening, I continued upwards uneasily, stopping to glance around suspiciously sometimes. Lightning Strike hadn't followed me up; he was at the bottom of the steps, pacing back and forth unhappily, watching me

        I eventually made it to the top and immediately froze in shock. The dragon in front of me resembled a Night Fury, although the ends of it's wings were tattered as were both sets of it's tail fins. It had strange horns, with magnificant green eyes and patterns. It turned it's head towards me and a low growling sound slowly built up in it's throat.

        I shook my head slightly, and pulled the first bag off, knelt down, and let the contents out of the bag. The dragon leaned forward, slightly interested. I pulled the second bag off, and let those contents out. The dragon, possibly impressed by the amount of goods, stood up and stalked over to me. I pushed myself back up to my feet, and stepped backwards warily. It stared down calmly at the gems, poking some of the necklaces with interest, before extending one wing and pulled the gems to side, where it had been laying. 

       It turned to face me directly, it's tail twitching. I flinched warily, generally thinking it was going to try and eat me or something. It stepped towards me and pushed my arm with it's forehead and pointed it's tail towards the piles of gems and pushed my arm again. I blinked slightly, wondering what the dragon was trying to indicate. The dragon hooked it's claws on one of the bags and shook it upside down, pushed my arm again, and gestured it's tail towards the pile of gems, and pushed my arm once more. I blinked, before I realized what the dragon was trying to say. "You're...thanking me?" I asked, confused. The dragon nodded once, and pushed it's head against my arm again.

        It turned and walked towards the goods I'd given it and laid down next to it, and twitched it's wing towards me. Puzzled, I walked over and warily sat next the dragon. It curled it's tail around the gems and necklaces, bracelets and anklets I'd given it, and pushed it's head into my lap. Still wary of what the dragon might do, I slowly rubbed it's forehead. The dragon remained still while I rubbed it's forehead for a few minutes before pulling his - I was close enough now to tell it was male - head away and twisted his head towards the pile of gems. He sorted through it quickly before he found to single emerald ring. I picked it up with a claw and held it out towards me. I blinked, confused, and held my hand and the dragon dropped it into my head and re-settled his head in my lap. 

        I stared slightly at the emerald ring before turning my gaze towards the dragon, who was watching me curiously now. "Viridian Emerald sounds like a good name for you, right?" I asked, smiling. "I think it suits you, don't you?" The dragon - Viridian Emerald - twitched his wings slightly and licked my hand.

        "Alright. Viridian Emerald it is."

Adopted from Kimbeneso.

This is Millenia, my Pollen Wing adopted from MistyNight.

This is Saphentic, the white-bodied sapphire Spirepoint Gemspitter adopted from NightmareRebuff.

I patted my Nocturnal Night Dancer, Nexia's neck and grinned. "You up for a flight away from Berk?" I asked, leaning down to look her in the eye. 'Sure. Just don't fall off me again,' Nexia replied telepathically. "That only happened once because you didn't have a saddle!" I huffed, hopping up onto her saddle. Nexia shrugged, beating her wings a few times before she took off into the air at speeds that would rival a Night Fury. 'Where are we headed? We've already checked out the islands to the north and the east, so the only unknown options left are south and west.' Nexia mused, hovering in the air as she glanced around, frowning. "Just go in whatever direction you want to," I replied. Nexia shrugged slightly, tilting herself sideways slightly and flew off towards the south-west. 

It took me and Nexia several hours before we actually spotted an island. "Nexia, hover now." Nexia pulled her wings up quickly so the wind caught underneath her now tilted wings, slowing her to a stop. 'What? Are we going to land now?' Nexia asked, her telepathic voice a bit louder in my head now that I was leaning down, close to her head. "That island down there sort of looks like Outcast island, doesn't it?" I asked, frowning. Nexia examined the rugged island below us, clearly calculating the odds of it being a place for Outcasts. 'Doubtful. If you look closely, you can see that there are some dragons there; Outcasts keep untamed dragons locked away. Tamed dragons are also, surprisingly, kept locked up as well. They'd never left a dragon out, walking around without someone right beside it, using chains to guide it.' Nexia explained, narrowing her eyes as she glanced at me. "Ohh. Then land, I'd like to get a closer look at that island, so land now." I ordered, patting her upper forearm. Nexia dived downwards from her hovering position, pulling her wings close to her sides before she extended them out quickly, landing easily like she always did.

The island itself was odd, with only a small amount of trees scattered about the island. The dragons Nexia had seen stayed very close to the water surrounding the island, glancing over their shoulders as though they expected something to come and attack them. There was a surprising amount of caves on the island that looked like they'd been dug out by dragons. There were medium sized mounds of rock arching out of the ground with caves in them. Boulders were everywhere, some of them having been smashed into pieces. "Huh. Weird island," I muttered, hopping off of Nexia's back. Nexia turned her head to face me frowning. 'Uh, what the heck are you doing? Get back on my saddle!' Nexia growled telepathically at me. "Why? I can walk by myself, you know," I pointed out, confused. 'Look at the dragons here, genius,' Nexia hissed sarcastically. 'They're clearly afraid of something and they're dragons! Think of whatever they're scared of could do to a human!' Nexia glared daggers at me, scowling. "Fine, fine, quit yelling," I grumbled, pulling myself back up onto Nexia's saddle.

