Posts by wolfindisguise

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    Boudicca chirped happy and took the bottle. Ha, that was easy! Feeling victorious she spun and rolled the bottle and squawked in surprise when something splashed out.


    She sniffed it, then tasted it, and began to squeak excitedly. It wasn't just a toy, it also had something yummy in it!

    As more of the shell was chipped away a pure white glowing light began to leak out. With help from Alphonse and Sharkkit, the creature inside finally gave it one more push and the egg burst open just as the sky above was split with lightning.


    Shrouded in light was a baby dragon. Pure white, each scale glowing. As the ground shook from thunder, the dragon let out a mighty snort, blowing the mucus sac from her airway. Then, she opened her big eyes - they were the color of storm clouds, flecked with brilliant arctic white-blue.


    She looked around and began to chirp.
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    Anyone can name her (Boudicca) <3

    Boudicca chirped again and stared back and forth between Sharkkit and Alphonse with huge sparkly eyes filled with admiration and her fanged maw hanging dumbly open. Since they were the two who had helped her hatch, they had been the first faces she'd seen so... obviously they were her mothers, right?


    One tiny fluffy mother and one big shiny mother. She began to move from the shelter of the egg, ready to throw off what remained of the shell for good.


    But... well, Bou didn't know precisely what she had expected freedom to feel like but it certainly wasn't this. She went splashing front first into the swirling black soup and promptly panicked as the cold muck squished between her toes. "EEEEEE!" she wailed, floundering pathetically as a sudden gust of wind sent needles of rain into her face. She wanted to go back! Tiny Fluffy Mother! Big Shiny Mother! Help! "EEEE!"

    Tiny Fluffy Mother and Big Shiny Mother were here, and Boudicca wasn't far behind. Of course, however, she was too little for any of this to make any sense. Well, maybe little was the wrong way to describe the baby dragon, who was the size of a baby elephant and weighed 200 lbs at birth.


    She toddled over and sat down, sucking her thumb claw.

    Boudicca toddled over curiously, nostrils flaring at the scent of blood. The glowing white dragonling, the size of a baby elephant, made an unhappy sound at the sight. He was leaking red stuff, that didn't look good. The warrior was torn and broken... but his eyes were captivating, like dazzling gold coins from some lost, ancient civilization.


    Her own eyes were rather extraordinary as well; the color of deep roiling stormclouds with shining flecks of arctic white-blue. Maybe that would mean something to the old warrior. Maybe not. She stared unashamedly, eyes huge and unblinking, as she came to a stop next to the much tinier dragon.

    Boudicca didn't even know what words were yet. She thought and dreamed exclusively in feelings (even shapes had until now been incomprehensible to her since she hadn't been able to see inside the egg) - as in, she could think about being hungry and wanting to eat soon, but she had no words to express it. Only the feeling of hunger and the desire to eat. So when suddenly words began to sprout in her head, she was very confused. She couldn't understand what exactly was being said, but she instinctively understood the intention of comfort and that it was Big Shiny Mother's voice.


    Alphonse blocked the wind and rain, and Sharkkit pushed her up and out of the muck and cold. She huddled uncertainly in what remained of her egg, sniffling.


    She turned her attention to the cat who just approached Big Shiny Mother. Although she didn't know who he was, once she discovered his relation to Big Shiny Mother, he would be known as her Small Angry Uncle.

    Boudicca had been pacing unhappily through the maze of deserted streets. She still wasn't sure whether she liked this place. It felt too closed off. It smelled strange. The massive skyscrapers were intimidating and foreboding. It felt... unsafe. Unnatural. She had a sense of what things were supposed to be and this... this was all wrong for reasons she could not fully understand. She couldn't articulate how she felt about this, not even in her head.


    The glowing white dragon snorted and paused in her wandering. She'd gone pretty far. Maybe by now Big Shiny Mother and Tiny Fluffy Mother were looking for her... But... she didn't even know where she was. She chirped nervously and turned around.


    It was quiet. Really quiet. Spooky.


    Bo started down the way she came, starting to sniffle and her big round eyes welling up with tears. And then she heard it, the blessedly familiar voice.


    "Boudicca?"


    She stopped, tiny scaled ears perking up as she listened intently.


    "Boudicca?"


    Big Shiny Mother! Boudicca squeaked happily and came running, her claws clicking against the pavement. Mother! Mother! Mother! Mother was always there for her!


    The massive metal lion came into view as Boudicca turned the corner and she ran to him with an almost feline rumbling purr.

