I don't own my little pony, but I do own the oc's
This is my first attempt at a fanfic lets see how it goes
Eighteen years ago
Everypony knew about dragons, they were vicious greedy creatures that cared only for themselves. They say if you cross a dragon's path, hide and pray to Celestia that you won't be on the menu for dinner. But that's not the story now is it? So please sit back and let me tell you a tale only known by a few.
It was a late summers evening, the forest was quiet no animals made any form of noise. A small pony family cautiously walked along the path, the colt of the two pulled along a small carriage that held a small sleeping foal wrapped warmly from the summer evening wind.
Deeper into the forest they went slowly, the silence that reached their ears sent shivers throughout their bodies. They felt it, the eyes that followed them.
"H-honey?" whispered the blue mare her voice trembled
The colt not wanting to admit his fear wrapped a comforting hoof around his terrified wife.
"It's going to be okay, we'll get through this." He said gently, as they walked and the night began to creep around them, the pony picked up the pace to a trot, behind them the sounds of growls increased around them. The last thing they saw was the rows of white fangs coming towards them.
ROAR….!
A piercing roar filled the forest the Timberwolves scattered, leaving the barely breathing bodies of the pony couple on the forest floor.
They were close together in a protective embrace. Their terrified eyes looked up. Through the trees a majestic topaz dragon descended, it landed, it's piercing gold eyes looked down at the ponies.
"If only I had passed sooner your lives would have been spared." The dragon said sorrowfully "I am sorry, I cannot do much but I will remain with you in your last moments and give you a proper burial."
On hearing the words the unicorn mare smiled, with the last of her strength she moved her hoof to reveal the small bundle between them.
"It cannot be." The dragon whispered, the colt removed the blanket to reveal a small baby unicorn asleep reaching out with a claw the dragon caressed the tiny foal "you protected her till the end."
Nodding both mare and colt closed their eyes for the last time their breath leaving their bodies.
"She shall be taken care of." said the dragon "rest in peace."
Turning the dragon used its fore claws to dig into the forest floor and began digging. Soon the creation of one large grave occurred. Taking both mare and colt the dragon placed them into the hole and began to fill it with dirt.
Finally taking the young foal in his claws once more, the dragon looked at the small bundle resting soundly.
"Little one, I do not know how to use a pony." He began "but I will try my best, you are now the daughter of Syrreth."
With that the dragon took to the sky, first thing on his mind was to provide food for the young foal, she cannot eat jewels as himself. Raising a little pony will be a trial but Syrreth will face them whole heartedly. As he flew he learnt of the difference between the dragon hatchlings and foals. Ponies tend to cry a whole lot especially when hungy and being a unicorn her magic was very much unstable.
Syrreth didn't mind all that though his greatet concern when it came down to it was food, how was he going to feed a growing foal dragons are not known for making milk.
Cow territory was not far from his cave. Syrreth decided that was his best option and made his way towards the town.
From afar they saw him, his sleek shiny scales glimmered in the moonlight as he descended upon them. The cow and bull inhabitants all scattered to their homes in fear as he landed.
"This is to be expected." Syrreth said to himself as he cradled his sleeping daughter "Cows I have need of your assistance."
No one answered it didn't even seem like anyone breathed for fear of being caught.
"I am here for some milk." Syrreth said again caregul not to wake his sleeping foal "do you not hear me!"
Even though he tried his dragon temper got the better of him which woke the sleeping foal. The cries that filled the empty streets echoed through the houses. Syrreth tired to soothe the foal but her hunger got the better of her.
"Shh… calm down." He said softly "we will get you food, even if I have to burn this town down and enslave everyone of them."
The cries of the foal didn't stop from the corner of Syrreth eyes he saw a lone door open and a small cow stepped out her body physically shaking.
"M-mighty dragon." She stuttered "I can be of service."
"Thank you." Syrreth said shocking the cow of his mannerism "can I have a week worth of milk and a bottle."
"I think I can do that." The cow said
Syrreth head snaked to the cow scaring her frozen. At her feet her dropped a small number of gems "for the milk and bottle."
Stunned the cow accepted the small fortune of gems "Please wait here, I would be right back."
She trotted into her home, Syrreth patiently waited till the cows returned, in her mouth she carried a bucket that was sealed shut on top of it was a baby bottle. She rested it at the feet of the dragon.
"One week worth of milk as requested." She said "my milk is not the best in Equestria."
"That's no problem," Syrreth stated "as he grabbed a hold of the bucket handle with one powerful down beating of his wing they were air born "we shall return."
Syrreth returned to his care in the mountains and placed the bucket of milk amongst the jewellery and precious gems he possessed.
"I bet you're hungry." Said Syrreth looking down at the little foal, in response the foal blew a spit bubble and laughed when it popped on the dragons snout "well alright then, one bottle for the foal."
Turning Syrreth poured milk into the bottle, going to the small pool in the back of the cave he breathed fire heating the water to boiling. Soon he dropped the bottle in the water. He turned to see what his adopted daughter was up to but, to his horror she was nowhere in sight. Fear filled the dragon for the first time in his life, where had the little foal gone.
Syrreth raked his mind as he frantically searched. He scanned the area but she was nowhere to be seen. Going outside he scanned the surrounding area, the eyes of a dragon can spot a mean over seven miles away.
Syrreth was about to lunch himself out the cave when he heard the unmistakeable sound of a foals laughter above his head. The dragon looked up as baby drool dropped on his face.
"Young lady get down here right now." Bellowed Syrreth to which he was anwered by more laughter as she floated away "I said get down here!"
Syrreth blocked the foal with one of his wings and guided her back to the ground.
"I can see you'll be a clawful." Said Syrreth looking into her emerald orbs "We should get you a name shouldn't we?"
The young foal blew a spit bubble as Syrreth took the bottle out the water. He tested it upon his scales but felt nothing, his scales were too thick. Going on his gut feeling the dragon placed the bottle in the foal's hooves, she didn't flinch from the heat but greedily drank.
"How about Water Spout?" Syrreth said suggesting a name, the foal stopped drinking and looked at Syrreth with questioning eyes "alright that's a no."
Syrreth began listing names to which most of the foal responses were of the violent kind, she even threw her bottle at him for the suggestion of Diamond Dust.
"Then why don't we just call you foal?" Syrreth said frustrated, with a sigh he tired once more, he looked over the Foal intently "Emerald Forest?"
Expecting a projectile of some Sort Syrreth waited only to hear the happy laughter coming from the foal.
"You like that don't you Emerald Forest." Syrreth said as the foal levitated and landed on his snout hugging him lovingly, managed to drift to sleep, gently removing his daughter his face Syrreth rested her on some of the soft grass.
"I believe I'll need to visit the cows once again for some bedding." The dragon said curling up around Emerald Forest, he rested his head on his front claws and closed his eyes whilst his tail wrapped around his daughter protectively.