We Don't Know What To Call This But Its Happening (Private with Pyrrhus)

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Groaning, Tempest stretched out her front legs similar to that of a cat as she gently tried to stretch her tired muscles. Right now, she somewhat regretted going out into her territory as there were so many things which could go wrong. Rogues, dragons, humans, almost anything could decide that they wanted her dead. She had originally reasoned that no one would want to pick on a dragon as large as her-she was probably one of the largest FireWings around. She was rather tall and her tail was incredibly long as it snaked across the ground behind her.

She wandered through the plains. They were bare, scarce and void of anything which could be living with large rocks protruding from the ground. Groaning, she continued on her way. How could a Queen get lost out here? They were probably worried for her back at home. Sadly though, Tempest couldn't figure out which direction was which on this cloud covered day, the sunlight barely getting through the clouds. If she could pinpoint where the sun was, Tempest knew that she may be able to get home, but there was no way that was going to happen easily. For now, she wandered the plains of the earth, trying to find something she recognized.

The little reptilian watched the large dragoness extinguish her flames... It was a true art... To be able to have fire come from your body, and you be in full control of it. He wished he could do that. Because he was away from the Icewing territory so long his body got used to temperatures that would be found in the lush forests of the Earthwing territory. The heat here was bearable, but not pleasant. He could probably stand the desert for 30 minutes at a time before needing to rest in shade.

Pyrrhus nodded at her remark about going with her. According to his map, they were going to... Deep into Firewing territory... Where desert meets basalt... Where the Firewing Capital was...

The tiny reptilian was overcome with fear. His pace slowed for a few seconds. He was going to die there! If the heat and lava flows didn't kill him, dragons sure would! Their leader would probably have him and this Firewing put to death because of him! This wasn't going to end well... Not at all...

Or so Pyrrhus thought.

Tempest slowly lead him towards the reptilian towards her territory. However, she was rather curious about the fact that he had not spoken a single word throughout their exchange. Currently, he had pulled out a map, studying the direction they were going and then looking for familiar landscapes. She didn't know what he was doing, but it did look rather interesting.

Then he slowed up, Tempest took a few more steps, then turned her neck and head towards him. "Is everything okay back there?" She asked, before spreading her wing over the top of the little fuzz ball to try and block out some of the sun.

Pyrrhus nodded his head yes to her remark. She'd caught onto him that something was indeed wrong, but he tried his best to hide it. If she found out she was one of the most terrifying things he'd ever seen, things probably wouldn't end up very well. He could only imagine what was to come as they kept going.

The sun began to slowly go down as they kept walking. To the dragoness it was a crawl, and to the reptilian it was a power walk. They walked until in the distance a wall appeared. Pyrrhus didn't see this on the map... It must of been new after the change in leaders he had heard about...

As they approached the structure he began to slow down again... Not knowing what to do...

Tempest allowed a small smile on her face as she looked at the wall, rather proudly. "It's something which I had been planing on for quite some time. If you wanted to draw it on your map, it surrounds the major city and its smaller little villages." Tempest somewhat explained to the little reptilian as she continued towards the wall, but again he was slowing down.

"No one is going to hurt you, come with me." She instructed, wanting to lead him to the palace. She was hoping that she wouldn't have to order him too much to get him to follow her.

When the builders saw Tempest, as well as the guards, they bowed their heads to her. They would have done a proper one, however, they were too preoccupied with building the giant wall and towers. "What do you think?" She asked the little reptilian, who she assumed was still following her.

Pyrrhus listened to her speak. She sure knew a lot about this wall... She told him to follow her and he happily obliged. He sprinted struggling to keep up with her massive strides. However... Soon after this things got weird. People started bowed their heads to her as she approached the wall.

He didn't reply to what she asked him, he felt extremely out of place. He didn't belong here at all. He stopped to catch his breath in the intense heat due to running with all his gear on his back. The Reptilian fell behind Temp, now out in the open, completely vulnerable.

Some of the guards hadn't noticed the little fuzzy creature until he seemed to appear out of thin air. A bulky guard (my favorite NPC) shouted out a warning from a great distance. Guards made their way towards Pyrr, snarling as they thought that He also hadn't seen Tempest.

