I woke up early, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. Today was the day I would start my training with Pixie, and I was determined to give it my all.
As I walked out of the cave, I saw Pixie waiting for me, his eyes gleaming with intensity. "Ready to get started, Tharros?" he asked, his voice firm but encouraging.
I nodded, and Pixie led me to a nearby clearing. The sun was shining, casting a warm glow over the landscape. Pixie began to explain the basics of combat, demonstrating various techniques and strategies.
I listened intently, eager to learn. Pixie was a skilled warrior, and I knew that I could learn a lot from him.
As the training session progressed, Pixie pushed me to my limits. We sparred, using our fists and feet to exchange blows. I was determined to keep up with Pixie, but he was relentless, always staying one step ahead.
Despite the challenges, I refused to give up. I gritted my teeth and kept fighting, using every ounce of strength and determination I possessed.
As the sun began to set, Pixie called a halt to the training session. I was exhausted, my muscles aching and my breath ragged.
But I felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. I had given it my all, and I knew that I had made progress.
Pixie nodded in approval, a small smile playing on his lips. "You're a quick learner, Tharros," he said. "But don't get too cocky. We've only just begun."
I grinned, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation. I knew that the road ahead would be tough, but I was ready for the challenge.
Bring it on, I thought, my heart pounding with determination.
I spoke, "Did you already find a mate?"
Pixie's expression turned bright red, and he looked away, clearing his throat. "Ah, well, uh, that's...not exactly relevant to our training, is it?" he stuttered.
I couldn't help but chuckle at Pixie's obvious discomfort. "Oh, come on, Pixie," I teased. "I'm just curious. You're always so focused on training and combat. Don't you ever think about finding someone special?"
Pixie's face turned an even deeper shade of red, and he looked like he was about to explode. "Tharros, drop it, okay?" he growled, his voice low and warning.
I held up my hands in mock surrender. "Okay, okay, I'll drop it. But just remember, I'm watching you, Pixie. And I'm waiting for the day when you finally find someone who can put up with your gruff exterior and love you for who you are."
Pixie's expression turned from embarrassment to outrage, and he took a step closer to me, his fists clenched. "You're pushing your luck, Tharros," he warned.
I just grinned and laughed, knowing that I had gotten under Pixie's skin.
I thought,'he still hasn't found 1 yet'
I smiled to myself, thinking that Pixie was still single and hadn't found a mate yet. I couldn't help but feel a little amused by his reaction earlier. It was clear that he was still a bit sensitive about his love life.
I shook my head, chuckling to myself. Pixie was a tough warrior, but when it came to matters of the heart, he was still a bit of a softie. I made a mental note to tease him about it again sometime, just to see his reaction.
For now, though, I decided to focus on my training. I had a lot to learn, and I was determined to become the strongest warrior I could be. With Pixie's guidance, I knew I could achieve my goals.
I refocused my attention on Pixie, who was watching me with a serious expression. "Alright, Tharros, let's get back to training," he said, his voice firm. "We've got a lot of work to do if you're going to become a skilled warrior."
I nodded, feeling a surge of determination. I was ready to put in the hard work and dedication required to become a great warrior.
Pixie nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Good. Let's start with some combat drills. I want to see your technique and reflexes."
I nodded, and Pixie began to explain the drills. We spent the next few hours training, with Pixie pushing me to my limits.
As the sun began to set, Pixie called a halt to the training session. I was exhausted, but I felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. I had learned a lot, and I knew that I was one step closer to becoming the warrior I wanted to be.
Pixie nodded in approval, his expression serious. "You're doing well, Tharros. Keep up the good work."
I smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Pixie. He was a tough teacher, but he was also fair and kind. I knew that I could trust him to help me achieve my goals.
As I walked back to my cave, I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. I knew that I still had a lot to learn, but I was ready for the challenge. Bring it on, I thought, smiling to myself.
Pixie spoke, "I heard that my nephew told me about your fire power, and he believes that you will be the most powerful dragon in our time! But you said that it won't happen. "
I thought,'It mainly because I know my future children will be more powerful than me while I carry them inside my belly in the future, but I am just going to keep it a secret'
I smiled humbly, trying to downplay Pixie's nephew's praise. "Oh, I'm sure it was just exaggeration," I said, waving my hand dismissively. "I'm just a dragon trying to master my powers. I don't think I'll ever be the most powerful dragon of our time."
Pixie raised an eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Really? You don't think you have the potential to become the most powerful dragon?"
I shook my head, trying to maintain a modest tone. "No, I don't think so. There are many other dragons out there who are stronger and more skilled than me."
Pixie nodded thoughtfully, but I could tell he didn't entirely believe me. I knew that I had to keep my secret hidden, at least for now. The thought of my future children being more powerful than me was a thrilling prospect, but it was also a private one. I wasn't ready to share it with anyone just yet.
Pixie spoke, "For a genderless western dragon, you really don't care and are not planning to be the most powerful dragon in our time!"
I spoke "well i do planning to be powerful but not too powerful!"
Pixie's eyes widened in surprise, and he let out a hearty laugh. "Ah, Tharros, you're a unique one, aren't you? Most dragons would kill to be the most powerful, but not you. You're content with just being...adequately powerful?"
I chuckled, feeling a bit self-conscious about my unconventional attitude. "Well, I just don't see the point in striving for absolute power. I mean, what's the fun in being the strongest if there's no one left to challenge me?"
Pixie grinned, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I think you're the first dragon I've ever met who's intentionally aiming for mediocrity. You're a true original, Tharros."
I laughed, feeling a bit proud of my unconventional approach to power. "Hey, being adequately powerful has its advantages. I can still protect myself and those I care about, but I don't have to deal with the stress and pressure of being the absolute strongest."
I thought 'I know I will not reach the most powerful since aurorin predicted them to be the most powerful dragon and bring the dragon kind to a new era and that I'll be proud of them for being their father'
I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of pride and anticipation. Aurorin's prophecy had foretold of a future where my child would become the most powerful dragon, bringing about a new era for our kind. I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder at the thought of my own offspring achieving such greatness.
As I looked forward to that future, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. I knew that I wouldn't be the one to reach the pinnacle of power, but that was okay. I would be proud to be the father of the dragon who would achieve such heights.
A warm feeling spread through my chest as I thought about my future child, and the incredible things they would accomplish. I couldn't wait to meet them, to guide them, and to watch them grow into the powerful dragon that Aurorin had foreseen.
I spoke "alright let get training. Pixie, what is that you set me up for my combat skills?"
