Felahnax was born in a Cold wasteland featuring only snow, roots and dragons. Once there was prey but the dragons were greedy, they killed the prey with hot searing fire and hunted them to extinction. The dragons was forced to eat the bitter roots to survive. Even though they were poisonous dragons could eat them, dragons are stronger than weak prey. But the dragons offspring changed, they no longer breathed fire but spewed acid and ice. They turned pale and shiny like ice and though they got sharper claws and fangs, how would they use them on nothing? They got stronger but no dragon had the ability to Breathe fire, without fire in the Cold wastes you were dead. The dragons discussed the problem but they had no Powers over the situation. They were too proud to leave their home and decided to stay and endure the Cold winds, slowly freezing to death. It would take a long time but it would happen, dragons are near invincible but not entirely invincible.
In the mids of a winder storm a special egg was laid, it was bigger and radiated heat. All the dragons worsipped the egg and its parents as if they were gods, they all knew the warm egg was going to be their next leader. The egg hatched soon and a dragon was born. The young one had the ability to chose between his breath weapons, ice, fire or poison. He had a feral personality and disliked to be bound, if he could handle the Pack he would be a great leader. Leaders bowed to no-one and only did what was best for the Group. Dragons of the wastes dont have a name when they are born; they deserve their name. The unnamed now Young dragon that would be Felahnax was an Explorer, a dragon of the future. He saw the opportunity of moving to a nomadic Life, unlimited Resources, a Life in the sky and having fun for once. Later that day he was named the successor of the old leader.
The storms grew wilder and they prepeared to die soon, Felahnax wasnt powerful enough to give them all fire and the old dragons was too frail, too weak to make fire. He challenged the old leader into a fight and with the younger, stronger dragons at his side took over the Power of the Frozen Wastes. The old leader was a weakling, begging for mercy but Felahnax was bloodthirsty and tortued him Before letting him run, or crawl, away. Felahnax had left the wings alone so that he could fly and so the leader did. The others cheered at him as he also took to the air and chased after him. He was a hundred times stronger and faster so obviously the old elder didnt have a chance. He sliced and bit until the old leader fell to the ground. Felahnax spoke to him. "Were leaving this forsaken Place you old fool." His voice was soft and melodic for a dragon, the voice of a murderer. Then Felahnax turned as to leave the elder alone and he sighed with relief, he was not going to die today. Just as the last Word left his thoughts Fel whirled around and sliced the leaders chest open, ripping the heart out. It was a still beating crystal heart, hard as steel but as easy to crack as an egg for Fel. The light left the elders Eyes and his last moments were in agony. The others cheered again, especially a blue and White female, and he bit in the warm red heart, a spicy taste. He loved it, the feeling of the elders Powers surging into his body. He breathed fire over the body, now stronger and turned green, and it smoldered and turned to Ashes in seconds. "Fel Ah Nax, Zu'u Felahnax Dov Mul Hun, Zoor yol In!" ( Feral Hunter Cruel, I am Feralhuntercruel and im a dragon of great strength and a hero, with legendary fire of a master!) He paused. "Nid do ul! Zu'u fen aak!" (No snow forever! I will guide you!) He took off and led the remaining dragons, the strong ones and including his parents who were Young enough, and left for the skies.
After a while Felahnax stopped for rest, after a week to say. The weather was noticeably much warmer but snow still coated the ground in White. They started to dig from habit but remembered there should be prey somewhere here. Soon enough they Heard a herd of small deers that lived off the brown grass. They were brutally slaughtered and eaten and only splotches of blood and broken bones remained. They continued after a nights sleep and saw the green grass and some trees for a first time. Then they saw... The ocean... It was a Mighty sight of blue water that was shining and reflecting the light. they all had some fun and Felahnax parents laid down to rest. He noticed them and wrinkled his eyebrows, they were old but... His cruel side took over. Lok, thu'um (Sky above, voice within (Farewell)). He signaled to keep going and left his parents sleeping on the beach. They were going much faster without them he realised. The horizon shifted from blue to orange to black and then to orange and blue again, repeating the same colours.
Her name was Viinlokah (Shine Sky Hunter) and she made him feel warm, warmer than his inner fire. She was beautifully shining blue with White scales, as the sky. She smelled like bluebells and Heather. He was in love and he wanted her to know it. He gave her anything she could ever want and protected her from the other males, she was his and he was hers. They Always were together and his pack would soon recongnize her as his mate, almost equally as powerful as he was. The Days Went on lighter than ever Before and he even had a sparkle of happiness in his dark heart. But as all hapiness did he realised after it was doomed to cease... The wind bore a scent of Lightning and Ashes, thunderstorm. They were out on the sea with no land in sight and the booming cloud came closer and closer. "Zu'u fen aak! Viinlokah bo paaz. Neh viir." (I will guide you! Shineskyhunter fair skies. Dont die.) He felt the tinge of fear for the first time, no pure terror for what could happen to Viinlokah. They entered the cloud and instantly a dragon, his friend Ausnehviir (Suffer never die). He shed no tears, better continue without him. The ancients had chosen this fate for Aus. Fel and Viin kept Close together and as the others fell with booming roars around them they continued for Everything they were Worth to the other side. As the Clouds parted he could see land under them and dove down, Viin was a second too slow and as Fel obliviously dove her body fell down with a loud crack and her roar of immense pain. His mind turned on autopilot and he managed to Catch her in the last second and Place her on the ground carefully. "Viin!... Viin!... VIIN! NIID! Neh viir! Tiid vo... Tiid vo..."(Shine!... Shine... SHINE! NO! Dont die! Time undo... Time undo!) His green tears rushed down, she couldnt die! She wasnt allowed to! She was his mate, he was his... Why couldnt he die intead! She looked at him with sorrowful Eyes and whispered to him. "Mal haas..." She coughed, burns covered her beautiful body. "Nid daal, gron... zii." (Bad wounds. No return, love... you) With that Word she died. He roared out his pain, something had to pay for this. He discovered he was the only survivor of the dragons. The whole pack wiped by a simple thunderstorm. How come he survived? Destiny, Destiny. He was supposed to search beyond his own vision. Nid, Nid.
Ruth Strun Bah. Aaz hah so... (No, no. Rage, Storm, Wrath(Expressing rage, anger or frustration). Mercy, mind, sorrow (Expressing Deep sorrow).) He Took off towards the sky with a last look at his beloved Viin... Fel's black heart's sparkle had been replaced by sorrow, eating him from inside. His heart Heavy as soaked in water he left the lands forever in search for Another horizon.