Title: DragonRider Part 3/?
Author: Errie
Rating: Right now, I'd say about PG
Summary: Rouge, Aneka, and their little friend find a village, while Scott and
Logan court Jean.
Dedication: To my horny little kitten Topaz, victoria p., and Lozz.
Just because. ;)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except anything that is unfamiliar, and
the concept. Everything else belongs to who ever and whatever that is
against my happiness. I want a Wolvie too!
Rogue trudged up the hill, casting death glances at the sky, aimed at the
dark shape of Aneka flying overhead. The dragon told Rogue that she
needed her exercise and that she should walk for a mile or two. At least
the wyvern had come with her. He didn't want to take to the skies if she
didn't.
She looked down fondly at the little creature. He was still that
brilliant red, although it was fading. He would be a dusty white soon
enough. Then his green eyes would be very noticeable. She had decided
to name him something that was royal, regal, and yet still sounded
pleasant to one's ear. She named him Newcastle.
Newcastle was trotting along beside her, his onyx claws
leaving large marks in the earth. He carried his bulky wings easily,
folding them over his shoulders like some sort of wyvern cloak. His
eyes were constantly moving, looking for danger. She could tell that
his ears were alert as well.
Aneka suddenly swooped down, close to the earth,
and yelled, "Village ahoy!" then swooped up again.
~~~***~~~
Scott was sitting in a small room, on a medium birch chair,
grinding his teeth in silence. There was nothing in that room, save
the chair and the packed earth that made up the walls.
He was grinding his teeth because Logan was courting Jean. Tonight
was Logan's night. Tomorrow was Scott's. Scott was upset for
a number of reasons, the least of which had to do with the disturbing
news they had received from Dana's Fox, a small rural village on the north
bank of the Tefflagon river. Despite it's size, the village was known world
round for its animal hybrids.
Scott was thinking about the news from the northern village.
It seemed that a large dragon and its rider had attacked them earlier. Along
with them was a wyvern hybrid. A land air hybrid. That was the
Dana's Fox specialty. He was puzzled, especially since the DragonRider
had two white streaks in her hair. The sounded suspiciously like a slave or
servant from here. He was very worried that a slave had escaped from
the village. He then wondered what a slave was doing 50 clicks from
Westchester.
~~~***~~~
Rogue was wondering which village Aneka had sighted when the
wyvern suddenly stiffened and let his claws dig into her shoulder. She made
a pained face and gently removed his dagger-sharp claws from her
now broken skin. She winced at the sight of blood, but her tunic was ruined
anyway. The wyvern just made a protective circle around her
shoulders and growled.
She gave Newcastle a light tap on the nose and told him to keep
his claws to himself. Marie looked up and saw the wrong end of a spear.
The sharp metal point was glimmering in the late afternoon sun. There was
a tall man on the other side of that spear. A tall man with brown hair and
hazel eyes. He was looking at her coldly enough to give her frostbite.
She sort of smiled and said a cautious "Hi", and then he tried
to run her through with the deadly weapon. She jumped airily away
and muttered, "Well that's a nice welcome. What are they going to do?
Give me my own guts in a jar for greeting?" Newcastle gave a wild roar
worthy of a wolverine and pounced the armed human in animal rage.
The man immediately jumped back and reflexively held his spear
in front of him. Newcastle was headed straight for the iron spearhead.
He threw open his wings and started to backpedal furiously. He finally came
to a stop by grabbing the wooden pole of the spear with all four feet
and stopping the deadly point just a few inches from his heart.
Rogue ran over and plucked her wyvern from the spear while Aneka
landed behind her. The large purple dragon flattened her ears and released
a small stream of fire in the human's direction. He flew to the ground just
in time to avoid being burned to death.
Aneka scooped up Newcastle and Rogue in her wing while they headed
in the direction of Dana's Fox.
Author: Errie
Rating: Right now, I'd say about PG
Summary: Rouge, Aneka, and their little friend find a village, while Scott and
Logan court Jean.
Dedication: To my horny little kitten Topaz, victoria p., and Lozz.
Just because. ;)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except anything that is unfamiliar, and
the concept. Everything else belongs to who ever and whatever that is
against my happiness. I want a Wolvie too!
Rogue trudged up the hill, casting death glances at the sky, aimed at the
dark shape of Aneka flying overhead. The dragon told Rogue that she
needed her exercise and that she should walk for a mile or two. At least
the wyvern had come with her. He didn't want to take to the skies if she
didn't.
She looked down fondly at the little creature. He was still that
brilliant red, although it was fading. He would be a dusty white soon
enough. Then his green eyes would be very noticeable. She had decided
to name him something that was royal, regal, and yet still sounded
pleasant to one's ear. She named him Newcastle.
Newcastle was trotting along beside her, his onyx claws
leaving large marks in the earth. He carried his bulky wings easily,
folding them over his shoulders like some sort of wyvern cloak. His
eyes were constantly moving, looking for danger. She could tell that
his ears were alert as well.
Aneka suddenly swooped down, close to the earth,
and yelled, "Village ahoy!" then swooped up again.
~~~***~~~
Scott was sitting in a small room, on a medium birch chair,
grinding his teeth in silence. There was nothing in that room, save
the chair and the packed earth that made up the walls.
He was grinding his teeth because Logan was courting Jean. Tonight
was Logan's night. Tomorrow was Scott's. Scott was upset for
a number of reasons, the least of which had to do with the disturbing
news they had received from Dana's Fox, a small rural village on the north
bank of the Tefflagon river. Despite it's size, the village was known world
round for its animal hybrids.
Scott was thinking about the news from the northern village.
It seemed that a large dragon and its rider had attacked them earlier. Along
with them was a wyvern hybrid. A land air hybrid. That was the
Dana's Fox specialty. He was puzzled, especially since the DragonRider
had two white streaks in her hair. The sounded suspiciously like a slave or
servant from here. He was very worried that a slave had escaped from
the village. He then wondered what a slave was doing 50 clicks from
Westchester.
~~~***~~~
Rogue was wondering which village Aneka had sighted when the
wyvern suddenly stiffened and let his claws dig into her shoulder. She made
a pained face and gently removed his dagger-sharp claws from her
now broken skin. She winced at the sight of blood, but her tunic was ruined
anyway. The wyvern just made a protective circle around her
shoulders and growled.
She gave Newcastle a light tap on the nose and told him to keep
his claws to himself. Marie looked up and saw the wrong end of a spear.
The sharp metal point was glimmering in the late afternoon sun. There was
a tall man on the other side of that spear. A tall man with brown hair and
hazel eyes. He was looking at her coldly enough to give her frostbite.
She sort of smiled and said a cautious "Hi", and then he tried
to run her through with the deadly weapon. She jumped airily away
and muttered, "Well that's a nice welcome. What are they going to do?
Give me my own guts in a jar for greeting?" Newcastle gave a wild roar
worthy of a wolverine and pounced the armed human in animal rage.
The man immediately jumped back and reflexively held his spear
in front of him. Newcastle was headed straight for the iron spearhead.
He threw open his wings and started to backpedal furiously. He finally came
to a stop by grabbing the wooden pole of the spear with all four feet
and stopping the deadly point just a few inches from his heart.
Rogue ran over and plucked her wyvern from the spear while Aneka
landed behind her. The large purple dragon flattened her ears and released
a small stream of fire in the human's direction. He flew to the ground just
in time to avoid being burned to death.
Aneka scooped up Newcastle and Rogue in her wing while they headed
in the direction of Dana's Fox.