Nexia nodded, pleased as I returned to her saddle, and turned, heading towards the center of the island. "Really?" I asked, grinning, "You're taking me to the center of the island where the scary thing probably is when you didn't want me to get hurt. Good job, smart one." Nexia hissed, lashing up one wings and smacked me in the face. 'Be quiet, I know what I'm doing,' Nexia grumbled, annoyed. I shrugged, not wanting to argue with a creature who could kill me with a single blow. Nexia was about to head into one of the caves when a furious roar blasted from out of the cave she'd been looking at. Nexia jumped backwards, snarling in shock, nearly throwing me off her saddle.

The dragon that'd roared lunged at of the cave towards Nexia, a loud growl rumbling in its chest. Nexia hastily darted to the side, pulling her wings together closely to avoid me falling off. I stared in surprise at the dragon in front of Nexia. It appeared to have beautiful sapphires growing on it, with the rest of it's body being stark white, it's eyes gleaming a magnificent sapphire blue color. 'I should've known it was a Spirepoint here!' Nexia spat telepathically at me, whipping her tail back and forth furiously. 'They're territorial.. We need to get out of here without it catching us.' With that, Nexia spun around and took off, before she froze in place, her pupils going into slits so fast I was pretty sure they vanished. She spun herself around, her tail being held in place by what Nexia had called a 'Spirepoint'. 'Let go of me, you insolent fool! Unless you wish to have your eyes gouged out,' Nexia spat threatening, blasting cold blue flames at the Spirepoint's face. It let go and dodged to the side effortlessly.

He - I was pretty sure it was a he - hissed at Nexia, lashing his claws at her. "Uhh, if you're gonna be fighting, Nexia, then let me off!" I yelled in her ear, knowing that when Nexia was fighting, she very often rolled to the side while blasting flames to both dodge and attack opponents. Nexia hissed, but dropped her wings slightly so I could jump off. Unfortunately, I'd distracted her and the Spirepoint easily knocked her to the side, his claws slicing down her left cheek and her snout. I gaped slightly- I'd never seen a dragon strong enough to knock Nexia off her paws. 

Nexia didn't move, her eyes wide and stunned in shock. The Spirepoint whipped his head around to glare at me. He raised his wings slightly and pulled himself up to full height, making himself look even more intimidating. Frightening or not, I wasn't going to let a dragon see me scared. I reached down slightly, pulling out a sheathed dagger from my the small bag I always had around my waist. I always kept two sheathed daggers in there, along with the emerald ring given to me by the legendary Night Fury I'd befriended. The Spirepoint frowned at the dagger and lunged towards me, swinging one paw at my hand in vain attempt to get the dagger away from me. I frantically darted to the side, pulling the sheath off the dagger as fast as I could without slicing my hand on the blade. The Spirepoint twisting back around and lunged at me again, knocking me down this time. 

I hardly managed to keep the Spirepoint from digging it's teeth into my neck when an idea popped into my mind. If I could actually win against this dragon, then there was that tiny possibility I could befriend him. I narrowed my eyes, deciding to go along with that idea, even though the odds were stacked very high against both me winning and befriending this Spirepoint. Besides, out of the dragons I'd trained, I'd tamed four of my dragons by defeating them and proving I was stronger than they were; granted, I almost died each time, but I still won. I stabbed the dagger into the Spirepoint's shoulder as it lunged downwards at my neck again, a triumphant grinning stretching over my face as I ducked out from underneath the Spirepoint, who reared backwards it surprise- just enough for me to get away from it. The Spirepoint roared furiously, trying to spin around and catch me, but I was already yanking the dagger back from it's shoulder by the time he did.

Grinning, I tried to stab it's neck, just below it's chin only to have the tip of the dagger get bent downwards slightly as I noticed that that area was protected by some sapphires on it's body. The Spirepoint made a laughing noise at me, clearly amused at how easily I had made that dagger useless. I scowled furiously before I noticed Nexia finally, and slowly, rising back to her feet, still looking dazed. Nexia pulled her wings up again, baring her fangs furiously and jumped on the Spirepoint's back before he could attack he again. Nexia glared down at the Spirepoint as she dug her claws tightly into the Spirepoint's shoulders, her claws pressing deeper into the stab wound I'd made.

Nexia forcefully made her telepathic voice enter the Spirepoint's mind, growling, 'Give up now and I'll allow you to continue living your pathetic life.' The Spirepoint writhed underneath Nexia furiously for several minutes before going limp, his head lowering in reluctant defeat. Nexia glared at him, slowly pulling her claws from his shoulders and warily stepped off of him, expecting him to jump back up and attack either of us. Surprisingly, he stayed down, eyeing Nexia uneasily as he slowly pushed himself to his feet. Nexia snarled, beginning to lunge forward, before I raised one hand slightly and Nexia froze quickly, frowning. 'What are you doing? I could kill him right now and we could leave safely!' Nexia hissed. I glared at her, "That wouldn't be fair. If he tries to attack me, you can kill him. If he doesn't then back off." Nexia stepped back unhappily, keeping her narrowed eyes fixed on the Spirepoint.