Confused at the sudden commotion, the Queen looked around. Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed that her little fluffy... Friend? Pet? Wasn't beside her. Tempest looked behind her, her throat catching as guards made their way towards him. Anger flared within her, she had defended this creature. She wasn't about to let the foolishness of her guards change that.

"What do you THINK you are doing?!" Her voice cracked, booming across the landscape as her flames reappearing in anger. They hesitated, unsure of what was happening. "They're with me. Stand down you war-hungry wurms." She snarled, insulting them as they looked rather terrified...

They slowly went back to work as Tempest made her way over to the little reptilian...

Pyrrhus lagged behind, and next things next people were shouting and large dragons approached him. He panicked, he knew this would happen, he saw this back in the desert. Something would go wrong and he'd die here, it was obvious. He didn't belong here, yet the Firewing still wanted him to come. It was a terrible idea from the start that just began to fall into motion.

He grabbed his sword and shield, readying to defend himself. He stood no chance in the desert, let alone against trained guards for the Firewing empire... Here he would stand, here he would fall, here he would die. A fate he never wanted. Dead due to poor planning.

Suddenly more shouts came, he didn't know from who though. He frantically swung blindly as the unknown firewing approached. The voice was familiar... Too familiar... He stopped where he stood. He didn't know if he hit them or not, and he sure as hell hoped he didn't. He attacked the one trying to save him... He... He didn't know what to do... How could he repay them? There was nothing for him to do...

Tempest wasn't expecting a sudden movement from the little reptilian. He was lightning fast, her reflexes not enough. She felt the steel graze against her snout that she had lowered to talk to him. It cut in easily, dragging across her upper lip, curving around her nose and slashed through. Tempest hissed, ripping her head away as she felt something drip from her maw.

The guards were about to go back on the offensive, but Tempest threw her wings up, snarling at them once more. She cursed the guards, blaming them for causing it, then turned her attention back to the small fuzz bucket, who was stunned in shock and seeming horror. Tempest gently purred, her own violent reaction had been directed towards the guards and she lowered herself to the ground again.

"Please, tell me, are you alright little one?" She inquired, carefully watching the little fuzz ball to see if he would try and hurt something again.

Pyrrhus whimpered as he saw what he had done... He attacked her... HE HIT HER! HE WAS A FOOL! WHAT WAS HE DOING? One of the very few people in this world that didn't attack him on sight he now hit... He was dead, Pure and plain dead, nothing more to it.

The other guards went on towards him and the Firewing yelled something. She then lowered down to him. He mumbled something under his breath. He knew she would hear it, but she sure wouldn't understand what he said... "Do your worst... I deserve it..." Those were the words he mumbled.

He waited to be crushed, tortured, mutilated. But he would find out she wasn't mad at him... She was mad at the other Firewings... He didn't know this yet... He closed his eyes, waiting for the worst.

Tempest didn't quite hear what he had said, but his mouth seemed to move slightly, saying something which would always be unheard. But she restrained her killer instincts, relying on the fact that she had just saved this little critters life to keep her calm. Gently-ever so gently, Tempest nuzzled the terrified creature. "While I'm alive little one, not a single FireWing will lay a claw on you. You're safe with me." She said quietly to him, but this is when Flare made his way over (the bio is in another topic, he's basically an NPC).

"My Queen, you should back away from him-look at what he has done to you!" Flare demanded, glaring at the tiny little reptilian. Tempest raised her head away from him, her mane, wings and tail igniting in the warm, decorative flames. She drew herself to her full height, her shoulders pushed back and her chest slightly forward as she glared at him, taking the frame of someone who was in command.

"Remember your place Flare. Get back to your post this instant and watch for true threats." Tempest ordered, giving him a look which he knew he would never be able to question her with. Flare shuddered under the powerful and angry gaze of the Queen, before lowering his head and, snarling at the fuzz ball, he left.

Pyrrhus froze as the dragoness brought her maw hear him. This brought back bad... BAD... memories... He closed his eyes... This was it... He was going to die here and now. And then he opened them again. She was... Nuzzling him...? He never felt this kind of... Affection before... It was strange. Someone was actually taking care of him for once, and they happened to be a giant dragon...

He felt extremely relieved when she told off the guard. He was... Safe with her... He was safe for once in his life! Finally he wasn't scared of dying from just being outside! He could live a life of peace till he left... It felt... Amazing! He never felt like this before in his life! The reptilian even... Smiled for once...