Pixie's face lit up with a fierce grin. "Ah, excellent attitude, Tharros! I've set up a series of combat drills for you to test your skills. We'll start with a simulated battle against a group of shadowy illusions. They'll be fast, agile, and relentless, so you'll need to stay sharp and focused."
He gestured to a large, circular arena that had been set up in the clearing. The air inside the arena seemed to ripple and distort, as if the very fabric of reality was being manipulated.
"This is a Shadow Realm simulation," Pixie explained. "The illusions will be generated by the Shadow Realm's energy, making them incredibly realistic and challenging to defeat. Are you ready to begin?"
I know if I get stronger than my future children, I will most likely be inherent and pass on my magical abilities to the next generation and maybe give them other elements that I don't have'
I thought to myself, feeling a sense of responsibility and purpose. As a future parent, I knew that my role was not only to protect and provide for my children but also to pass on my knowledge, skills, and abilities to help them grow and thrive.
The thought of inheriting my magical abilities and potentially passing on new elements that I didn't even possess yet was a thrilling prospect. I imagined my future children, strong and powerful, wielding abilities that I could only dream of.
A sense of determination washed over me. I knew that I had to become stronger, not just for myself, but for my future children. I wanted to be able to pass on the best possible abilities and traits to them, to give them the greatest chance of success and happiness.
With renewed resolve, I turned my attention back to Pixie and the training session ahead. I was ready to push myself to new heights, to become the strongest version of myself, and to secure a bright future for my future children.
I spoke "alright let train me up!"
Pixie grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "That's the spirit, Tharros! Let's get started then!"
With a flick of his wrist, the Shadow Realm simulation sprang to life. The air inside the arena began to swirl and churn, as dark, shadowy illusions coalesced into menacing forms.
"Remember, Tharros, these illusions are designed to test your skills, so don't hold back. Use everything you've learned so far, and let's see what you're capable of!"
I nodded, took a deep breath, and charged into the arena, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. The battle was on!
I charged into the arena, my heart pounding with excitement. The shadowy illusions swirled around me, their dark forms shifting and morphing as they attacked.
I raised my claws, unleashing a burst of fire that illuminated the dark arena. The flames danced across the illusions, but they didn't seem to have much effect.
The illusions closed in, their shadowy tendrils wrapping around me like living chains. I struggled to break free, but they held tight.
Suddenly, I remembered Pixie's words: "Use everything you've learned so far." I focused my mind, calling upon the techniques and strategies that Pixie had taught me.
With a surge of confidence, I unleashed a powerful blast of air, sending the illusions flying back. I followed up with a series of swift, precise strikes, my claws slicing through the shadows like a hot knife through butter.
The illusions dissipated, banished by my determination and skill. I stood panting, my chest heaving with exertion, but a triumphant grin spreading across my face.
Pixie applauded, his eyes shining with pride. "Well done, Tharros! You're a natural!"
I bowed my head, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. "Thanks, Pixie! I couldn't have done it without your training."
Pixie chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "You're too modest, Tharros. You have a natural talent for combat. I'm just helping you refine it."
I smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Pixie. He had been a great mentor and teacher, and I was lucky to have him by my side.
Pixie clapped me on the back, his expression serious once again. "Now, let's take a break and review what we've learned so far. We'll analyze your technique and see where we can improve."
I nodded, eager to learn and improve. I followed Pixie to a nearby bench, where we sat down and began to discuss the finer points of combat.
As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months
I continued to train tirelessly with Pixie, honing my skills and perfecting my techniques. We spent hours in the arena, practicing combat drills and sparring with each other. I learned how to harness my fire-breathing abilities, summoning powerful flames at will. I also mastered the art of aeromancy, using the winds to my advantage in battle.
As the months passed, I grew stronger and more confident. My scales glistened in the sunlight, and my wingspan broadened, allowing me to soar to greater heights. I felt like I was unstoppable, and Pixie's proud smile only reinforced my conviction.
One day, as we took a break from training, Pixie turned to me with a serious expression. "Tharros, you've made incredible progress. You're one of the most talented young dragons I've ever had the privilege of training."
I beamed with pride, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over me.
Pixie's expression turned thoughtful. "But there's still one thing you need to learn. Something that will take your skills to the next level..."
I leaned in, intrigued, wondering what Pixie had in store for me next.
I question, "What is it!" I existedly ask
Pixie's eyes sparkled with excitement as he replied, "I'm going to teach you how to harness the power of the elements!"
I felt a surge of electricity run through my veins as I exclaimed, "Really?! The elements?! You mean like earth, water, air, and fire?!"
Pixie nodded, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Exactly, Tharros! You've already shown a natural affinity for fire and air. Now, it's time to learn how to tap into the other elements and wield their power!"
I couldn't contain my excitement, bouncing up and down like a rubber ball. "Oh, wow! This is amazing! I've always wondered how to control the elements!"
Pixie chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, now's your chance, Tharros! Let's get started on this new chapter of your training!"
Pixie spoke, "Even knows that is my nephew Orion job to teach you, but why not! And I know he did teach you how to use your fire element! While i wasn't there," I nodded
I nodded in agreement, recalling the time Orion had taught me how to harness my fire element. "Yes, Orion was a great teacher. He helped me understand and control my fire abilities."
Pixie smiled, seeming to reminisce about his nephew's teaching skills. "Orion is a talented young dragon, and I'm glad he was able to help you. But now, it's my turn to teach you something new."
Pixie paused, collecting his thoughts before continuing. "As I was saying, harnessing the power of the elements is a complex skill, but I think you're ready to learn. Let's start with the earth element. It's a bit more challenging than fire, but with practice, I'm confident you'll master it."
I nodded eagerly, excited to learn this new skill. "I'm ready, Pixie. Let's get started!"
Pixie nodded, a serious expression on his face. "To harness the power of the earth element, you'll need to connect with the natural world. Feel the energy of the land beneath your feet, the vibrations of the rocks and soil."
I closed my eyes, focusing on the sensations beneath me. I felt the rough texture of the rocks, the cool dampness of the soil. As I breathed in, I sensed the earthy scent of the land, rich and loamy.
Pixie's voice guided me, "Now, imagine roots growing from your feet, deep into the earth. Feel the energy of the land flowing up through those roots, into your body."
I visualized the roots growing, feeling a strange tingling sensation in my feet. As I focused on the image, I began to feel a subtle vibration, like the hum of a gentle engine. The vibration grew stronger, spreading up through my legs, into my torso.