I hesitantly walked right up to the Spirepoint, almost immediately hearing a low growl coming from him. "Calm down; I'm not going to hurt you now, and neither is Nexia." I said lightly, continuing over to him until I was directly in front of him. He glared down at me, glancing at the dented dagger in my hand warily. I frowned, glancing down at it, and tossed the dagger over near Nexia. "Burn it," I commanded, nodding towards Nexia. She whined, but set fire to the dagger anyway, stomping her paw on it after several seconds to prevent the fire from spreading. I turned back to the Spirepoint, who looked a bit more calm now that I lacked a weapon that I could use quickly. I held up my hand towards him, and before he could do anything, I lightly rested my hand on his forehead. He froze, frowning in confusion, and tilted his head very slightly, confused, though he didn't try to pull away from me.

I smiled slightly at him, "Neither me or Nexia are going to try and hurt you now. I know you won't hurt us now, either. I just want you to come back with me and Nexia, and we'll heal you there. You can either leave or stay at that point." I explained softly, pulling my hand back. The Spirepoint hesitated before he nodded slowly. I nodded back at him, walking over to Nexia and climbing up onto her saddle. The Spirepoint slowly trailed after me, frowning at Nexia uneasily. Nexia stared at him for a moment, eyes narrowed, before she leaned forwards and licked his shoulder, final acceptance in her eyes.

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It took us a while to get back the Spirepoint back to Berk, considering both Nexia and the Spirepoint were still injured. By the time we reached my house in Berk, night had already fallen and a great majority of the vikings were sleeping. "C'mon," I muttered quietly. "Don't wake anybody up." Nexia nodded slightly, and nudged the Spirepoint into my house. The Spirepoint glanced around uneasily, while Nexia headed over to the fireplace and shot blue flames into it, giving the house an almost eerie blue light.

The Spirepoint crouched down a little bit away from the fireplace, staying close to the wall. Nexia glanced over at me, telepathically speaking to me once more. 'Go get the bandages and whatever else you need for him. I'll make sure he doesn't do anything.' Nexia said softly, her tail waving slightly. I nodded, smiling at her. "Just make sure he doesn't get to close to the fire; I think those are sapphires growing on him and I don't want anything to happen to them. Something makes me think those sapphires are very important to him. Nexia just shrugged and padded over to the Spirepoint and laid down beside him, licking at his shoulder, which was still bleeding.

I quickly sprinted upstairs, careful not to trip on any of the steps (which I've done quite a lot) and looked around for the medical supplies I kept tucked away somewhere. I'd had to use them quite a lot before, so at this point I knew by heart where it was. I walked quickly over to the chest at the foot of my bed on floor and popped it open. There was a multitude of things in the chest; the medical stuff, a bag filled with moonstones, a silver chain necklace with a Night Fury's scale on the end of it, and some other things. My Terrible Terror, Purus Anima, was perched on my windowsill and flew over quickly when she noticed that I was pulling out the medical supplies. She landed lightly on my head, tilting her head to one side and gesturing towards the medical supplies as if to ask what I was doing. "Nexia and a Spirepoint are hurt; they're downstairs right now." I explained to the Terror Terror. She nodded slightly, hopping off my head and onto my bed. I turned away from the open chest, and heard it click shut- Purus Anima had most likely closed it from me, like always.

I hopped on downstairs and almost stared laughing when I noticed Nexia and the Spirepoint. Nexia was still licking at his shoulder wound while the Spirepoint kept pushing one paw and her cheek to try and get her to stop, while he licked the claw marks on her face when she turned to hiss at him. It was probably the weirdest and most adorable thing I'd ever seen dragons do. I walked quietly over to them, poking Nexia's tail with the tip of my foot to get her attention. She turned to look up at me, huffily backing up slightly so I could get to the Spirepoint. The Spirepoint looked at me, frowning in annoyance. "Hey, I'm trying to help you; Nexia can help you herself later," I huffed, smiling at him. He shrugged, extending his foreleg at so I could get a good look at his right shoulder. It was hardly bleeding anymore, thanks to Nexia. "Nexia, come here and hold his leg up and still," I said, looking over at the bored looking dragon. Nexia glanced up, rolling herself onto her paws and padded over, sticking her neck underneath his leg to hold it up, while the Spirepoint immediately returned to licking the claw marks on Nexia's face.