(( I have the okay from Pyrrhus to do this))

Tempest allowed a soft smile to appear on her face when she saw this expression of despair vanish on his. And he even cracked a smile. The FireWing wrapped her tail around him gently, her fires extinguishing themselves as she placed him on her back. After making sure that she was safe, she took the strange little reptilian to her home.

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When they arrived, Tempest allowed a small sigh to escape from her, slightly stressed that the other FireWings had given her rather strange expressions for bringing in ANOTHER reptilian. She smiled to him, taking him off her back and putting them down. She didn't have too much in this room, mainly books, a few scattered places to sit, cushions practically everywhere for people to use.

Tempest slightly smiled, "Forgive my FireWings for their behavior-they were just worried about me bringing in a small creature." She explained to him, before craning her neck to try and see if the wounds had bled through what the fuzz ball had put on her.

Pyrrhus felt odd as he was picked up. It wasn't the first time, and it sure wouldn't be the last. He was carried to her home... He'd never seen a place like this before... It was amazing... Giant... Huge... To him her home was a fortress...

She placed him in a room with nothing much in it. He walked around and saw what there was to see... Books and whatnot... Books way bigger than he was... This place was huge... The cushions that were on the floor were basically a bed x30 for him... This was paradise to Pyrrhus... He'd never seen anything like it.

But... All good things must come to an end... He noticed she checked the bandages he put on her. They were temporary... They needed to be replaced as soon as possible... "D-dragoness... You should see medical help... I'll be waiting here upon your return... Please get treated..."

Tempest was almost startled that the small creature began to speak, and she allowed a smile to form on her form. Inwardly, she was still shocked to find his voice was still stuttering, almost seemingly worried that his mere expression of his thoughts would hurt him. "My name is Tempest, if you wanted to call me that instead."

She continued to look at them, using her tail to carefully peel back some of the bandages to look. Tempest winced slightly at the site, but she was more worried about the little reptilian over herself at this current time. "They are deeper than I thought, but they can wait... I, umm.. are you alright young one?" Tempest inquired, looking at the small fluff ball.

After all, he had just been carried across her back, almost killed twice, accidentally hit a Queen... Causing the FireWings to probably dislike him-and get extremely confused as to why the royal dragon didn't attack him in return. Tempest knew it wasn't the best introduction that anyone has had to her tribe, but everyone needed to start somewhere.

"Dragoness... I mean... Tempest, Please... I urge you to get medical help right now... Those bandages were only meant for you to get here, the wounds are probably going to get infected if you wait." Pyrrhus said to Tempest. She was a gentle and caring Dragoness, but seemed to put him before herself. She was completely selfless...

It was an extremely caring notion but he'd rather discard it for her own being. She was in need of care, not him. She had the cuts, Not him. "Dragoness-Er, I mean Tempest please, I'll be waiting right here for your return, You really need medical help."

Tempest sighed slightly. She didn't really want to leave the little creature by itself-she didn't even know the fuzz balls name! Imagine what sorts of things he could do if he were left unattended...

Tempest groaned as she eventually came to the conclusion that the fuzz bucket was right. She needed to get the wounds attended to, but she just didn't know what would happen while she was gone... "You're right, but.. Just stay out of trouble. If anyone comes into here while I am away, then just hide over there in the cabinet. Nothing really is in there so don't be worried about it.

Tempest instructed, before she left the room, still worried for the little reptilian.

Pyrrhus watched as she left the room, hearing her leave the house. He was left in the giant home alone and by himself. He tried doing what she said, to wait here until she came back, but that proved to be extremely boring. There was so much more to see and do... Especially because he had an entire home to himself... and entire... GIANT home...

He left the room... Everything was HUGE! It was like an entire new world in front of his eyes. He went around looking at all the rooms. Each one had unique and different items. Some had giant chairs and furniture, others had huge tables. One, which he figured was her living quarters, had a bed a size he could never even imagine.

Looking out the window he didn't see how the time had passed. It was dark now, almost too dark to clearly see in the house. Pyrrhus yawned tired from the day before. He looked around for a place to sleep. Nowhere was really safe. He could use a cushion, but figured that would get him crushed. And the floor was dangerous and uncomfortable.

