"M-Mistress..." an underling called out to me in a meek tone while I was focused on something else. My mighty talons currently in the process of restraining another underling. All so I could just exert myself over them. Something I always did quite enjoy doing.
"I do believe I told you... NOT TO INTERRUPT ME!" I said with growing anger before I roared out stone-melting fire at the offender. Laughing at them when they flinched away. Just barely missing the fire I let out. An annoyed expression soon on my face as I faced them.
Kicking away the underling I was messing with earlier so I could focus on what this one wanted, "A-Apologies, Mistress... But, it's important."
"Of course it is important! Because if it wasn't? Well..." I told them as I walked up to them. Letting my magic flow out from me in a more aggressive manner as I did so.
"O-Of course, Mistress... Your m-meal, Mistress, it is ready." I was told by them. Something that led to my eyes twitching in anger as this was not important at all!
"What did I just tell you!?" I told them with a snarl, black smoke steadily leaving my mouth shortly after.
"T-To inform you when your meal w-would be ready, Mistress..." they said with a meek tone as they backed off some more. Their body having prostrated itself so much that they were dragging themselves back.
I then calmed down and laughed, "I did, didn't I? Well? Go get it!" I commented then ordered before returning to my makeshift throne. Smiling deeply as my throne groaned and moaned as my spikes dug into their scales.
"Thank you, Mistress." the underlings making up my throne said as I relaxed on them. A smaller creature soon hopping up into my arms once I had sat down. A rare child of mine it was. I was feeling generous one time and so here they are.
I may have hated how weak it was, but it was still my child. So, I gave it bits of nurture every now and then and lots of favouritism. The underlings I had may have hated it too, to the point of tearing the father apart. But, nothing was going to happen to it, not on my watch.
"Mama..." it quietly said to me as it crawled over my scaled-covered breasts and pale skin. A small smile on my face as his little tail swished about. Gently nibbling the end of it when it swung too close to my lips. Lips which soon puckered his little face in kisses.
"Enjoying our stay here, little one?" I asked my son as I moved to pick him up. Gently bouncing him up and down just so I could hear his laughs. The laughs of the child I did not name. He was too weak to be named.
A frustrating affair that was, to have a son which was weak. For myself to have unbroken horns and an army of pathetic underlings. Each one trying their hardest to win my affection through the wrong means. If they wanted anything other than pity, they needed to win.
"No, Mama. We are moving around too much." he moaned as he snuggled up into my neck. His little, twig-like horns tickling me slightly as he moved about. My hands forcing him to settle down after a certain point.
"I know we are, little one, but we will keep doing so until we find those two hwardgon. You may not understand it right now, but in time you will." I said to them while stroking them with one set of claws. The other set clenching deep into the flesh of my throne so I could vent my anger.
It may have been an underling that those two hwardgon stole from me. But that wasn't the point, the point was that it was mine! It was my underling! MINE!
And I would not rest until they were both dead. Either turned to ash, mixed in with the slag and lava my fire made. Or, the most useful of all, falling apart in the depths of my stomach... But, speaking of my stomach.
"WHERE IS MY FOOD!?" I roared out impatiently, scaring my son in the process who scurried away. A snort leaving me when he did so. The sounds of hurried movements coming from the entrance of our current home filling my ears shortly after. A pair of bickering underlings holding on to my meal soon appearing before me.
"Here!" they both said at the same time before growling at each other. Their actions nearly destroying my meal before I went over to them. Slapping each one into the walls of my cave and going back to my throne. A large piece of bubbling meat in my claws as I did so.
And before I took the first bite, I licked my lips and made them wet with saliva. A relaxed moan leaving my mouth when I took that bite shortly after. The lingering taste of blood that hadn't burnt away, the way the melted fat just stuck to my mouth... It was wonderful.
"Little one?" I soon called out after taking a few more large chunks off. Soon getting into the process of taking another chunk off before they came back. Their body displaying much restraint if zero patience. And when the latest chunk was swallowed, I moved the meat aside so they could get on my lap.
"Thank you, Mama." my son said to me as I began to direct their little head. Towards each of the areas I would not be able to eat from. Near the joints, just before you got to the bone and that and so on. And even if I could eat bone just fine, I preferred juicy meat over splinters.
"Ah, ah, ah!" I began to tut out as I pulled their head away. They had tried to nibble at the areas I wanted to eat from. But, that was my food, he got whatever I left for him! So, when I was truly done, then I let him go for it.