I pulled out a little bottle filled with a white substance. "This'll sting after several seconds- don't break anything in here like Nexia did before," I warned with an amused glance towards Nexia, who hissed furiously at me while pushing at the Spirepoint's face to make him stop licking the claw marks he'd made. I popped the cap off the bottle, pouring a little bit of it into the wound. The substance quickly spread through his wound, beginning to foam up after a moment or two. The Spirepoint froze at the sudden stinging sensation in his shoulder and whined unhappily. "I said it would sting," I pointed out, grabbing one of the roll of bandages. The Spirepoint just huffed and lowered his head onto Nexia's paws in attempt to get her to side with him, though Nexia just pushed one paw against his face.

I wrapped the bandages around the wound multiple times until that roll of bandages ran out. "Nexia, hold that in place." Nexia pulled her paw away from the Spirepoint's face and pressed it to the end of the bandages. I pulled a clip out from the supplies, pushing Nexia's paw away and quickly clipped the bandages into place. I repeated this on his other shoulder. "Now stand up and walk from this wall to the door and back," I commanded. The Spirepoint pulled himself up to his feet, walking awkwardly from the wall to the door, turned around and stumbled on back. "Yeah... Your one shoulder that just got hit with Nexia's claws will heal easy; the other will probably take a few weeks," I explained. The Spirepoint nodded slightly, curling up against the wall again. I turned to Nexia, quickly applying the white substance to the claw marks on her cheek and muzzle. 

She didn't react as badly as she had before, and simply laid down again by the Spirepoint, who grinned at her. "Hmm.. I'm going to guess you're staying here now, huh?" I asked, smiling at Nexia and the Spirepoint in amusement. Nexia glanced at the Spirepoint curiously, while the Spirepoint paused, blinking slowly. He didn't react for a few moments before he nodded, dropping his head onto Nexia's paws again. I grinned, leaning over and rubbing his head. "You'll need a name then... How about Saphentic?" The Spirepoint nodded, not really caring about what I named him, and rubbed his forehead against Nexia's chin, making a purring noise. I just giggled, picking up the medical supplies and heading back upstairs before I glanced over my shoulder at the two. They were definitely going to be great friends, that was definite.

This is Apocalpyse, my Streamsilder from Catsrock on the SoD forums.

This is Springheel! He's an exclusive Legendary Windshrike I recieved from NightmareRebuff by writing a short story. He also comes equipped with an adorable hat.

And the short story I wrote to get him:

[Isle of Night - 8:27 A.M - Dream and Rahia]

 

Normally, the Isle of Night was completely peaceful, with the island's desolate area not catching passing dragons and vikings attention. Nothing was ever suspected of the small, eerily silent island and the Night Furies living there hid and watched whenever a few stray humans and dragons came onto the island. Already knowing this, it was a completely morbid, sick and horrible surprise when a group of humans, calling themselves the 'Outcasts' sent a few hundred Monstrous Nightmares to the island with the command to kill any Night Fury they could find; to try and wipe out the species.

 

"Get out, fly away and don't stop flying! I'll follow after you!" Dream spat, his dark purple and blue scales gleaming an almost eerie silver in the light pouring into the cave."I'd rather die leave you, thanks," Rahia hissed in return, swiping her already blood-stained claws at a dark red Monstrous Nightmare, sending him crashing into the stony walls of the cave. Dream hissed furiously at the grey Night Fury, Rahia, shoving her towards the cave entrance with his wing.

 

Rahia spat in annoyance as her back claws slipped on the grass in the entrance, spinning herself back around and lunging at the two Monstrous Nightmares now slashing at Dream. She hopped up on the orange Nightmare's back, and sunk her retractable fangs into its unprotected neck. It reared backwards, roaring furiously, crashing onto its back, pressing Rahia into the stone, cave floor below it. She hissed and tucked her claws into the Nightmare's shoulder and heaved herself out from underneath it. She slashed my claws twice at it, getting its eye on the first strike and tearing out a clawful of scales on the second.

 

The Nightmare yelped slightly in pain, lashing out wildly and, just as Rahia had did to him, tore a gash over her left eye before he flew out of the cave. He was quickly and, unfortunately for Dream and Rahia, replaced by a green Monstrous Nightmare and a blue one. Rahia was about to jump for the green one when Dream's sharp roar cut her off. She whipped my head around, confused, to look over her shoulder instinctively to see the other Monstrous Nightmare, with its fangs dug into Dream's right foreleg, its back claws tearing at his small back spines. Before Rahia could've even hoped to do anything, the blue Nightmare crashed down on her back, and she was pretty sure she heard the bones in her wings or legs snapping.

Rahia tried to twist her head back around, to bite or claw at the Nightmare on her back, but to no avail. Dream snarled, and raised his left foreleg, clawing at the Nightmare's eyes. The Nightmare released Dream after several seconds, letting out enraged roars of pain. Dream scrambled to his feet, flung open his wings and jumped at the Nightmare on Rahia's back, knocking it off easily. She shoved herself back up to her feet tiredly, relieved to have the unwanted weight off her back. Her left side had a large burn mark now, while her wings, shoulders, tail and left eye were bleeding, though no where as bad as Dream.