Pixie's voice encouraged me, "That's it, Tharros! You're connecting with the earth element. Now, try to manipulate the energy. Imagine shaping the earth, creating a small mound or trench."
I concentrated, feeling the energy coursing through me. I imagined a small mound rising from the ground, the earth flowing like a liquid beneath my will. As I focused, the air seemed to shimmer, and a small mound of earth began to take shape before me.
I opened my eyes to see the small mound of earth rising from the ground, just as I had imagined. I felt a surge of excitement and pride, knowing that I had successfully harnessed the power of the earth element.
Pixie beamed with pride, his eyes shining with approval. "Well done, Tharros! You're a natural at this. Now, let's try something a bit more challenging. Can you create a small trench, about a foot deep and a few feet long?"
I nodded, feeling a sense of confidence. I closed my eyes, focusing on the energy of the earth. I imagined the trench, visualizing the earth flowing away from the center, creating a small channel.
As I focused, the air seemed to shimmer once more, and the sound of moving earth filled the air. I opened my eyes to see the trench taking shape before me, just as I had imagined.
Pixie grinned, his expression impressed. "Excellent work, Tharros! You're really getting the hang of this. Now, let's try something a bit more complex. Can you create a small wall, about three feet high and five feet long?"
I nodded, feeling a sense of determination. I closed my eyes, focusing on the energy of the earth. I imagined the wall, visualizing the earth flowing upwards, creating a solid barrier.
As I focused, the air seemed to shimmer once more, and the sound of moving earth filled the air. I opened my eyes to see the wall taking shape before me, just as I had imagined.
Pixie spoke, "I have almost done training you every combat I know and let finish it today!" I nodded
I nodded eagerly, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation. "I'm ready, Pixie! Let's finish this training and make me the best combat-ready dragon I can be!"
Pixie grinned, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Excellent attitude, Tharros! Today, we're going to cover the most advanced combat techniques I know. We'll be combining everything you've learned so far, and adding a few new tricks to your arsenal."
He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "But before we begin, I want you to know that I'm proud of you, Tharros. You've come a long way since we started training, and I have no doubt that you'll become one of the greatest warriors our world has ever known."
I felt a surge of pride and gratitude towards Pixie, knowing that his words came from the heart. "Thanks, Pixie," I said, my voice filled with emotion. "I couldn't have done it without you. You've been an amazing mentor and friend."
Pixie smiled, his expression warm and genuine. "Anytime, Tharros. Now, let's get started and finish this training once and for all!"
With a fierce cry, Pixie launched himself at me, his claws flashing in the sunlight. I reacted instinctively, summoning a blast of fire to scorch the air around me. Pixie dodged the flames with ease, his agility and speed allowing him to weave between the blasts.
I followed up with a series of swift strikes, my claws slicing through the air with deadly precision. Pixie countered each blow with his own, our claws clashing in a flurry of sparks and steel.
The battle raged on, our movements lightning-fast as we exchanged blow for blow. I summoned the power of the earth, creating a localized earthquake that sent Pixie stumbling back. But he recovered quickly, unleashing a blast of air that sent me flying across the arena.
I landed hard, my scales scraping against the rough stone. But I refused to yield, summoning every last ounce of strength to launch myself back at Pixie.
The final battle was intense, our movements a blur as we clashed in a frenzy of claws and magic. But in the end, it was I who emerged victorious, my claws pressed against Pixie's throat as he yielded.
I stood panting, my chest heaving with exertion, as Pixie grinned up at me. "Well done, Tharros," he said, his voice filled with pride. "You've proven yourself to be a true warrior."
I smiled, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over me. I had done it. I had completed my training and proven myself to be a formidable fighter.
Pixie spoke, "Being you a more than a 1 and a half year old baby dragon is quite surprising!"
I chuckled, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. "Thanks, Pixie! I've been working hard to catch up with my training. But I have to say, it's all thanks to you and your amazing teaching skills!"
Pixie beamed with pride, his eyes shining with happiness. "Ah, shucks, Tharros! You're making me blush! But seriously, you've got a natural talent for combat and magic. I've never seen a dragon pick things up as quickly as you have."
He paused, looking at me with a thoughtful expression. "You know, Tharros, I think you're ready to take on some real-world challenges. You've got the skills, the talent, and the determination. Now it's time to put it all to the test."
I felt a surge of excitement at Pixie's words. I was ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead, to prove myself as a true warrior and a powerful dragon. Bring it on!
I spoke, "So is that it our training is done?"
Pixie nodded, a wide smile spreading across his face. "That's right, Tharros! Our training is officially complete! You've learned everything I can teach you, and you've proven yourself to be a formidable dragon warrior."
He paused, looking at me with a sense of nostalgia. "I have to say, it's been an absolute pleasure training you, Tharros. You've been one of my most dedicated and talented students, and I'm going to miss our training sessions."
I felt a pang of sadness at Pixie's words, knowing that our time together was coming to an end. But I also felt a sense of excitement and anticipation for what lay ahead. I was ready to take on new challenges and make a name for myself as a powerful dragon warrior.
Pixie's expression turned serious, and he looked at me with a stern gaze. "Remember, Tharros, with great power comes great responsibility. Use your skills and abilities wisely, and always fight for what's right."
I nodded, feeling a sense of determination and purpose. I was ready to take on the world and make a difference.
I bowed my head and said, "Thank you for teaching as most you can, Mr Pixie!"
Pixie's face lit up with a warm smile, and he reached out to gently lift my head, his eyes shining with pride. "Ah, Tharros, it was my pleasure to teach you. You've been an outstanding student, and I have no doubt you'll go on to do great things."
He paused, his expression turning serious once more. "Remember, Tharros, you'll always carry a piece of me with you. The lessons I've taught you, the values I've instilled in you - they'll stay with you forever."
Pixie's voice cracked with emotion as he continued, "I'm proud of you, Tharros. You're not just a student, you're like a son to me. And I know that no matter where life takes you, you'll always be a shining example of what it means to be a true dragon warrior."
I felt a lump form in my throat as I looked at Pixie, my eyes welling up with tears. I knew that I would never forget the lessons he had taught me, and that I would always carry his wisdom and guidance with me.
With that Pixie unfolding his lily blue wings and fly away
I watched as Pixie soared into the sky, his lily blue wings beating steadily as he flew away. I felt a pang of sadness in my heart, knowing that our time together had come to an end.