It was just a shame for him then that I wasn't done with this meat, then. We had been hiding from the humans so we had been forced to fast for a few days essentially. Me and him got food priorities, of course. But we weren't exactly leaving bones on the floor as our bellies were fat...
"We'll just have to wait out here, I suppose." I found myself muttering as I thought on the human defences. Those hwardgon had been travelling on a machine recently, but, they got too close to a human nest. They chased us off and we were unable to get anywhere near the hwardgon. Now, well, we had to undergo the humiliation of hiding near them.
It made me bitter, see, if I was a dragon, then I could have taken the humans on. I could have burned their city down and the entire mountain! I could have had more than just a small army of underlings! I could have had a nation of them, each citizen loyal to my power!
Each of them just clamouring for a chance to lay with me... Or, maybe, I could have been tamed by a greater male who wanted more land himself. And my vulnerable lands were just ripe for the taking by him. Just before he then dominated me and made me feel feeble and meek!
It made my flesh burn hotter than my fire just thinking about all of it. Alas, it was all just fantasy and I was just wyvern not worth looking at. Meek and feeble in all the wrong ways... There would be no one for me to call 'Master' any time soon.
No chance to lay egg after egg with each one holding a strong son or daughter. Instead, I just had this rump on my lap. Nibbling away at a bone I held before him. His strength insufficient to even get his own food.
"MISTRESS!" some underling shouted after a loud crash echoed from the entrance. Someone had come in abruptly it seems. But, was this shouting from the one who arrived or a guard at the entrance? I suppose I should see what it was, though.
"Go on, little one, finish it elsewhere." I then told my son before taking him off my lap. Getting off my throne and walking away from it so I could see what the issue was. Staring at the panting underling before me with great apathy before rolling my eyes.
"Mistress!" he wheezed out before he steadied his breathing.
"What?" I quickly snapped out, not pleased with such a pathetic sight before me.
"They've left the human's mountain! The hwardgon!" he explained in excitement. Something that led to me developing a smile as if this was true...
"And where are they now?" I asked him as I moved closer.
"On an airship, moving in the direction of the great canyon!" he explained.
"And which one of my underlings found this out, then? Was it you perhaps?" I asked them in a sultry tone. My mood having been improved enough that I was willing to lie with one of them. But, only the one who found it out, of course.
"Me! I did! I di-" he began to excitedly say before the breath attack of another underling killed them. Blood splattering across me when their wind magic popped a hole in his head.
"I did!" an injured underling said as he hobbled into the cave. A slow nod coming from me as I noted the blood covering me. Blood caused by the loss of an underling to another underling... With magic that could have hit me.
Even if it would not hurt me.
"And there goes my willingness." I commented with a straight face before breathing a torrent of fire at the offending underling. His screams filling the cave before they just suddenly stopped. The only sound from then on out being the snapping and crackling of his flesh. An annoyed huff being the last noise I made in the cave before I went outside.
Going up onto the mountain peak and perching up on the quickly evaporating snow. Steadying myself on the slowly melting stone with a smirk forming on my face before I roared out into the sky. My wings unfurling themselves with smoke and dancing embers following them. A nose that twitched endlessly as I smelt the air.
Their scent soon entering it as I paid more attention to the land around me. I knew which way they were, which way they were headed. Now, all I needed to do was rally my strongest underlings and set out to get them. Yet, should I perhaps go for my weaker ones instead?
I wanted them alive so I could make them suffer and the stronger ones would just kill them... It was my vengeance that need satiating, not their desire for my loins! At the same time, though, if they were to die. I would just be overjoyed that I'd probably let them have at my body anyway...
But my preferences did come first, so weaker underlings it was! Now all I would have to do is get them and set out. So, I began to flap my wings and descend towards the cave entrance. Letting my magic flow aggressively as I hovered there.
"UNDERLINGS! ALL BUT THE STRONGEST OF YOU WILL FOLLOW ME! I SHALL HAVE MY VENGENCE!" I roared out to the cave. A series of pitiful roars being my response before dozens upon dozens of them swarmed out. Each of them flexing their claws and snapping their jaws before I went ahead of them.
A mighty orange boom filling the sky as I shot ahead of them. A trail of fire following me as I flew towards my prey. And as I smiled in anticipation for the coming slaughter of those two hwardgon. I began to think...
What were these other smells...? The hwardgon were near an interesting variety of other prey right now.