 

Dream's right eye was shut and bleeding, his right foreleg was bleeding heavily from where the Nightmare's fangs had been, his back had large gashes along it- thankfully nowhere near his wings, the edges of his base tail-fins were only slightly torn, and he was bleeding from various spots on his neck, while his tail was scorched by a Monstrous Nightmare's fire.

Rahia shook her head slightly, beginning to feel light-headed from the loos of blood, and the burns definitely weren't helping that. Rahia raised her wings and lunged unsteadily towards the green Monstrous Nightmare. Dream was still locked in a fight with the blue Nightmare, though thankfully, she could see that he was obviously winning. She dug her claws into the green Nightmare's left wing, dragging it to the ground.

 

Unfortunately, her lack of blood was starting to affect her even more now, and Rahia quickly lost the grip on the Nightmare's wing. The green Monstrous Nightmare roared at her, launching a blast of fire at me. She barely managed to dodge to the side, my feet slipping on the blood-soaked floor. The Monstrous Nightmare reared up, its right leg drawn up with the claws extended. She stared, dazed, for a split second before I realized that the Nightmare was most certainly going to kill me. Rahia frantically flung herself dizzily out of the way, a small burst of triumph going through her mind as the Monstrous Nightmare's claws became lodged in the floor.

 

Dream, ducking a swipe from the blue Nightmare, darted over to Rahia, shoving her out of the cave. "Start flying, and this time, actually do it," Dream hissed quickly, already in the air and trying to pull Rahia up with him. Rahia merely nodded, frantically flapping her wings as Dream flew just a few feet ahead of her. Out of the corner of her eye, Rahia could see a Night Fury, off in the distance, flying away from the island. At least another of their kind was safe. Just to add to their list of inconveniences, however, and because the universe was a troll, it had begun storming; thunder, lightning and rain. The universe seemed determined to make Night Furies suffer at the moment.

 

The second Dream and Rahia were a few meters away from the island, Dream dove downwards, vanishing into the salt water below. Confused and still disorientated, Rahia flew swooped downwards as well, resisting a pained hiss as the salt water stung her still-bleeding wounds. She flew back up into the air quickly, almost immediately joined by Dream. "It'll wash off the blood for now," Dream muttered quickly, most likely predicting what Rahia had wanted to ask. She nodded dizzily, trying to keep up with Dream as he continued flying.

 

The two Night Furies continued flying, determined to get as far away from the the Isle of Night, now infested with Monstrous Nightmares. Luck just wasn't on their side, however; after passing four islands, all very far from the Isle of Night, Rahia finally gave in to the dizziness and slight blood loss, dropping backwards and plummeting out of the gray, rain-filled sky.

 

[Unknown Island - 8:59 A.M - Dream]

 

Dream didn't know when it started storming, didn't know when he'd lost Rahia in the storm, didn't know where he was actually.

 

He just knew that he had to flee from the Isle of the Night, he couldn't stay there. He couldn't stay there and die like the other Night Furies, killed by those Monstrous Nightmares. He couldn't let Rahia die with them. He had meant to protect Rahia, not lose her. He had no idea of where she could have flown to, other than the Isle of the Night simply because they'd never been anywhere but the Isle of the Night. 

 

Flapping his deep purple wings harder against the heavy rain and wind, he only slightly noticed several more islands coming into view. He couldn't see through the rain that seemed to determined to get in his eyes, but he knew that an island meant possible safety right now. Dream stilled his wings until he came to a slow stop, flapping them heavily in attempt to keep himself in the air.

 

Sucking in a half-frightened, half-relieved breath, Dream dove downwards towards the island. He landed roughly, tumbling over his front paws and crashing onto his right side, just barely managing to raise his right wing to keep it from taking the impact. Hissing furiously under his breath and cringing in pain, Dream shoved himself to his feet, quickly stumbling and staggering away from the shoreline he'd landed on and towards the vast expanse of trees that made up the island. 

 

Once under the safety of the leaves that kept the rain from striking him, he pressed himself close to the trunk of a particularly large tree, curling himself into a tight ball as he stared passed the line of trees and towards the ocean. Rain continually hit the water in an rhythm-like pattern, refusing to stop and coming down even harder when Dream wondered when the storm would pass. Awkwardly trying to adjust so his wounds didn't burn painfully, he finally slipped in a somewhat comfort position that let his wings, at the very least, feel like they weren't on fire.

 

Lowering his head to his paws and pulling his left wing over his head, Dream fell into a harsh sleep, polluted with nightmares of him not being able to protect and save Rahia.

 

[The Following Morning - Unknown Island - 9:54 A.M - Dream, Night and Bright]

 

"D'ya think he's dead..?" An unfamiliar voice asked, the sound being muffled by Dream's wing. "Probably. I mean, he looks dead. Dead and soaked and seriously hurt. Yeah, he's definitely dead." An equally unfamiliar voice agreed in a higher pitch than the other. 'What..? Are they talking about me..? I'm not dead!' Summoning a tiny amount of strength, Dream reluctantly dragged his wing away from his face, cringing as dull sunlight struck his eyes.