As I stood there, gazing up at the sky, I felt a sense of gratitude and respect for Pixie. He had taught me so much, not just about combat and magic, but about the importance of perseverance, loyalty, and honor.
I took a deep breath, feeling the wind rustle my scales as I watched Pixie disappear into the distance. I knew that I would never forget him, and that the lessons he had taught me would stay with me forever.
With a final glance at the sky, I turned and walked away, ready to begin my new journey as a powerful dragon warrior.
I want back home to the mountain cave
I spread my wings and took to the sky, soaring over the landscape as I made my way back to the mountain cave. The wind rushed past me, whipping my scales and sending my wings beating steadily.
As I flew, I couldn't help but think about all that I had learned from Pixie. I felt a sense of pride and accomplishment, knowing that I had come so far in such a short amount of time.
After a short while, the familiar shape of the mountain cave came into view. I swooped down, landing gracefully on the rocky outcropping outside the entrance.
I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of homecoming wash over me. I had only been gone for a few days, and it was still good to be back. I padded silently into the cave, my eyes adjusting to the dim light within.
The cave was quiet and still, the only sound the soft dripping of water somewhere in the depths of the cave. I made my way deeper into the cave, my scales glinting in the faint light.
As I walked, I noticed that everything seemed just as I had left it. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice behind me.
"Tharros!" It was my father, Aetherius. I turned to see him standing behind me, his albino scales shining in the dim light. He looked as strong and powerful as ever, his scales glinting with a fierce inner light.
"Father!" I exclaimed, feeling a surge of joy and excitement. It was great to see him again, and I couldn't wait to tell him all about my adventures with Pixie.
My father spoke "soon lest than 6 months you and your younger siblings will go to the starlight gathering for the first time!" I know it will be a place where all the dragon big or small in the clan will meet and get to know 1 another and make a relationship friend or enemies or rival or love but I'm not planning to have a mate
I listened intently as my father spoke, his words filling me with a mix of excitement and nerves. The Starlight Gathering was a big deal, a time when all the dragons in our clan came together to socialize, form alliances, and sometimes even find mates.
I had heard stories about the Gathering, about the lavish feasts, the thrilling competitions, and the intricate politics. It was a time of great celebration, but also a time of great scrutiny. Every dragon would be watching, sizing each other up, and forming opinions that could last a lifetime.
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I thought about it. I was excited to meet new dragons, to make friends and allies, and to prove myself as a worthy member of our clan. But I was also nervous about the prospect of being judged, of being found wanting.
As for finding a mate, I shook my head mentally. I wasn't interested in that. I had more important things to focus on, like honing my skills, building my strength, and protecting my family. Romance could wait.
Although I'm am a strong baby dragons I still can get scared and shy meeting others dragons will be overwhelming for me and I know that I will be hiding under my father wings for most of the event
I felt a flutter in my chest as I thought about meeting all those new dragons. Despite being a strong and capable baby dragon, I couldn't help but feel a little intimidated. The thought of all those unfamiliar faces, scales, and wings was a bit overwhelming.
I looked up at my father, feeling a sense of comfort and security. I knew that I could always count on him to protect me and make me feel safe. And in that moment, I knew exactly what I would do during the Starlight Gathering.
I would hide under my father's wings, just like I always did when I felt scared or uncertain. It was my safe haven, my happy place. And I knew that as long as I was under his wings, everything would be okay.
I felt a little better knowing that I had a plan, and that my father would be there to support me. But I couldn't help but wonder what the other dragons would think of me, hiding under my father's wings like a little hatchling. Would they think I was weak or scared? Or would they understand that sometimes, even strong dragons need a little extra comfort and protection?
My father grap me by his mouth and placed me under his wings since his wing gave me comfort and safety and calmness
I felt a sense of relief wash over me as my father gently grasped me in his mouth and placed me under the warmth of his wings. The familiar scent of his scales and the soft rustle of his wings enveloped me, immediately calming my nerves.
As I snuggled deeper under his wing, I felt my heart rate slow down and my breathing become more relaxed. The warmth and safety of his wing was like a soothing balm to my frazzled nerves.
I closed my eyes, feeling the gentle rise and fall of my father's chest as he breathed. His wing wrapped around me like a protective shield, blocking out the world and its worries.
In this cozy, sheltered space, I felt my fears and anxieties melt away. I was safe, I was protected, and I was loved. My father's wing was my happy place, and I was grateful to be nestled safely beneath it.
My father spoke, "Don't worry, Tharros," my father's deep, rumbling voice spoke, his words vibrating through his wing and into my body. "I'll be right here with you, every step of the way. You'll make many new friends at the Starlight Gathering, and I'll be here to support you, always."
My father spoke, "or most likely just a few"
My father's voice was tinged with a hint of amusement, and I could sense a gentle smile behind his words. "Or most likely just a few," he repeated, his tone implying that I might be a bit more selective in my friendships, and that was perfectly okay.
My father spoke, "But don't worry, they won't see you as weak since who won't be seeing a baby dragon under his father wings I'm sure they will just see you as very cute!" He smiled
I felt a warmth spread through my chest as my father's words washed over me. His smile was infectious, and I couldn't help but feel a little better about the whole situation. Being seen as cute wasn't so bad, especially if it meant that the other dragons wouldn't think I was weak.
I peeked out from under my father's wing, looking up at him with a hint of a smile. His eyes sparkled with amusement, and he gently nuzzled me with his snout. I felt a happy sigh rise up in my chest, and I snuggled back under his wing, feeling safe and content.
I go deeper under his wings and stay there.
I snuggled deeper under my father's wing, feeling the warmth and safety envelop me. I closed my eyes, letting out a contented sigh as I felt his wing wrap more tightly around me.
I stayed there, nestled in the cozy space beneath his wing, feeling my heart rate slow and my breathing grow more relaxed. The world outside receded, and all that mattered was the warmth and protection of my father's wing.
I drifted off into a peaceful silence, surrounded by the comforting scent of my father's scales and the gentle rustle of his wing.
Pov Aetherius
I wrapped my wing more tightly around Tharros, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment wash over me. My little one was safe and sound, nestled beneath my wing where nothing could harm him.
I smiled to myself, thinking about how Tharros was already showing signs of being a strong and confident dragon. But it was also nice to see that he still valued the safety and comfort of his father's wing.
I gently nuzzled Tharros with my snout, feeling a sense of pride and love for my son. Being a father was the best job in the world, and I was grateful for every moment I got to spend with Tharros and our family.