He settled on her bed. Yes it was about 200x his size, and yes it would probably get him in trouble with Temp, but it was the most safe and comfortable bet. He took off his armor and get it on the ground at the bottom of the bed, along with all his gear. Then proceeded to slowly climb until he got to the top, where he tucked himself in and soon fell asleep. His head resting on the giant pillow and his small body tucked under the giant sheets.

Nothing felt like it before, and it was a million times better than the cold hard ground.

Tempest had no idea what time it was when she finally was allowed to be released. The wounds were stitched together, then had a revolting paste smeared onto them.

The ashen clouds from her volcanoes were blocking out the slim light which the moon would normally give as she made her way back home. Tempest, thankfully, had her flames which illuminated the darkness around her. She made her way slowly back to her home, her tail slowly swinging back and forth behind her.

By the time she pushed open the door, the morning rays of light were starting to illuminate the path for her. She sighed, a sleepless night it was.. A knot of worry formed into her stomach as she pushed the door open. When she didn't find the pile of fuzz she began to become worried. There was no blood, no sighs of struggles, no fuzz in the cabinet-where were they?!

Tempest almost tore through all the rooms of her house and worry drove her through her sleep deprived state. She couldn't find the fuzz bucket, and for whatever reason, she made her way into her room and froze. There, curled up in her giant bed was the little fuzz bucket. She sighed quietly, relieved that he was at least safe. But that posed a problem, she was tired. And he was in her bed.

Sighing, the Queen left him alone in the room, making her way over to the kitchen and locking the ways into it. Then, she gathered up ALL of the remaining pillows into a giant pile. Satisfied that it was enough, she curled into it, a quiet purr of happiness drifting from her as she fell asleep to gain just a few hours of rest.

The little reptilian stirred in his sleep as Tempest came in. He looked outside and saw the sun start to rise, giving everything a blue color. He stretched out and stood up. That was the best sleep he had ever gotten. He'd never slept in an actual bed before... It was... Amazing.

He slowly climbed down back to the floor, he grabbed his pack but left everything else there. Pyrrhus walking into the main room, where he climbed a chair and began his work. He pushed a cushion off the chair and slowly began to drag it to the doorway. For Tempest, it would be as light as a feather, but for Pyrrhus, the cushion was an extreme load to push.

The reptilian finally made it to the door... He just now had to open it... He climbed up an end table, finding a potted plant on top. He began to slowly climb the stem of the plant till he reached the door handle. He moved slowly over the plant till it bent and touched the door handle. From here he grabbed the handle and hung from it... It slowly bent downwards until the door opened slightly. Yet... With this... Pyrrhus fell several feet, and with a scream. He landed on the cushion that he luckily left under him.

Yet when he looked back up... The door was closed... And he had to do it all over again...

Tempest was soundly sleeping, her mind taking her off somewhere in the dream world. She was exhausted, but her mind plagued her of the weird black dragon. She was wondering if she could have used her fire instead, her mind playing out scenarios that could have happened if she did. Flammable fuzz ball, flaming fuzzy one, all sorts Of things played through her mind...

A small scream of some sort broke her from her sleep. For a few moments, she was aching for more sleep-but she threw herself wide awake when she realised that it could by the fuzz ball. She forced herself to her feet, tiredly wandering over to the bedroom. Tempest began to worry when she found it empty, and quickly went away from there and towards the sound.

When she saw the fuzz ball sitting goofily on a pillow, she almost laughed. Shaking her large head, she spoke to the fuzz bucket. "Are you alright-and how did you get that cushion all the way over here little one?" She sounded almost amused, a large smile on her face as she watched the reptilian.

Pyrrhus waited silently hoping he didn't wake Tempest up... And of course... He did. She didn't seem mad... She appeared to be smiling... He couldn't tell why she would be though. He just woke her up from her little amount of sleep. From then it got kinda awkward as he stared at her in silence.

But then he did something bold... And stupid...

He bolted away from Temp. Not scared this time, but playfully. Like a giant game of Hide and Seek. Darting down a hallway Pyrrhus went to the kitchen where Temp originally left him. Here he looked around for a place to hide... The cabinet he couldn't use because he couldn't close the door, And climbing the counter would be too hard.