 

"He isn't dead, look. He's moving!" The first voice squawked chirpily. Now being able to see the strange, high-pitched voices, Dream frowned at the two dragons in front of him. Standing a foot away from him were two Terrible Terrors. The first was a dark blue while the second was a ridiculously bright blue color. The dark blue one had deep purple eyes, while the bright one had bright purple eyes.

 

"You were out since yesterday afternoon until now," the dark blue Terror explained, sitting down and tilting his head curiously. "So we made sure nothing tried to get you in your sleep!" The bright blue Terror exclaimed, bouncing about on her feet excitedly. I nodded slightly, staring at the two in confusion. "Right...Anyways, I'm Bright," The dark one- Bright- said, gesturing to himself with one paw. "And that's my sister, Night." The bright blue one- Night- nodded happily as she sat down next to her brother. I nodded. "I'm Dream."

 

"And you're...Bright?" Dream continued, amused. Were these Terrors parents' blind or something? Bright nodded, twitching his wings upwards in a not-too-subtle hint of amusement. "Yeah. Sometimes I think we were named wrong," Bright replied, a smile flickering across his face before it vanished again. "You kept yelling 'Rahia' while you were sleeping," Night piped up, staring intently at him, clearly awaiting an explanation as to why he had been doing that.

 

Dream seemed confused, tiliting his head, cyan eyes narrowing at the name. Painful remembrance of yesterday flashed into his mind and Dream shot to his feet, wings and ear-fins spiking outwards. "Rahia?! Do you know where she is? She's a Night Fury, too!" Bright and Night both jumped backwards, baffled, though Bright regained his calm stance almost immediately. "We haven't seen any other Night Furies- other than you. What does she look like?" I blinked, quickly stating, "She's... dark grey, bright green right eye, blind left eye and the tips of her ear-fins are light grey." Night shook her head. "We haven't seen a dragon like that, sorry." Dream's ear-fins and wings dropped back down at that as he sat back down.

 

"We could help you find your friend though," Bright commented. Dream turned my head towards him, pupils sliding into slits at that. "Yeah!" Night added. "We know a Deadly Nadder who can help. He's really good at finding things! And we can fit into small spaces, so we could look EVERYWHERE!" Night continued, practically screeching the word 'everywhere' as she dragged out the syllables and spun in excited circles.

 

Dream's ear-fins raised slightly as he tilted his head, forcing himself up to his feet. "Where's this Deadly Nadder friend of yours then? I'd rather find Rahia alive now then find her corpse later," Dream muttered, flinching at the mere thought. Bright and Night nodded in perfect unison, turning and padding quickly, further into the mass of trees and bushes scattered around the island.

 

Dream followed the two sibling Terrors wordlessly, glad that they at least were just walking and not flying; he honestly wasn't sure if he'd even be able to fly without feeling a horrid, stabbing pain any time soon.

 

[The Current Morning - Unknown Island - 8:59 A.M - Rahia (Storm) and Verai]

 

Verai, a soft, sandy brown and mud brown Sand Wraith, swam silently through the still water, awkwardly managing to stay afloat while tugging the unconscious Night Fury she'd found, thankfully not drowned, in the water. The Night Fury's wings had been fully spread open, and air had caught under her wings and managed to keep her floating rather than causing her to sink and drown.

 

Verai let out a tiny, triumphant crowing noise, dragging herself up onto the sandy shoreline of the island she lived on. She carefully grasped the Night Fury by the scruff, pulling the dark grey body up onto the sand. Verai paced worriedly around the Night Fury, who was slightly smaller than her. The Night Fury was breathing, although her breaths were shallow; either way, she was breathing and that was good. 

 

Now that Verai was actually looking at the Night Fury, she could see a very painful looking gash over one of her eyes; the poor Night Fury must be blind in that eye now, Verai guessed. There were others wounds here and there, the majority of them large and painful looking. A few of the larger ones were still bleeding, although not that much. The Night Fury was just lucky Verai found her before sharks smelled the blood that'd been surrounding her. 

 

Verai backed up quickly, wings flicking upwards warily as the Night Fury shifted sharply, a pained hiss sounding from the now moving figure. Rahia jerked sharply, her tail-fins pressing down, completely flat, while her good eye snapped open. Verai cautiously padded around the Night Fury so that she was standing next her head, leaning down and carefully managing to shift the Night Fury onto her feet. "Are you...okay?" Verai asked, staring intently at the clearly confused Night Fury; Verai knew completely that the Night Fury was in no way 'okay', but she simply needed to know if the Night Fury was capable of speaking or not. The Night Fury stumbled backwards, nodding and mumbling, "I'm okay."

 

Verai nodded as well, nudging the Night Fury into a sitting position- she honestly looked like she was going to fall over at any moment. "I'm Verai," Verai continued, inspecting Rahia's wounds; Verai had learned to treat wounds from her now late mother, so Rahia's wounds wouldn't get infected at least. The Night Fury nodded blankly, seeming unfocused to everything. "Can you tell me your name?" Verai prompted, lightly tapping one of the Night Fury's wounds on her shoulder. The Night Fury flinched before replying. "I don't know; I don't know it," the Night Fury mumbled. Verai nodded- this Night Fury had amnesia then. Not good, not at all. Especially not if she couldn't even remember her own name.