As I stood there, wrapped around Tharros, I felt a sense of peace and tranquility wash over me. This was what it meant to be a father - to protect, to love, and to provide for your child. And I was grateful to be able to do just that for Tharros.
Ever since he was a 1 day old, he ran under my wings, feeling scared for some reason. I still didn't know, yet Pixie said that he seems to have a lot of trust in me to keep him safe, and I couldn't be more happy to know that as for now he rarely go outside beside training he can get scared so easy and it so cute when he hide under my wing
The memories of Tharros' early days flooded my mind as I thought about how he would scurry under my wings for comfort and safety. Even as a tiny hatchling, just one day old, he would run to me for protection, and it melted my heart every time.
Pixie's words echoed in my mind, and I felt a surge of pride and joy knowing that Tharros trusted me implicitly to keep him safe. It was a responsibility I took very seriously, and I was grateful that he felt secure enough to come to me whenever he felt scared or uncertain.
As I looked at Tharros now, snuggled safely under my wing, I couldn't help but smile at how adorable he was when he got scared. His little heart would beat so fast, and he would tremble with fear, but as soon as he was under my wing, he would calm down, knowing he was safe.
It was moments like these that I cherished the most, being able to provide comfort and security to my precious son. And even though he was growing up and becoming more confident, I knew that he would always come to me when he needed a safe haven.
I wrapped my wing a little tighter around Tharros, feeling his small body relax into a peaceful sleep. His gentle breathing and soft snores were a soothing sound, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me.
As I stood there, guarding my sleeping son, I felt a deep sense of love and responsibility. Being a father was a privilege, and moments like these reminded me of just how precious and fleeting they were.
I closed my eyes, letting the warmth of the moment wash over me, and listened to the sound of Tharros' gentle breathing, feeling grateful for this little life that had brought so much joy and meaning to mine.
I stood there for a while, watching Tharros sleep, feeling grateful for the gift of fatherhood. My thoughts drifted to my mate, Thyriatrix, and our other little ones, Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, and Kaidorix. I smiled, thinking about the unique personalities and scales colors each of them possessed.
As I gazed at Tharros, I noticed the way his silver scales shimmered in the dim light of our cave. He was growing up to be a strong and confident young dragon, and I couldn't be prouder.
After a while, I carefully shifted my position, making sure not to disturb Tharros' sleep. I settled in for a quiet vigil, watching over my son as he dreamed, feeling grateful for this moment of peace and tranquility.
Thyriatrix walked towards and saw that I placed Tharros under my wing, and she knew it always made him calm even if he cried. My wing had always been a way to slow down his tears
Thyriatrix approached me, a gentle smile on her face as she saw Tharros sleeping peacefully under my wing. She knew how much comfort and security our son derived from being under my wing, and she had often teased me about being a "wing-blanket" for Tharros.
She reached out with her snout, gently touching Tharros' silver scales, and I could sense her love and affection for our son. She looked up at me, her light green scales glinting in the dim light, and I could see the warmth and appreciation in her eyes.
"You're still the best wing-blanket in the business," she whispered, her voice filled with amusement and affection. I chuckled softly, feeling grateful for the special bond I shared with Tharros, and for the love and support of my wonderful mate, Thyriatrix.
I spoke, "Do you think he will ever be stopping to go under my wing in the future? dear!"
Thyriatrix smiled, her eyes shining with warmth and amusement. "I think it's unlikely he'll ever completely stop, dear," she said, her voice gentle. "Tharros has always been a sensitive soul, and your wing has been his safe haven from the start. Even as he grows older and more confident, I think he'll always come back to your wing when he needs comfort and reassurance."
She paused, nuzzling Tharros' silver scales again. "And besides, it's not something we should want him to stop doing. It's a sign of the strong bond you share, and it's something that will always be a part of their childhood, no matter how old they get."
I spoke "it seem he will be OK under my wing until I die!" I chuckled
Thyriatrix playfully rolled her eyes, a hint of a smile on her face. "You're enjoying this idea a bit too much, aren't you?" she teased, her voice laced with amusement. "But I suppose it's true. Tharros will always be your little one, no matter how old he gets. And even when he's a grown dragon with dragons of his own, I'm sure he'll still come crawling back to your wing when he needs a little comfort and reassurance." She chuckled, nudging me gently with her snout.
I spoke "as to now my wings have been the most likely to calm him down and I know he will get overly scared when he go to his first starlight gathering and I know he be so terrified seeing very big dragons around!" I laughed
Thyriatrix laughed along with me, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, dear, yes! The starlight gathering can be overwhelming for a young dragon, especially one as sensitive as Tharros. But don't worry, I'm sure he'll be just fine... as long as you're there with your trusty wing-blanket, that is!" She chuckled, nudging me playfully with her snout. "Just imagine it, though - Tharros, surrounded by all those big, boisterous dragons, and then he spots you, and suddenly he's diving under your wing for cover!" She giggled, clearly entertained by the mental image.
I spoke, "Being him the eldest among his siblings and his younger siblings are more brave and calm, but their is a chance they will also go under my wings like Tharros"
Thyriatrix smiled, her expression warm and knowing. "I think that's highly likely, dear," she said. "After all, your wings have become a symbol of safety and comfort for Tharros, and I'm sure the younger ones will pick up on that too. Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, and Kaidorix may be more brave and calm than Tharros, but they're still young and impressionable, and they look up to their big brother and their father."
She chuckled, a hint of mischief in her voice. "Just imagine it, dear - a whole flock of little dragons, all scurrying under your wing for comfort and protection. You'll be the most popular dragon at the gathering, I'm sure!"
I spoke, "I think many dragons will go to me to see a cute baby dragons hidden under my wing and all Tharros younger siblings will came out, but tharros hide even deeper!"
Thyariatrix burst out laughing at the mental image. "Oh, dear, that's perfect! I can just picture it: a crowd of dragons gathered around you, all cooing and oohing over the cute baby dragons peeking out from under your wing... and then there's Tharros, hiding deeper and deeper, refusing to come out and play!"
She chuckled, her eyes shining with amusement. "I can just imagine the looks on their little faces: Lyriath and Vyraxys, bold and curious, peeking out to see what all the fuss is about; Nyxoria and Lyrixa, sweet and gentle, smiling shyly at the crowd; and Kaidorix, little scamp that he is, probably trying to sneak in a few playful nips on the ankles of the gathered dragons..."
And then, of course, there's Tharros, hiding behind his father's wing, too shy to come out and play.
Thyriatrix's laughter slowly subsided, and she smiled warmly at me. "You know, dear, I think that's one of the things I love most about being a mother - seeing our little ones grow and develop their own unique personalities."