    Wow, that was a lot of talking that she didn't care about or understand because she was just a baby. Boudicca was quickly becoming bored so she toddled over to Tiny Fluffy Mother to see what he was writing in the dirt, leaning in obnoxiously close to scrutinize it.

    If you asked Boudicca why she was outside in the rain, first of all she wouldn't be able to answer because she was just a baby, but even if she could speak she still wouldn't have an answer. She herself didn't know why she didn't immediately head inside once it had begun to rain, especially since she absolutely hated the sensation of water running down her scales and puddling between her toes.


    The glowing white dragon trudged through the mucky streets wearing the most vicious looking snarl of disgust. There was some reason why she was out here, and she wasn't happy about it in the least. Why didn't she just go inside? But there was a reason, though unknown to her, and so here she was.


    She walked almost aimlessly until she came upon Discord and Big Shiny Mother. The deputy had been at her hatching, hadn't she? Bo remembered her voice from beyond the confines of her egg and how it had startled her. With a grumpy squeak, she plodded over to the feline and bent down to poke the top of her head between the ears as if asking why she was still in the rain too.

    Boudicca squealed happily and immediately descended upon the leg, tearing hungrily and messily into the flesh, not even bothering to chew. Of course she could have eaten the whole thing, but it would have been very rude to do so. Maybe if someone else had given it to her, she would have eaten the whole thing without a second thought, but this was a gift from Big Shiny Mother. The stereotype was that dragons were a very greedy sort, and while it was true enough in Boudicca's case at least, she also made a point to share her possessions with the people she liked and cared about. And only the people she liked and cared about. Everyone else could suck it.


    She stopped after gnawing half the meat off the bone, then nosed it towards the metal lion. "Fawoo~!" she chirped.

    Boudicca snorted in a very horsey manner, plopping down heavily onto the pavement beside Discord and then looking up at Big Shiny Mother with a sour expression. She wanted to go inside. But the deputy was sad. If Discord was sad then Boudicca would stay outside with Discord. But she wouldn't at all be pleased about it.


    She snorted again, this time directed almost authoritatively at Discord, as if to say go inside.

    Boudicca didn't know what was being said, but she understood it as a threat to what she perceived as her food. Her possession. The baby dragon stomped her feet and tensed, ready to scoot away if anyone made a grab for her meal, giving Intermission some seriously stinky side-eye.

    Boudicca looked overjoyed. All this was for her! And she didn't even have to share it! I mean, it would have been nice to share it with Big Shiny Mother, but really this worked out better for her.


    It didn't take long to strip the flesh from the bone, and before long it was bare and being pocked with teeth marks as she gnawed and drooled on it like a dog. When she was satisfied for now (she would bring it back to her nest for seconds later) the baby dragon hopped up and began bounding around the metal lion in happy circles.


    Maybe they could play a game or something? Or Big Shiny Mother would let her ride on his back. Anything was fine really, even if it was nothing, as long as they were together.

    Boudicca chirped and spun in a happy circle and flapped her delicate little wings. She didn't know what he'd said but of course she was up for whatever Big Shiny Mother wanted. The only problem was what to do with the bone. Maybe she could hide it somewhere and come back for it. She didn't want anyone to take it or throw it away on her.


    Or maybe she could bring it along, but it might get annoying to carry it... hmm.

    Boudicca growled, her spiky scales bristled and long teeth bared. The lanky hatchling swung her heavy tail and stomped her feet. The glowing white dragon was young, but she was eager to tear into some flesh if that flesh was a threat to her Clan.


    Her stormy gray eyes darkened dangerously, except for the sharp flecks of arctic white-blue in her irises, which instead grew even more intense and began to glow along with the rest of her.

    Boudicca snorted balefully and for a moment considered running off with the corpse. She would never otherwise disobey Sharkkit, but she was feeling particularly spiteful towards Intermission. Who was he to order her about (his higher rank was unimportant as far as she was concerned) she thought sourly, because she had always been a horrible arrogant brat even when she didn't at all deserve to be. She had quite the ego for someone who cried at the slightest drop of rain...


    After a moment of squinty-eyed indecision and tail swishing, she gave the corpse one last uppity shake and then tossed it away high into the air with more force than needed, where half of it became caught in the branches of a streetside tree and the rest of it came splattering down onto the sidewalk.


    Licking her massive chompers, the baby dragon pounced on the rabbit and snapped it up in one bite. Then she went to stand near Sharkkit, purring loudly.