Even if you came back (wof fanfic)

a SandWing would slowly pad around the desert, alone, she was born with no wings, a short tail, no barb, one blind eye, and a snout deformity. She has no friends, her family ignores her, can’t do much anything. Tears would slowly drip down her eyes. Pad. Pad. Pad. Pad. her steps echoed in her ears. She looked up to the sky. A gentle breeze whipped through her frill thing. She continued walking...onward...Pad.Pad.Pad.Pad. Her steps grew faster, she was thirsty. Nobody liked her, she never felt love, and very little happiness. Her body was lined with scars for when her parents didn’t catch when she fell. In the distance, a town appeared. Pad pad pad pad she was now jogging, teeth gritted, she was an angel, she cleaned the house, caught dinner, ran errands for even a passing smile from her parents...nothing. It was like she was a shriveled rat. PadPadPadPad she was part chef but didn’t care, the village was closer, and growing closer, for she was running, fueled by anger and grief. The only time she was truly happy, was when she met a small rabbit. She would feed it Pad pet it Pad protect it Pad But one day, she left the rabbit to find food...when she got home......they had rabbit stew that night PadPadPadPadPadPadPad she was sprinting. Extremely thirst. she was panting and tired but didn’t care. The village was so close...and yet...her vision seemed a bit foggy. weird. She was as fast as a horse, and faster, the village zoomed closer and closer and closer...but her vision was getting blurrier and blurrier. She was right at the enterance. Dragons gathered and in the front. Her parents. She grew closer and closer. When suddenly, she tripped on a rock, or a lizard, she couldn’t see it, she seemed to fall in slow-motion. The second she hit the floor, she felt something. Younger, healthier, cooler, no longer thirsty. She opened her eyes...she was a dragonet once more.
Category:Wings of Fire
Category:Fanfictions (Finished)