Dragon Nip
A dark blue furred paw stuck deep into the fluid sand, scooping it up and tossing it to the side. Carwen huffed at the feeling of grit between her claws, not quite used to it but knowing full well that she would never be able to shake out every single grain of sand that clung to her wet fur like a leech. The sticky salt water would be even harder to deal with, but she was prepared to put up with it for the sake of making her own home.
Deeper and deeper she dug into her hole, once in a while coughing up water that she accidentally inhaled. It was going to be a lovely tunnel system, though the work would be much easier if there was someone else helping her… The Tundra perked her ears up at the sound of splashing and turned around. Another of her species was sauntering his way towards her, carrying several branches stripped of its leaves in his mouth with a friendly look on his face. She cocked her head to one side and sniffed at his direction. He was a stranger, his smell completely unrecognizable, but he seemed nice and his intentions were friendly. She squinted at his silver fur and pink mane that remained plastered against his body. Not much to look at, though.
The female dragon ignored him and continued to dig, getting a little irritated when he came closer to her digging spot. The male gently put the branches down next to the hole and tried to nudge her face. What he got was a light nip in return. Carwen stopped mid-dig and jumped a little when something nipped at her flanks. Her head shot towards the other Tundra playing innocent. Two could play at that game. She dove in to bite at his wing, but he dodged out of the way, chortling at her gesture. The second attempted was more successful and she smirked at his satisfying yelp. The next few minutes were spent tussling with each other, both of them giving light nips to the other Tundra. By the time both of them were done, the female was panting as the male gave happy chirps, nuzzling into her neck.
She nudged him away and waddled back to her hole, once again digging. She wasn't alone this time, though. The male was helping her out and- hm, she didn't get his name yet, did she? A few clicks and trills later, she smiled and went back to work. Hohepa, was it? He wasn't much to look at, but now she didn't mind so much.
Geez I suck at titles. orz Anyway, first story of Icy Waters, detailing how the progen I made, Carwen, met the random progen, Hohepa. Basically my first reaction to when I saw him was "Wow, you're kinda fugly. XD" I ended up falling in love with him a day later whoops. Carwen and Hohepa are, obviously, the leaders of the clan and mates. And so far they seem to be taking in mostly hatchlings, but that's a story for another time. |D Oh yeah, the dragon nipping with love each other idea was basically given to me from a friend long ago in this dA group, sorry if anyone's confused by that. Anyway, hope you enjoy!