Wolfy’s Short Stories

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* death
* violence and fighting
* kidnapping
* arson
* multiple other crimes
* mentions of
** blood, death, fighting, war
* and much more!!
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Short tales that I will never turn into a fic :) Art will sometimes be made. 
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“You disappoint me, mortal.” 
The giant dragon easily picked up a small hybrid who was screaming, “Have you came to take this one back? It’s very loud.” 
The RainWing Queen bristled, “That’s my daughter you’re holding, and I have every right to take her back!” She flared her wings, attempting to look bigger but she still seemed towered by this massive dragon. His size reminded her of a certain NightWing, one from the past. 
The dragon slammed the talon he was holding her daughter onto the ground, she flinch from the force. “Mom! Dad! Help!” Firefly yelled, scales a swirling mix of fear and anger. The hybrid was held between two of the dragons claws, squirming uselessly. Deathbringer was attempting to calm their dragonet. Glory’s own scale was a bright red. “Now, now.. no need for such unpleasant colors.” The dark green dragon rumbled, eyes bored as if this was all just some little game. 
“One more chance, you ants for brains! Give her back.” Her NightWing mate growled threateningly, the dragon flicked his eyes to him. 
“I go by the name, Sylvorn.” He called out, annoyance in his voice. When Firefly yelped with pain, the pure RainWing raised her fangs. Sylvorn seemed to notice this and laughed. “You’re going to shoot at me? With your pathetic death spit?” Amusement flickered in his dark green eyes. 
Glory didn’t ask one more time, spitting her vemon straight near the face. She tensed, what if she missed? Fortunately it didn’t, most of it making a small mark on his cheek. He flinched, definitely not expecting it. He raised his free talon up to his face, it barely made a mark as his eye was too far to fully reach, but it made a deep mark. The vemon sizzled on contact to the thick scales, then a bit of the skin. He tsked, “This is why I don’t like RainWings, lazy and foolish.” 
The air suddenly felt weird, and she noticed Sylvorn had closed his eyes. Strange pink veins appeared on his body, making its way through his LeafWing scales to his tail. His colorful wing and markings started to glow alongside the veins, and her breathe catched her in her throat when he opened her eyes again. His eyes was a neon blue with pink fades, small pink speckled like stars, it was unsettling. A chill ran down her spine, frozen in place. The small scar was gone. Firefly started to shriek. 
“Don’t you dare hurt her!” Deathbringer roared, throwing some of his metal stars at him. Sylvorn swatted the circular knives away like it was nothing. The NightWing then flew to his daughter, pushing his weight unto the talon holding her down. Syl yawned, showing off his rows of sharp teeth. He lifted the dragonet up, Deathbringer crashing into the ground as a result, he came right up as quick as he fell down and snapped his strong jaw into one of the claws. 
Syl attempted to shake off the ex-assassin, and sighed. “Don’t make me break your back in front of your mate,” The neon and green dragon then dropped the dragonet. “There you go, your precious heir. I’ll leave the killing for some other lowly assassin, I’m already wanted in too many places to count.” 
Glory rushed to her dragonet, hugging her tightly with her wings and searching her for any injuries. “Are you okay? You shouldn’t have left on your own! We were so worried!” She said, pulling her tighter. Firefly nodded, “He didn’t exactly hurt me, except when he dropped me a second ago..” She felt the relief swell into their scales as Deathbringer also came over. 
When she looked over to the edge of the cliff, Sylvorn was gone. 
“Now, what happened?” She asked, looking into her daughters eyes. 
Firefly took a breath, “When I left the Rainforest, I went to the Sky Kingdom to meet with some friends in Jade Mount. Then we got separated during a storm, leaving me and another all alone. We stumbled upon a cavern, which led us deeper in with this strange tunnel, and found him sleeping in a giant lush cave.” She summarized. “Remember when you told us about the monster in the forest who ate dragonets?” She continued when her mother nodded, she had taken a myth she heard before. “It was him, he’s the monster!” She yelped. 
Glory blinked, “Firefly.. that story is just a myth.” 
“No, Mom you have to listen. Same description, same personality!” Firefly said. “There will be a giant dragon, glowing bright with eerie neon. He’s haunt your dreams before the dawn, and snatch you when the night is gone.” She said the familiar line of the tale. 
Glory was still skeptical, the dragon did remind her of the tale. But it was just a myth right? Yet something told her otherwise. 
“Good thing it’s afternoon.” Deathbringer said, slight teasing, slight serious. “Now let’s get back to your sibling and friends, they’re safe by the way. They came to us for help.” 
“Oh and also.. I was the one to walk him up.” Both parents stared at her, both shocked. 
“Firefly, did you just say you woke up a ancient dragon from a sleep that might cause destruction to the world?” Glory said with wide eyes, a sudden deja vu occurring. 
She blinked, “What? No! I don’t think he’ll hurt anyone yet.” She stepped away from the hug, stomach grumbling. The wind had picked up again, a storm was coming. “He didn’t feed me.” She grumbled. 
“We should get back to the Rainforest, I have a feeling this one won’t be good.” Deathbringer said, looking at the sky. The others looked up as well, it was turning dark with clouds, a thunder in the distance. So they flew up, starting to head to the distant line of trees. But before they left the view of the cliff, the RainWing looked back once more. She didn’t see anything, yet she could feel a presence. A strange one.. 
it felt as if the air had been forced to go in her lungs. 
 
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