ALKEBULAN Draken Mountain 2135 years before Ellipse
She looked at it. Her eyes bearing challenge without event the slightest hint of fear. It looked back at her, baring its fangs at her.It glrowled.
Smoke and the pungent smell of sulphur slowly came out of the bus sized head of the black dragon. its fangs lit an ominous orange of the flames burning deep within its throat.Its gold, antiques and spoils of its battles, or rather massacres it ochestrated and tributes of heroes that have dared to hunt it fell with a silvery sound to the floor of the cave.But she didn't flinch. Nor her poker face crumpled. she just stood there, pinning her eyes of the majestic and sleepy dragon.
Her rainbow eyes puzzled the titan ay more that her stick did. Or her cute hatchling growl. For a minute, the dragon wondered what the heck the joke being played on it was. the hatchling in front of her as barely the size of her fingernail. Yet she seemed as monstrous as one of her elder dragons. Looking at her she felt like she was in front of a titan. but she clearly was smaller than any day old hatchling.
She looked like a human. Or rather those cursed things that dared to hunt her. They were a joke she enjoyed. Even more slowly baberqued with just a little pinch of salt. Their tribute or rather their shells were as shiny as the sun and even tougher than her scales. That was why she bathed in their shiny tribute as her mother did. She couldn't wait to have a tough and shiny armour as her mother did and those who disgraced her race by being toys of the giants and the gods.
But this wasnt even funny.
It was puzzling to say. she was like the embodiment of human trickery.
She wasnt even one of the pixie races.
She she was smaller, yet she looked scarier and cutier than the smallest hatching.
She had the wings of a dragon, like her. But she didnt have a tail. She smelt like the monsters from afar that made the humans and the disgusting beings that weren't just other animals but a tisted monstrosity of nature.
Chimeras.
She also had the aura of a phoenix. The aura that warmed every piece of her and chased the winter that had frozen her stiff out of her home. it was the warmth of spring. It didn't burn, nor feel uncomfortably hot, it was just the perfect temperature for her.
She looked at the little girl with her dragon eyes to better see the mysterious child in front of her. But not even those provided her an answer. But even more mysteries. To her eyes, she saw a small star, that didn't burn bright like the sun, it just glowed like the moon in the shape of a child. Yet its light was like that of the sun, warm.
Nnot cold.
She had expected to see her core look red like any warm being did when looked at with heat vision. But it wasn't. It was different.
Extremely powerful.
She didn't exude any killing intent, which is what made her not kill her for disrupting her sleep. Instead she exuded that of a hatchling desiring warmth and to do nothing but play with its mother.
The dragon snarled at the little bundle of warmth in front of her.
The little girl snarled back.the dragon puffed out a ring smoke.
"Poof!" The little girl tried to mimmick her but instead of smoke, a ball of flames came out of her mouth. But her flames were different from those she's seen throughout her millenia of life.
Her's were white. Yet they didn't burn nor exude a heat wave the white flames were supposed to.
They just rose the temperature a degree and warmed her to the bone. But they didn't scotch which surprised the elder dragon even more than the acts of the so called gods.
She knew flames.
Orange flames, like her's that burned. Yellow, blue even purple flames of phoenixes. Those that burned the brightest and the hotest.
The white ones were the pinacle of flames. A nightmare even to the dragons and phoenixes. She had once seen them burn things until not even ash remained from a primordial dragon.
They were supposed to not be extinguishable yet they were.
She jumped back in surprise and the girl did too.
She shook the mountain od gold pieces and treasures and shook them all from her scales. the girl did the same.
She looked at the girl not knowing what to do.
"Screw it." She mumbled in dragon tongue and started playing with the ant in front of her as even the thought of harming the little five year old girl sent shivers down her spine without any apparent reason.
After playing about as she would with her own hatchling, she went back to her sleep, leaving the girl snarling at her non stop.
She ignored her.
"Ahh! what the... pissing dragons!" The mellenial old dragon shot out of the mountain of steaming gold and tressures and crawled back into back into a corner almost leaving her eyeballs behind.
"What the heck?!" The poor thousand year old dragon couldn't believe what was happening in front of its eyes. The little kid she was afraid of hurting was growing in size exponentially right in front of her.
Before half a minute could elapse, the almost a meter tall kid had already grown three meters tall. Not even dragons grew that fast.
"WHAT THE..!" The girl vanished and the dragon, fearing to have lost its marbles, started questioning the sanity of the planet itself.
Once her vocab on the planets ran shot of words, she moved on to questioning cursing her ancestors and all of their mating choices and habbits.
But before she could finish with them, something delicately touched her scales and tickled them a short second before her body dropped like a worm and trembled. Her insides turned inside out in ecstasy as an unsurmountable pleasure broke through her tough scales. Pleasure that went beyond the pleasure of being brought into bed by a manly being.
She purred like a happy cat as she fell atop her treasure and relaxed almost falling asleep instantly.
The tiny fingers of the giant five year old went all over her scales tickling with the warmth of a lazy spring sunday afternoon. Intense pleasure trailed behind the agile little fingers as the dragon turned over exposing her stomach to the sensual touch of the goddess in her cave.
"Mu'ut!" The girls father, A two meter and a half tall giant of a man with the king eyes of a benelovent father and a grace of a veteran warrior marched into the cave.
"What do you think you're doing?"
The girl stopped tickling the dragon and reverted to her original height as the dragon froze and looked at the newcomer.
"I am playing with my dragon. Isn t she a cute pet?"