She glanced down at Tharros, who was still sleeping peacefully under my wing. "And Tharros, sweet boy that he is, will always be our little sensitive soul. We'll just have to make sure to always be there for him, to offer a comforting wing when he needs it."
I nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of gratitude for my wonderful mate and our precious children. Being a family was the greatest joy I had ever known, and I felt so lucky to have such a loving and supportive bond with Thyriatrix and our little ones.
I spoke, "The chance of tharros to get friends will be low since he barely talked to other dragons beside his formal mentor"
Thyriatrix's expression turned thoughtful, and she nodded in agreement. "Yes, dear, that's a valid concern. Tharros can be quite shy and introverted, and it may take him some time to warm up to other dragons. And with him being so focused on his training and mentorship, it's true that his opportunities for socializing may be limited."
She paused, considering the situation. "But, you know, sometimes the quiet and introspective ones can form the deepest and most meaningful connections. Maybe Tharros just needs to find the right dragon, someone who understands and appreciates him for who he is."
She smiled, a hint of optimism in her voice. "And who knows, maybe at the starlight gathering, he'll meet someone special. Stranger things have happened, after all!"
I spoke, "I'm sure their be others dragons who want to pat him or nuzzling or stroke his head"
Thyriatrix chuckled, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Oh, dear, you're absolutely right! Tharros is just so adorable and endearing, I'm sure there will be plenty of dragons who'll want to shower him with affection. And who can blame them? He's just so sweet and gentle, with that beautiful silver scales and those big, shy eyes..."
She laughed, a playful glint in her eye. "I just hope he's prepared for all the attention, because once those dragons get a hold of him, they might not want to let him go! He'll be the belle of the ball, for sure!"
Thyriatrix smiled and said, "And seeing him under your wing, it will be so cute who wouldn't want to see a baby dragons hiding under his father wings!"
I couldn't help but chuckle at the mental image. "Indeed, it's a sight that's sure to melt hearts," I said, smiling down at Tharros, who was still sleeping peacefully under my wing. "And I'm sure the other dragons will just adore him, hiding under his father's wing like a little treasure."
Thyriatrix nodded in agreement, her eyes shining with amusement. "Definitely. And I'm sure you'll be happy to oblige, showing off your little treasure to anyone who wants to see." She teased, her voice playful.
I spoke "as in right now his siblings did scare him while they were playing and did scare the living he'll out of me and you Thyriatrix when we couldn't find him and finding him under my wing and when we went to a waterfall and the sound gave him overwhelming for him to handle and his first flying lessons got him so scared!" I chuckled a bit
Thyriatrix laughed, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Oh dear, yes! Tharros has always been a sensitive soul, hasn't he? I remember that time at the waterfall, he was so overwhelmed by the sound of the rushing water. And his first flying lessons? Oh my, he was terrified! But you were always there for him, comforting him and helping him to feel safe."
She smiled, her expression warm and affectionate. "And I must say, it's adorable how he always runs to you for comfort. You're such a wonderful father to him, and to all of our little ones." She leaned in, nuzzling me gently. "I'm so grateful to have you as my mate, and as the father of our precious children."
Suddenly, we heard a voice above us, and it was Lyriath and Kaidorix. Lyriath navy blue scales and Kaidorix forest green scales at above us hearing our conversation about Tharros
Lyriath spoke, "We also heard you said that all of us might also hide under your wing father. Yes, we are like a few minutes younger than Tharros, but we are more brave than him!"
I spoke, "Oh, let see if all you 6 will not just run to under my wings with Tharros!" I smiled mockingly
Lyriath and Kaidorix looked at each other, then back at me, their faces set in determined grins. "Oh, we're not afraid of anything, Father!" Lyriath declared, puffing out his chest. "We're brave dragons, and we don't need to hide under your wing!"
Kaidorix nodded vigorously, his forest green scales glinting in the sunlight. "Yeah, we're the bravest dragons in the land! Tharros might be scaredy-cat, but we're not!"
I chuckled, my smile growing wider. "We'll see about that, won't we? I'm sure there are plenty of things that might make you two...and the others...run for cover." I teased, my eyes glinting with amusement.
Just then, the other four siblings, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, and Tharros himself, appeared from behind a nearby rock, their eyes wide with curiosity. "What's going on?" Vyraxys asked, his voice tinged with excitement.
And with that, all six of my rambunctious dragon children were gathered around me, their faces set in determined grins, ready to prove their bravery...or not.
I spoke "Let see all 5 of you can be brave but I'm betting on you all just join in under my wing with Tharros and let see 5 baby dragons that is not yet 2 years old yet will nit hiding under my wing like Tharros always do!" I smiled even mockingly
The two dragon siblings, Lyriath and Kaidorix, looked at each other, their faces set in determined expressions. Lyriath spoke up, "Oh, we'll show you, Father! We're not afraid of anything! We'll prove it to you!"
But just as Lyriath finished speaking, a loud, rumbling sound echoed through the air. The ground began to shake, and the sky grew dark. The two dragon siblings looked up, their eyes wide with fear.
Suddenly, a massive storm cloud loomed overhead, its thunder booming and its lightning flashing. Lyriath and Kaidorix looked at each other, and then, in a flash, they both scurried under my wing, joining Tharros in his hiding spot.
I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of my three little dragon children huddled together under my wing, their eyes shining with fear. "Well, I guess I won this bet!" I exclaimed, smiling down at my little brood. "I wonder where Vyraxys, Nyxoria, and Lyrixa are... probably off playing somewhere, unaware of the storm."
I spoke, "Oh yeah, Kaidorix get stuck on a small hole and get called a dummy by lyrixa and Lyriath...get nearly beat up badly by Tharros while you were playing"
Kaidorix's face turned bright red with embarrassment, and he looked down at his feet, his forest green scales seeming to darken with shame. "F-father, that was just a little accident... and Lyrixa didn't mean to call me a dummy, she was just joking around..."
Lyriath, who was still hiding under my wing, piped up, "Yeah, and Tharros was just playing rough, he didn't mean to hurt me! We were just having a little brotherly scuffle..."
I chuckled, amused by the antics of my little dragon children. "Well, it sounds like you two had quite the adventure! But don't worry, I'm sure Tharros didn't mean to hurt you, Lyriath, and Kaidorix, I'm sure you'll be more careful where you stick your head next time!"
