There once lived a legendary SeaWing with a unique ability to grant wishes. Upon the uproar of the news a fierce, selfish queen attempted to capture the dragon in order to grant her evil wishes. Time and time again the dragon fled, narrowly evading the queen's grasp. The evil queen grew tired and chased him down herself. After capturing the dragon she wished for the land to become deserted. The land became as she wished, deserted, lacked of prey. Enraged by the desolate land the mythical dragon used its power to reverse the wish and save the land, disappearing from sight, with one last wish…
A book slammed shut by a large fully grown SeaWing, he'd sat on his haunches reading the story to his younger son. The son looked satisfied with the story so far. With a small chirp the dragonet protested.
"Then what!?." The young one jumps up at his father barely reaching his neck. "He came back right?" The father gave him a reassuring look.
"Maybe, no one ever saw him after that." His father replies as he leans down to his son letting him lean on his muzzle with his paws. He giggles with approval. "It's best you rest now little one." The small dragonet's expression sank. A rumble shook the ground below them.
"Father? What was that?" The dragonet curled up slightly by his father. The father looked around, his head darting around the room.
"Nothing son." He lied. Abruptly the ceiling caved in followed but a father's screams of agony.
"Father!" The dragonet's head shot up, panting heavily he looked around. After a few moments he steadied his breathing and let out a mournful sigh. "Just a dream." A soft padding of footsteps drew nearer as a small, thin, feminine SeaWing with shiny blue scales drew close, her head looked in his direction.
"Again, same as last time?" The dragon questioned. He nodded slowly. Her face dropped slightly and she trotted close to him and sat beside him, rubbing her wing slightly against his for sympathy.
"Thanks Oceana." He looked up and smiled in appreciation for her company, her talons tapped lightly in sync with her tail. A large smile beamed on her muzzle.
"Just thought I'd tell you Wish, your uncle told me to come get you, something about a present for you." At the word of present Wish's ears perked up.
"For me?" He asked somewhat surprised, no one ever had anything for him, the only dragons he knew were his uncle and Oceana. This got him thinking, what could it be?
"Well, it's something, I'll guide you to him." Oceana jumped up slightly energetic, her tail waving from side to side. "Well come on lazy butt." She began racing to exit the room but stopped suddenly and looked back at Wish to see he hadn't moved at all, his head hung low. Her positive expression left and was replaced with a frown. She walked back to him and sat by him again. "Wish…" she leaned her head low to poke him with her muzzle. "I know it's tough but.." she stopped talking again as she placed a paw over his. He looked up at her, sorrow riddling all over him. "You've got us." she tries smiling to see if that broke his bad mood.
"Oceana.." Wish spoke. "It means a lot you're here but.. These were my parents." he lowered his head back down letting out a large sigh. "I know you lost yours.. Sorry this got off topic, let's go see uncle." he gets up abruptly shooing Oceana's paw off of went to leave the room and was happy the Oceana came hopping along next to him, occasionally brushing her wing against his. Outside the room seemed rather lighter than Wish's room, the sun blaring through tiny holes in the den, with every few steps the sun travelled into Wish's eyes. "So, where is he?" he turned his head to meet Oceana's.
"He's in his normal spot, doing uncle stuff." She replies with a bit of quirk.
"Oh so he's picking flowers again." Wish sarcastically smirked hoping she'd get his joke. Oceana cackled and smirked alongside him. Wish's uncle probably could've heard them.
"That again Wish? When will you stop joking about that?" Oceana managed to cough out over her tremendous laughter. Sunlight flashed over the two soon enough as they ventured outside onto the smooth green grass of the small, barely noticeable village. "What a nice day! Not that i haven't ran in it's essence already." Oceana smirked as they bounced around the grass.
"You know, it's good to have a hyperactive one around." Wish states as he stares up to the sky, taking in its clear blue beauty. "Would've been lonely." he looks back at the ground and slowly to his left to see two small stone slates with small engravings on them. He pondered his way over and sat down on his haunches admiring them. The left slate wrote, 'forever tackling the fierce waves' followed by 'our dearest Storm.' Below that slate lay a bouquet of blue flowers symbolising the fallen SeaWing. Oceana came beside Wish hoping he'd be okay in the presence of his parents graves.
"I bet you miss them huh." Oceana spoke as she nudged his side with her wing. Wish looked at her smiling.
"Yeah." He replies looking towards his mother's slate. "I do, but they died protecting what they loved." Oceana looked at him, seemingly already knowing what he was referring to.
"AHOOY!" A loud voice boomed behind the two. The previously calm dragonets turned startled at the voice, a large dragon with exceptionally bad balance stood behind the two. "Why don't you two love ducks come say morning?" Wish chuckled at the sight, still as old and as terribly balanced as the day before. Before he knew it Oceana bounced over to him.
"Well morning Mr Tide." Oceana chirped looking up to him.
"You silly one!" He joked. "Just refer to me as 'Uncle'." The booming dragon turned out to be Wish's uncle.
"I know sir, err I mean uncle." Oceana stutters as she raised a paw to nervously scratch her neck. Tide boomed out a chuckle.
"And it's good afternoon to you Wish, you've slept in again, Oceana's been swimming again, right up and down the coast!." He turned looking out to the place he called home before looking back at Wish. "Anyway, i thought I'd give you this." Tide reached into a small worn down satchel and pulled out a small wooden amulet with a tiny pendant encrusted into the centre of it. Tide chuckled slightly before holding it out to Wish. "She would've wanted you to have it." Wish carefully took the amulet and propped it around his neck, letting it slump down. He peered over back to the slates before turning back towards Tide again.
"Thank you." Wish held back some tears as this was this only thing of remembrance he had now. "It means an awful lot." Oceana walked up to his side, softly brushing her wing against his.
"Now you two hooligans better not get in trouble today, i heard Queen Coral will be on a visit, she always tends to stop by every once in awhile." Tide huffs with his head held high.
"And that's why he picks flowers." Oceana silently whispers to Wish and they both share silent giggles.
"Off you go now." Tide pretended he didn't hear their joke and trotted past the two and into the house.
The sun was already past its midpoint journey, Oceana didn't seem to care that the day was reaching its end, she plopped herself onto her haunches and watched the sun. It seemed she'd already done everything she wanted to by the time Wish woke up.
"Wish?" She spoke softly looking back at him. Wish knew what she wanted, as if the two telepathically spoke. Wish sat down next to her, also admiring the sunset. "Do you think this'll last forever?" She asked softly.
"I, certainly wish it will." Wish replies looking out into the distant waves of the water. But wish is all they could do, and wish was their only hope now, as a dark evil approaches...