 

"I'll call you Storm for now then," Veria mumbled, sniffing at a possibly infected wound on the Night Fury- Storm's neck. "Can you remember any names? Other than mine." Storm-Rahia frowned, shuffling her front paws in confusion. "Drea.. Dream. Someone named Dream. Something named Dream," Storm-Rahia wailed, flailing her wings frantically in utter confusion.

 

"Calm down, calm down! Can you remember anything about this Dream person?" Verai demanded quickly, reaching out and lightly pressing on Storm-Rahia's wings to keep them still. "Purple- purple and blue, they were purple and blue and I knew them and they helped me," Storm-Rahia mumbled. Verai nodded; regarding Storm-Rahia's wounds, only a few minor ones were infected. "Just try to stay calm. I'll help you find this Dream person, and once we find them, we'll help you remember things, okay?" Verai replied, her voice wavering very slightly; Storm-Rahia had been caught in a, well, storm and the possibility of finding this person was very low.

 

Storm-Rahia nodded, seeming comforted by that and awkwardly pushed herself into a standing position. She looked very tired, and Verai honestly couldn't blame her. Storm-Rahia had been caught in a storm, was heavily injured, had salt water in her wounds for most likely quite a while, and now had amnesia. Storm-Rahia had every right in the world to be tired.

Verai nudged Storm-Rahia up the sandy shoreline; further up was a massive expanse of trees, each pressed close together. It took a good half an hour for Storm-Rahia to stumble her way to the cluster of trees, having tripped at least eighty times from being so disorientated. 

 

Storm-Rahia pressed herself close against a large tree, hidden slightly by an overgrown bush. Veria curled up beside her while Storm-Rahia fell asleep almost immediately. Verai carefully draped one wing over the Night Fury, glancing around warily. She'd have to keep Storm-Rahia safe; the poor Night Fury clearly was in no condition to take care of herself at the moment. Verai shifted slightly, pressing her nose against Storm-Rahia's right ear-fin. Said ear-fin twitched slightly, though Storm-Rahia didn't actually wake up.

 

Storm-Rahia would be safe, she'd meet her friend 'Dream' again, she'd get her memories back, and everything would be fine from there. 

 

Verai hoped it would be, anyways.

This is Fluffanian, adopted from mesaprncss.

These two are Lazersight Vesperwings, both adopted from thegoldenfury360/Hyrith. The lineart was made by NightmareRebuff.

Harnea, the Bald-Faced Hornet:

Being the ever mature dragon I was, I thought it'd be a wonderous idea to take on a hive of FireWorms and their FireWorm Queen the moment I heard about it.

It was easy to fly to the large island that housed the FireWorms. Huge, with several trees scattered along the edges, a giant mountain located in the very center. It was a dormant volcano though, I knew that, and not an actual mountain. I landed slightly on one of the ledges of the volcano, twitching my wings slightly at the heat that seemed to radiate off the volcano. I easily found an opening, slipping into it and staring around with narrowed eyes. My colony followed behind me, waiting for me to take action before moving themselves.

Alternating between walking and flying through the large cave, an entrance much bigger than the one I'd come through opened up gradually along the cave walls. I peered through the entrance, darting into the air when I saw the many FireWorms scattered about. There had to be at least three thousand of them, but considering their size, getting past them and to their queen would be a breeze. Directing my colony to distract the FireWorms, who all skittered around furiously, I flew off along the cave walls, searching for their queen.

I found their queen in good time, almost backing away when I saw their queen. Definitely larger than a normal FireWorm Queen- or the ones I'd seen, anyways- with bright red and orange scales stood these FireWorm's queen. I didn't actually care about this dragon's appearance, no, but the little creature standing next to the queen. I guessed it was a human; I'd heard of them, but never had seen them. I hadn't realized they looked so weak, tiny and path.etic.

I roared sharply, lunging towards the human instead of the queen. The queen could wait; I knew what FireWorm Queens were capable of, but not humans. The queen hissed, intercepting easily, and knocking me backwards with a furious growl. I growled back, irritated- was this human friends with that queen? That was unheard of; most humans I'd heard about ki.lled dragons, they weren't defended by them!

The human pushed at the queen's shoulder, saying something that I could hear. The queen hissed at the human, before turning and blasting fire directly at me. I roared again, darting into the air to avoid the blast. The human yelled out for the FireWorm Queen to stop; I assumed that's what the human had said to her before as well.

The FireWorm Queen turned sharply, confused, while I stared warily at the human, equally confused. I could make out a few words, "Stop...no reason...attack again...won't come back." The rest was too quiet for me to hear, but all I could guess was that the human didn't want that queen attacking me. I slowly landed, trying to make as least movement as I could; the queen would probably try to ki.ll me again if I moved and she noticed. The FireWorm Queen hissed furiously at the human, reluctantly backing away.