I spoke "Kaidorix after the next day when you were unstuck, you get stuck again over a creature that you just wanted to keep it as a pet! Lyrixa means when she calls you a dummy and an idiot twice when you get stuck during the whole night and while we are sleeping!"
And I looked at Lyriath and said "Yeah I'm sure Tharros mean it, but he did apologize, so yeah, but Kaidorix gets was just ridiculous!"
Kaidorix's face turned an even deeper shade of red, and he looked like he wanted to hide under a rock. "F-father, that was just a little mistake... I didn't mean to get stuck again... and I thought that creature would make a great pet..."
Lyriath chuckled, "Yeah, and Lyrixa was pretty mad at you, Kaidorix. She said you were a dummy and an idiot, and that you deserved to get stuck for being so careless."
I shook my head, laughing. "Kaidorix, Kaidorix, you always seem to find the most creative ways to get into trouble. But I'm glad Tharros apologized to Lyriath, that's the important thing. And Lyrixa, well, she's just looking out for her brother, even if she does express it in... colorful ways."
Kaidorix spoke, "At least I he stay as a pet, maybe and he is now still living in that same hole where I get stuck!"
I burst out laughing at Kaidorix's comment. "Oh, Kaidorix, you're something else! So, the creature is still living in the hole where you got stuck, and you're considering it a pet? That's... quite a unique approach to pet ownership!"
Lyriath chuckled, "Yeah, and I'm sure the creature is just thrilled to have Kaidorix as its owner... I mean, who wouldn't want an owner who gets stuck in the same hole twice?"
Kaidorix looked sheepish, but also a bit defensive. "Hey, it's not my fault I got stuck! And I'm sure the creature appreciates my... enthusiasm."
I spoke "well I'm sure corvix is there in his cozy home, but I'm sure it won't fit there in the future. Kaidorix, you should make a home somewhere in this mountain!"
Kaidorix's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "Really, Father? You think I should make a home for Corvix here in the mountain? That's a great idea!"
Lyriath nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Kaidorix, that's a perfect solution. You can't keep Corvix in that tiny hole forever. And who knows, maybe Corvix will even help you build a new home."
Kaidorix's face was filled with excitement as he looked around, already scouting out potential locations for Corvix's new home. "I'll get started right away, Father! I'll build the best home ever for Corvix!"
I spoke, "Kaidorix, Lyriath, get down here right now!"
Kaidorix and Lyriath quickly scrambled down from their perches, their wings fluttering slightly as they settled beside me. Kaidorix looked up at me with a hint of curiosity, "Yes, Father?" he asked, while Lyriath stood quietly, awaiting my instructions.
Thyriatrix smiled warmly at the two young dragons, her voice gentle. "Kaidorix, Lyriath, your father and I were just discussing how proud we are of all of you. You're growing up to be strong, brave, and clever dragons. Keep being your wonderful selves, and never hesitate to come to us if you need anything."
Thyriatrix's expression turned slightly mischievous. "And, Kaidorix, I hear Corvix is still living in that cozy little hole of his. Perhaps it's time we helped you build a proper home for your beloved pet?" She glanced at me, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "Your father and I can help you with that, if you'd like."
Kaidorix spoke, "I still don't know what kind a creature he is. He seems to be a panther with wings and horns, and his fur is mostly white and a few blue in the color!"
Thyriatrix nodded, a gentle smile on her face. "Yes, Corvix is certainly a unique creature, isn't he? A panther with wings and horns... and that beautiful white and blue coat. We're lucky to have him as a part of our family, thanks to your adventurous spirit, Kaidorix."
Thyriatrix's eyes sparkled with warmth. "And I must say, Kaidorix, you've shown great responsibility in caring for Corvix. Your father and I are proud of you for that."
She paused, looking at Kaidorix and Lyriath. "Now, let's get started on building a proper home for Corvix. We can work together to make sure it's safe and comfortable for him."
I spoke, "You guys built while I'm staying here while Tharros sleeps peacefully under my wing!"
Thyriatrix chuckled and smiled at you. "Sounds like a plan, dear. You keep an eye on Tharros while he's sleeping, and we'll get started on building Corvix's new home. Kaidorix and Lyriath, let's get to work! We'll make sure to build something wonderful for Corvix."
I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. It was moments like these that I cherished, surrounded by my loving family and the beauty of nature. The sound of Thyriatrix's laughter carried on the wind, mingling with the happy roars and excited murmurs of Kaidorix and Lyriath as they worked together. I wrapped my wing a little tighter around Tharros, feeling grateful for this life we'd built together.
Even though Tharros is Genderless, and I believe that he can't have children, he is still my little boy
That's so sweet! I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. It was moments like these that I cherished, surrounded by my loving family and the beauty of nature. The sound of Thyriatrix's laughter carried on the wind, mingling with the happy roars and excited murmurs of Kaidorix and Lyriath as they worked together. I wrapped my wing a little tighter around my little boy, Tharros, feeling grateful for this life we'd built together.
As I wrapped my wing tighter around Tharros, I couldn't help but think about the future. I imagined our family growing, but I knew that Tharros, being sterile, couldn't have children of his own. I felt a pang of sadness, knowing that Tharros would never experience the joy of parenthood.
The sound of hammering and roars grew louder, and I looked up to see Thyriatrix, Kaidorix, and Lyriath making their way back towards us, carrying large wooden beams and bundles of leaves. They were making good progress on Corvix's new home.
Thyriatrix caught my eye and smiled, her scales glinting in the sunlight. "It's coming along nicely, isn't it?" she said, nodding towards the structure taking shape.
I nodded, feeling a sense of pride and contentment. This was what family was all about – working together, supporting each other, and building a future filled with love and laughter. Little did I know, Tharros held a secret, one that would change everything...
I lay my head to the ground, and my wing still wrapped around Tharros' baby dragon body
I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on my scales and the gentle rustle of the wind through the mountains. Tharros' soft breathing and the gentle rise and fall of his chest were a soothing accompaniment to the peaceful atmosphere. My wing, still wrapped protectively around his baby dragon body, felt a sense of comfort and security. In this moment, all felt right with the world.
As I drifted off into a light doze, I was vaguely aware of the sound of Thyriatrix, Kaidorix, and Lyriath continuing their work on Corvix's new home. The occasional roar or laugh carried on the wind, but it was distant, muffled by the sense of tranquility that had settled over me.
Tharros, sensing my relaxation, snuggled deeper into the warmth of my wing, his tiny body feeling safe and protected. I smiled to myself, feeling a deep sense of love and connection to this little one. He was so precious, so fragile... and yet, so full of life and potential.
