Forgotten past: another story
the dragons are seen as monsters by most, hated for there lust of meat. they have destroyed many a farmers livestock and hunted many humans. one day this all changed.- -roars and cries from a beast startled the walker, the cries sounding like pain yet menacing, challenging someone to come at it. it was one of these fear dragons. his scales red and shimmering as if a inner fire burning in him, his wing arm looked at an odd angle, like it had broke, luckily this break, if cared for right could allow him to fly again. his white fangs bared in pain as he also had a huge scrap in the knee joint of his leg. his eyes threw silent tears down, as his tail dragged his fur getting muddy on the wet grow, for it was raining. he tried to light it on fire, roaring, yet not even a spark flew, as he grew weakened. his belly rumbled for food and he looked terribly skinny as if dragons considered him a runt and would not let him ever eat his kills. he found some fallen trees and pushed then, creating a lean to with his head and neck, he curled in it, cries of agony and shame falling out.
Ears perking as hes crying, his ear ruffs tilted to the sound of a snapping twig. He looked over there and growled oh so deep and dared it to approach, as if in his state he could murder what was after him. A young lady stepped out, her white dress soaked from the rain, but it was of a thick material that dries fast so her dress was not see through. her cloak fell on either side of her, a royal purple with white drawings in it. her hood covered her face from the rain and in the gathering dark none could see inside. the dragon stumbled out, his fangs baring and fire started to rise from his fur as his body heat had dried him half way while in his lean too. his scaled shimmered with this new fire making the water on his scales shimmer. the lady raised her hand and spoke through tongue, although for him it felt like she was in his mind.- Peace young lord dragon. I plan not to be eaten and i assure you, i likely do not taste all that well. you look hurt, what ails you. -her voice rang like honey in his ears and mind, piercing him but he did not let up, lunging till his fangs were right in her face, she was 5 6 and he was only a tiny bit bigger, 7 feet and 2 inches big, and as long as three transport carts put together.
the young lady face lit up from his growing fire, he face in a frightened smile, her deep blue eyes showing kindness as she dared herself to move back. she withstood the inclination and spoke again, looking at his leg as its he can do to stay standing, his wing also limp on the ground, making his shame even greater, thus his defense. she spoke out, trying to escape being dragon kibble.- s..sir dragon... u..uh please i honestly am not tasty, and if i may intrude" -her bravery rising as her stance changed to caring as she shifted to look better- you seem hurt.. poor dragon.. -her voice again rang in his mind and ears, its honey smoothing him and be tried backing away growling as his flames died, almost falling over. the lady crept closer and pat his maw, her tender eyes meeting his deep green eyes and he feel down, crying as tears feel from the eyes of his dragon self. she sat beside him and pet him, then went to his leg, ripping part of her dress and as it was already soaked, she started washing the injury. it looked like he had fought, his leg torn from dragon claw. as she washed, the dragon howled into the sky and snapped his maw in her face, tears falling steady now. he never had any care for him, especially humans. he lay his head down and thought out to her, if she had truly mind spoke and whimpered his name- my name is Finiar.
-The lady looked up and whispered into his mind, affirming what he though, mind speaking.- My name is Kykaomik. -The dragon let out a sigh and lay his head down as she finished her treatment to his leg. she then tore the now bloody rag into strips and tied them together and then wrapped it around Finiars' leg, tying off the wound. she smacked his scaled side friendly and removed the hood, her shimmering brown hair falling down along her back, the dragon could now pinpoint her race as he watch, a vampire; however, something seemed different, she also smelt of fox and then he saw to ears pop out. his tears still feel but less occasional, and tried to move his wing for more comfort. learning all to well as he was caused pain that it wasn't going to happen. it twisted even worse and lay against Kyk's back. she cried out in sadness and spoke to him through words, as she rubbed the un injured part- ohhh you poor dear, what exactly happened, your bashed in all over the place, looks as if you fought ten armed soldiers and rolled over rocks. -as Finiar moved his wing the excruciating pain made his tears fall even faster, legs twitching from the pain. he looked back as she spoke and how she soothed his wing and he thought to her, his voice deep yet rich in a high note.- I.. i am a runt among my kind. we are called flaming masses. the fur flames. i... went out of our home and some.. dragons stopped me.. said i didn't deserve my meal, as i had just caught one, they beet me and tor my wing. i found another.. and killed that but all to soon in my injured state a feral smelt me and my meal and tried to finish it and me. he lay his head down, tired and tired from the day..
he lay down, in to much pain to continue. she pant as she started to play with his wing, twisting it toward its correct position, then seeing it in place she pulled and pushed and it crack. Finiar roared and almost kicked Kyk flying into a tree as he twitched in pain. his flames leaping up and slightly burning the tree lean to, hardening the wood. Kyk stepped back before anything could happen and she felt the fire upon her face as she snapped on of the harden sticks and took three and tied them to his wing, having town more of her dress. she sat with Finiar, stroking his scales softly and humming a tune her father taught her. Finiar joined in with his dragon song, being calmed by her own singing. he lay his injured wing over her. laying his head over the injured leg, he watched her, noticing her beauty and how her face shone in his flames. He spoke, covering her with his tail- you saved my life.. even though i could eat you if i wish.