Soulscorcher

CREDIT to QueenPeril for the code! A hunter approached the young weeping dragonet from behind. He couldn't tell what tribe the dragonet was from, Maybe a NightWing of some sort, he didn't know. He could see the white scales under the dragonet's wings, but the way the dragonet emitted a pale orange light, it was uncanny. Maybe this was an escaped spirit. Maybe even THE escaped spirit that he had been hunting for centuries. He doubted that of course. If the spirit could hide from his might for that long, it would certainly not be smart enough to sit in an open field, loudly crying about all its problems. The hunter snarled softly under his breath. He would not get sidetracked on this mission. If he did, that would mean he would stay away from his lands longer, and who knew what his assistant would ruin in that time. He sighed, flexing his talons, and almost stabbed himself with his blades. He swore in a quiet whisper, and pricked his ears, to make sure the dragonet didn't hear him. The dragonet didn't even pause. Good, good. He supposed. The drowsy hunter crept up behind, and the dragonet turned their eyes towards him. They were puffy and red from crying, and they... They glowed. Violet. "Y... I... It's... It's you.." He stammered as he backed away. He should have known. The hunter backed up into a tree and risked turning his back, feeling the immortal flames singe his wings as he leapt through the portal that guaranteed him his safety.  
Hello, young dragon. I don't why you're here. Didn't your parents warn you about this place?
I- I- Don't know.
Well, I suppose then its finally time to begin.
.Begin what?
Begin explaining the deity of death and fire                              
Scorch seems all tough and angsty at first but when you actually meet him... He's still tough and angsty. He also has a sense of humour, dark as it is. We don't actually know where he lives, he is just... There. He does what he needs to and poofs right out of there. Which isn't weird for a god, I suppose. There is one thing I do wonder though, what happened to his wings? Why are they singed at the tips? They aren't burnt, probably thanks to his healing abilities, but... Why did it happen in the first place? 
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