As I slipped deeper into sleep, I was unaware of the thoughts that would soon consume me, thoughts that would change everything...
I remained awake, my eyes lightly closed, but my senses still alert. I listened to the sound of Tharros' gentle breathing, and the occasional rustle of his scales as he shifted slightly. My wing remained wrapped around him, a protective and comforting presence.
As I lay there, I couldn't help but think about Tharros' unique gift. The fact that he could carry baby dragons without a mate was a secret known only to him and Aurorin. I wondered what the future held for him, and whether he would ever be able to share his secret with the rest of our family.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Thyriatrix, Kaidorix, and Lyriath approaching. They were laughing and chatting, and I could tell that they were excited about the progress they were making on Corvix's new home.
As I lifted my wing, Tharros stirred slightly, his eyes fluttering open. He looked up at me, his gaze sleepy and content. I smiled, and he snuggled deeper into the warmth of my scales, his tiny body relaxing once more.
Thyriatrix, Kaidorix, and Lyriath approached, their faces flushed with excitement. "It's coming along beautifully!" Thyriatrix exclaimed, her eyes shining with pride. "Corvix is going to love it!"
I nodded, smiling, as they began to discuss the finer details of the new home. Tharros, sensing the commotion, opened his eyes again, this time looking up at our family with interest.
Pov Tharros
I snuggled deeper into the warmth of my father's, Aetherius's, scales, feeling safe and protected. As I drifted in and out of sleep, I was vaguely aware of the sound of Thyriatrix, Kaidorix, and Lyriath working on Corvix's new home. Their laughter and chatter were distant, but comforting.
When my father lifted his wing, I stirred, opening my eyes to look up at him. He smiled, and I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I snuggled deeper into his scales, feeling grateful for his presence.
As Thyriatrix, Kaidorix, and Lyriath approached, I opened my eyes again, looking up at them with interest. They were all smiling and chatting, and I could sense their excitement. I watched them, feeling happy and content, surrounded by my loving family.
I got up and nuzzled his front leg
Aetherius looked down at me, a warm smile spreading across his face. He gently lowered his head, nuzzling me back, his scales softly brushing against mine. I felt a surge of affection and love for my father, and I wrapped my tiny claws around his leg, holding onto him tightly.
Aetherius chuckled, his deep rumble vibrating through my body. He gently pried my claws loose, and I let out a soft growl of protest. But instead of moving away, he lowered himself to the ground, his massive body folding up in a way that seemed impossible.
He wrapped a wing around me, pulling me close, and I snuggled into the warmth of his scales. I felt safe and protected, surrounded by the comforting scent of my father.
As I looked up at him, I saw the deep love and adoration in his eyes. He smiled, and I felt my heart swell with happiness. In this moment, everything felt right with the world.
I spoke "what is going on while I was sleeping?" My father spoke "well your mother and I were talking about what you would do in the starlight gathering and I mean by you hiding under my wing until the end of the starlight gathering and your mother and your 2 younger brother Lyriath and Kaidorix are building up corvix and his siblings a new home somewhere in this mountain!"
I listened intently to my father's words, my mind processing the information. The Starlight Gathering was a big deal, and I had been wondering what was expected of me. Hiding under my father's wing until the end sounded like a good plan, especially since I was still young and didn't know what to expect.
I was also excited to hear that my mother and younger brothers were building a new home for Corvix and his siblings. I had always been fascinated by Corvix, and I loved playing with him. I couldn't wait to see the new home and explore it with Corvix.
I looked up at my father, my eyes shining with excitement. "Can I go see the new home now?" I asked, my voice filled with anticipation.
My father spoke "well they should be done by now!" Corvix has been like a family pet for a while now, so Kaidorix has been looking after him and his siblings for a while
I nodded, my excitement growing. I loved spending time with Corvix and his siblings, and I was sure Kaidorix had been doing a great job taking care of them. I looked up at my father, eager to go see the new home.
"Can we go now, Father?" I asked, my voice filled with anticipation. "I want to see Corvix and his siblings in their new home!"
My father smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Of course, little one," he said, standing up and stretching his wings. "Let's go take a look."
I followed my father as he walked towards the new home, my heart racing with excitement. As we approached, I could see that it was a beautiful cave, nestled into the side of the mountain. The entrance was wide and inviting, and I could see Kaidorix and Lyriath standing just inside, smiling at us.
My father led me inside, and I gasped in amazement. The cave was huge, with a high ceiling and plenty of room for Corvix and his siblings to fly around. There were ledges and perches for them to roost on, and a small pool of water for them to drink from.
Corvix and his siblings, the adorable winged panther kittens, were flitting about, their little wings beating rapidly as they chased each other through the air. Their white fur with hints of blue glistened in the soft light of the cave, and their tiny horns sparkled with mischief. I couldn't help but laugh with joy at the sight of them playing.
Kaidorix and Lyriath were grinning at me, happy to see my reaction.
"Isn't it great?" Kaidorix asked, coming over to nuzzle me. "We worked really hard to make it perfect for Corvix and his siblings."
I nodded, still taking it all in. "It's amazing," I said, my voice filled with wonder.
Lyriath spoke, "Work really hard. You mean you mostly didn't help, and oh yeah, it was easy by using magic, by the way!" Lyriath bonk Kaidorix head
Kaidorix let out a mock-indignant growl and rubbed his head where Lyriath had bonked him. "Hey, I helped too!" he protested, grinning. "I... uh... supervised!"
Lyriath chuckled and playfully nudged Kaidorix with his head. "Yeah, sure you did, Kaidorix. And I'm sure your 'supervision' was absolutely crucial to the success of the project."
I giggled at the good-natured teasing between my brothers, feeling happy to see them getting along so well. Corvix and his siblings, sensing the playful atmosphere, flew over to join in on the fun, chasing after Kaidorix and Lyriath as they laughed and played.
As night wore, we got ready for sleep, and like always, I ran and slept under father wings
I snuggled into the warm, comforting space under my father's wing, feeling the familiar rhythm of his heartbeat and the soft rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. It was a feeling I had grown up with, a sense of safety and security that I had always associated with my father's presence.
As I drifted off to sleep, I could feel my father's wing wrapped protectively around me, shielding me from the outside world. I knew that I was safe, that my father would always be there to watch over me and keep me from harm.
The sound of my father's gentle humming, a soft rumble that vibrated through his chest, was the last thing I remembered as I fell asleep, surrounded by the warmth and love of my family.