He settled on the idea of hiding in the crude bed that was made of a ton of cushions. It was like a beaver den, but with an inside that you'd get around by slipping through cracks. He sat on a cushion with a crack that faced the door. From here he was extremely hidden, relatively safe, and it would take a while to be found.

Tempest snorted in amusement as the little reptilian decided to bolt away. This caused a peel of laughter to rise from her chest, unable to contain her amusement at this entire situation at all. Eventually, she managed to somewhat calm herself down. Shaking her head, she turned around, covering the distance Pyrr did in hardly any time. But there was only one problem.

She was too busy laughing that she didn't look where the reptilian had gone.

Tempest groaned, looking between her hallway, kitchen and a sort of lounge and dining area sort of thing. The pillows there were all gone, as she had gathered them and put them into the kitchen... Surely he would be in the lounge. She thought so at least. Tempest made her way over there, her tail dragging behind her slightly as she looked for him. She searched through the shelves, under the a few different things, on a weird chair she had. But still, they were nowhere to be seen. Tempest frowned.

She left the lounge, and made her way up the hallway. Tempest looked in the pot plants that lined the walls, but to no avail. She came to the entrance, but it was still sealed shut.

And so her search continued, nearing on half an hour as she tiredly and groggily searched for the little reptilian (her sleep deprived state really didn't help her at this current time.). She groaned again, then called out to him, "Okay, wherever you are, you can come out now.."
Tempest groaned, walking through the kitchen. She picked up a giant sack of flour, and put it in a high shelf while she waited for the fuzz ball to appear. But when he didn't, she sighed. Tempest wandered over to her giant pillow fort and groaned slightly, before laying back down on it.

Unaware of the fuzz ball hiding there.

Pyrrhus snickered as she couldn't find him. He listened to her heavy booming steps going around the house. She went all over looking for him, Yet he was in an obvious spot. He found it funny how hard she tried to find him. He waited growing bored.

Then she finally came into the kitchen. She looked around for him, the only problem was, she was out of his sight. Then all of a sudden a shadow covered the pillow fortress that provided the Reptilian with safety. Things were about to get, under pressure for Pyr.

He whimpered as he thought he was going to be crushed for a second. Luckily for him the cushions held up the giant dragoness enough so that no harm came to him. The only problem was that... He was stuck...

The helpless reptilian struggled for what felt like hours till he was free from the grip of the cushions. He had none of his gear on him to help him get free, it was all left in the dragoness room. After all the work he had done though, He was extremely tired.

He curled up under Tempest's chin and fell fast asleep. Her body heat providing a large amount of warmth for the reptilian, causing a perfect tranquil sleep.

The second the mighty FireWing had laid her head upon the cushions of the bed, she was asleep. She remained that way, even when the small fuzz bucket managed to squirm his way out from his fluffy and soft prison. Tempest didn't even feel the reptilian fall asleep against her muzzle, her natural warm temperatures able to warm him. Without burning him of course. That would be disasterous.

She had no idea what the time was when she did wake, but something made her stir. Was it a noise..? It was something, small like a mouse. In her kitchen. She opened her yellow eyes, their thin pupils dilating in the darker room as she hadn't light candles or anything in there. But it was dark still, with almost no access to the light outside. A soft growl came from her chest as she saw the intruder.

It was large and fat. With a long, pale pink tail. Three pairs of monsterous whiskers came from its ugly nose. It's tiny ears flicked back and forth, it's sharp claws easily tearing through its victim as it ate.

She snarled, causing the 2 foot tall mouse to squeal and run away from its cheese.

Pyrrhus was in a deep sleep. After he met this dragoness his live was amazing. She had everything he needed. A house... Food... Entertainment... Protection... Everything. He didn't know who this Firewing was or why others always bowed to her, but he couldn't complain. It didn't affect him at all, right?

It was a restful night, that was. Until he felt Tempest get up. He sat up and opened his eyes half awake. Or at least, He was half awake before Tempest snarled. He jumped up confused, falling into the mountain of pillows beneath him again. It was a rather rude awakening, but, He couldn't complain if she was just keeping him safe. Though... It brought back some repressed memories of the invasion...

"M-mast- I mean... Dragoness- Er, Tempest, What was that...?" He said muffled from inside the mount of pillows again.