A caramel dragon sat on her haunches, staring down at the ocean. Home seemed so close, yet far away at the same time. She looked down at her iridescent wings. Three lay perfectly on her back while the far right wing was twisted and crippled and wrapped up in gauze. She'd never be able to leave in this state.
She sighed, her gaze shifting back to the horizon. She felt as though she could see a sliver of land that belonged to her home. The dragon squinted her eyes trying to see if it really was there, but all she could see was the ocean glistening in the moonlight.
'Will I ever get back? Or am I just gonna be stuck with that weird two winged dragon for the rest of my life' she thought with a growl, 'he's way to obnoxious to be "taking care" of me!'
And just as if he read her mind, the light grey dragon walked out of the underbrush with apologetic eyes.
"You'll get back home. Trust me. It'll just take a while for yo-"
"You always say that Seagull! You always do and am I there? NO! I HAVE BEEN HERE FOR WEEKS!!!" She roared.
"Its only been five suns," Seagull said trying to calm her.
"MY TRIBE NEEDS ME!" She growled, feeling tears starting to pile up in her eyes, "My nephew, needs me," she corrected herself.
"Beetle I-"
"If I'm not there who does he have?" Beetle growled, "How am I supposed to keep him safe, when he's there and I'm HERE!"
"Beetle will you ju-"
"YOU'VE PROMISED ME FOR FIVE SUNS THAT YOU'D GET ME HOME!!! HE CAN'T SURVIVE WITH A WAR LIKE THAT RAGING ON!!!"
"Beetle ple-"
"FOR ALL I KNOW HE COULD BE D-"
"BEETLE JUST STOP RAMBLING!" Seagull pleaded. The angry look on Beetle's face faded into sorrow. Wet streams were left on her face where tears poured that she failed to hold back. Her gaze shifted from Seagull to her talons, wishing she could just go home.
"He isn't dead. He may be young, but Soldier is strong. Especially being raised by someone like you," Seagull reassured , brushing his wing against hers causing her to flinch, "You'll get back home. It may take a while but...."
"But what? Is there even anything to say but about?" Beetle asked.
"But you'll see him again. I promise."
"You always say that Seagull! And has it come true yet? No!"
"Just be patient."
"'just be patient' 'it will take a while' patience smatience! I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR PATIENCE!!!" Beetle snarled.
"You'll get there."
"But what if my wings dont heal? What if he's already dead? WHAT IF-"
"THREE MOONS!!! THE ONE TIME I TRY TO SOUND MATURE YOU RUIN THE MOMENT WITH YOUR RAMBLING!!!" Seagull groaned with an irritated tone, "Ill fly you there myself if I have to!"
"And how exactly are you gonna do that?"
"Ill carry you or you can ride on my back."
"No. Just- no," Beetle revolted at the thought. 'On the second talon, I could go there now. But on the third talon...' She looked back at the odd dragon. 'He certainly doesn't look all powerful and mighty as the legend says. How could a dragon like Clearsight come from a land with dragons like this? what did he say he was? A waterwing? An oceanwing? A fishwing?' She scoffed. 'Buuuuuut on the fourth talon he d- No beetle this is only about your Nephew. Why Rove trusted me with her son when I was only 9 is unknown.'
Her thoughts were interrupted when a warm talon rested on her shoulders. She turned around to see Seagull and scowled causing him to quickly remove his talon.
"Don't touch me fishwing," she growled before looking up at the sky.
'How can I be strong when even this fishwing says I ramble? How am I supposed to look after a dragonet when I do everything wrong? How am I even supposed to do anything, when I can't be tough like a true Hivewing?'
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This was only a little thought I had while trying to come up with a backstory for some of my characters. If just like to know what you guys think. Criticism is appreciated. Also I'm sorry if anything is spelled wrong. This stupid kindle won't act properly.