I tilted my head, even more confused. I jerked backwards though, snarling threateningly when the human approached me. The human laughed. The human laughed at me. Humans were not supposed to laugh at me or any one of my species- humans were supposed to fear my species, weren't they? I hissed angrily, waving my tail in annoyance. The human held up one hand; I considered biting off its arm, but then the FireWorm Queen would start attacking me again. Deciding against that, I instead frowned at the human.

I re-opened my wings, whipping around and flying away from the human and FireWorm Queen, my colony following me as they saw me. 

I'd just go back and ki.ll the FireWorm Queen when that human left.

Slyeau, the Slytherin house wasp:

I glanced around at my surroundings swiftly, flying as fast as I could through the annoyingly cold air. Word spread fast throughout the FireWorms I'd raided and now 'owned', I knew that, but word of two fighting Night Terror packs just waiting to get picked up? That was practically a miracle in itself. Hissing slightly in aggravation at the almost freezing air, I put on a burst of speed, flying past some green, black and purple FireWorm who thought it would be a good idea to fly ahead of me.

I narrowed my eyes slightly, still beating my four wings and shot the FireWorm a harsh glare. Although I and the three FireWorm packs I had knew that I was in control and not them, some of them still showed defiance in small ways; flying ahead of me, ignoring simple orders, doing something wrong on purpose, and an entire list of other things.

"There," I growled, causing some of the FireWorms to flinch in surprise; I was currently hovering in slow circles above the two fighting Night Terror packs, tail-spike already poised to sta.b at someone. "Fly down." The moment I dove down, all ninety-two of my FireWorms followed directly at my tail, some swerving past me and searching for the both of Night Terror's alphas. 

I nimbly avoided every strike aimed at me from the Night Terrors, knocking some of them away by shooting a beam of bright light at them from my eyes. None of these Night Terror's had the stark white coloration, meaning none of these dark ones were one the two alphas I was after. I growled, frustrated, jabbing one of the Night Terrors with the stinger on my tail.

I flew up, scanning the ground, and almost- just almost- started laughing right then and there. None of the Night Terror alphas were de.ad, no, but the exact green, black and purple FireWorm that had defied me the most certainly was. From what I could barely see, there were seven bite marks scattered along the right side of its neck and sides, while the back of its head, where the spine connected to the skull, was broken and bleeding.

Maybe the de.ath of that defiantly stubborn FireWorm would give a hint to never try to defy me ((I'm just going with the idea that they're all differently colored)). Out of the corner of my eye, though, I noticed something stark white- it wasn't a FireWorm, no, and I turned in confusion to look at it. One of the Night Terror Alphas. Completely forgetting about the death of the now late, defiant FireWorm, I dove towards, killing the Night Terror alpha with a swift close-ranged beam of light. All I needed to do was find the other leader and then I would have two Night Terror packs and three FireWorm packs.

I swept upwards again, circling around in the air several times. The remaining Night Terror Alpha wasn't anywhere to be seen, much to my irritation. I kept seeing flashes of white in the sides of my vision, but it kept disappearing whenever I turned to look for it. Growling in annoyance, I dove downwards again, shooting any Night Terror that tried to strike me with a quick, laser-like beam of light. Only when I reached the edge of where the Night Terror's had originally been fighting did I find the remaining alpha.

The alpha was staying away from the fighting, and I couldn't see a single scratch on him. He took one look at me and tried to bolt, though I grabbed his tail with one hind paw and tore off his left wing with a harsh tug with the other. "Coward," I hissed, flying upwards. What alpha left its pack to fight without trying to help? Apparently this Night Terror did that.

I continued flying upwards, still gripping the Night Terror with my hind claws, stopping and hovering when I was surrounded by faint wisps of clouds. "Coward," I growled again, jerking sharply and tossing the Night Terror downwards. I flew down as the Night Terror fell, thrashing frantically in terror. I stopped flying, flinging my wings outwards and ceased flying just above the ground. 

The Night Terror alpha, on the other hand, wasn't as lucky with his landing. Having been writhing all through the fall, the Night Terror had landed directly on his back. I stabbed one of my front legs into the Night Terror's neck for good measure, to ensure he was de.ad- I was sure he had snapped his spine from the fall, but what harm came from making sure someone had di.ed as you wanted them to? Nothing, that's what.

I flew upwards, roaring sharply. The FireWorms turned at the noise, flying up beside me; three of them were carrying the defiant FireWorm's corpse. I nodded slightly, swooping downwards and screeching towards the Speed Stingers. Both packs of the Speed Stingers flinched backwards, but flew up obediently towards the FireWorms.

I smirked slightly, pleased, before flying back upwards, gesturing with my front legs for the FireWorms and Night Terror to follow. 

I couldn't see how anyone could make this better; I had taken out two Night Terror alphas, had both the Night Terror packs at my command, and was finally rid of that one, annoying FireWorm- the other FireWorms weren't as bad as that one had been. 

And I didn't even have to go through with my old plan of ki.lling that one FireWorm in front of all the others to show them what would happen if they defied me more than once.