Hello! Ima just say this. Updates will not be regular by any means as I am mostly using this story for a creative outlet and to practice my writing. I will promise you however, is that if I don't like how a chapter is, I won't post it until I am somewhat satisfied. I just don't like to half-ass stories
These scavengers don't seem to realize that I don't want to be touched by their filth! first it was Hiccup, then snot-whatever-the-last-part-of-his-name-was, then Fishlegs (still sounds delicious), and now these two identical twin scavengers named ruffnut and tuffnut seemed to try and challenge her! well, challenge accepted! Shadowtalon would take great pleasure in subtly making those two suffer as long as they dared to try and tame her.
One such occasion was when the female tried to lure Shadowtalon into a trap with a cooked fish. Of course her plan was completely destroyed when Shadowtalon just snatched the fish away from the female with her long talons. And the way those two would bang their helmets together was absurd! how were they not brain damaged?! but, then again, judging from their actions and demeanor they might actually have something lose in those heads of theirs.
Shadowtalon knew that she was being a bit mean to them all, but keep in mind, in Pyhrria Nightwings and other dragons would eat scavengers for snacks without remorse. In fact, some dragons made scavengers run in mazes like mice or kept them as adorable pets! so when you think about it, Shadowtalon is showing a lot of self control by not eating the annoying little buggers. That and she is growing a unhealthy speck of respect for Astrid, Shadowtalon won't say she likes that fiery female, but will say that she approves of the females attitude.
And looking around, she must also admit that they can certainly do clever things with their disgusting paws. Like these odd buildings for example that are build on a cliffside. There is only a few houses but they are well built, obviously not as majestic as the Skywing palace or even as beautiful as the Rainwing village. Shadowtalon's heart starts to sink she thinks of the beautiful palaces and cozy homes of Pyhrria, she misses the festivals that were starting to come back, and wondrous foods that the rainforest offered. She also misses her tribe, how they would cook meat in circle together and laugh. She misses her home in the rainforest and how the thin emerald leaves that made up the roof would let in warm sunlight in the day and how her bed was made of a large fallen tree with moss as a covering. Tears begin to form in her violet eyes as she thinks of Pyhrria
Shadowtalon tries hard to push aside those thoughts, but she can't seem to be able to. Shadowtalon walks quietly to the very edge of the landing pad, where she can easily look over the edge to see the crashing blue waves. She lets her wings flop over to her sides and her talon dangling over the cliffside, her pitch black scales becoming dull from lack of proper meat and moonlight. Letting her eyes wander, she glances over the orange sunset and the water covered cliffs, she hardly looks at the clever buildings that the scavengers made and doesn't spare a second glance at the not-really-dragon's flying in the sky. Shadowtalon curls her tail around herself and pulls her head to rest gently on her talons.
Where was the never ending noise of the rainforest? where is the other nightwings constantly building and eating? at this point she would take an Icewing for a intelligent companion! and that was saying something, cause she normally despises those freezing, stuck up neat freaks. Shadowtalon thought of the one time she had been to the continent from when she was still on the volcano, she had been sent on her first assassination assignment. She had done her job well in getting rid of one of burns top generals, and thankfully before she was to be sent out again, the dragonets of destiny had come and let her tribe come to the rainforest peacefully. But where was she now? on another moon blasted island with no where to go.
Letting herself get lost in her own thoughts, she hardly noticed as the sun set and the moon rose. Wait...WHAT!? Shadowtalon snapped her head up to stare wide eyed at the moon, not noticing Fishlegs, Astrid and Hiccup walking by with their dragons. Shadowtalon leapt to her talons and felt something building in her chest...one moon...there was only one moon...So not even the other two moons where in this world...
Shadowtalon jumped into the air to get a closer look, not seeing the scavengers watching her carefully. Shadowtalon pulled her head close to her chest, trying hard not to burst out crying. She then let out a large blast of hot fire towards the moon while roaring her anger, once her throat began to burn she closed off her fire and let her wings stop beating. She gently floated back down to landing platform. As soon as her talons touched the ground, she collapsed with no energy left to spare, she let her head fall to the cold metal with no care for the possible bruise. She felt a paw touch her shoulder, but didn't have to effort to snap her teeth. The Astrid scavenger spoke a few foreign words, but Shadowtalon got the message well enough.
With a claw, Shadowtalon carved into the metal platform the three crescent moons of her home before letting her talon fall back again. Though becoming tired, she felt Astrid sit down and lean against her side, just on shoulder. Deciding sleepily that the extra warmth was comforting, Shadowtalon pulled a wing closer around the blonde scavenger and shut her bright purple eyes.
Falling into a dreamless slumber, her last coherent thought was ' Not even the moons have traveled with me...I have never asked for this...this warmth is nice...stupid scavenger '
