General Information
Name: Sabaro
Gender: Male
Size:Medium
Owner: /trainwreck/
Adoption Date: August 10th, 2023
Edits: [uc] Skull colors, accessories [r] back fins
An Unusual Friend
A chilly breeze rushed through the cliffside sending shivers down Sabaro's spine. He wasn't a fan of the cold weather and winter would be rolling in, making it harder to find food than it already was. He was perched up high in a thick, sturdy oak tree, overlooking his surroundings. He'd have to make a move soon. The sun was starting to shift down the horizon, signaling that the day would be over in only a matter of hours. Though finding food was his top priority, so was finding somewhere warm for the winter. His summertime home just wouldn't make the cut for the frosty days that lie ahead. Bunching up his muscles, Sabaro launched himself from the tree and glided down toward the ground, landing gracefully on all fours. Last night was his last night in his summer home. He would have to make the move to his winter den toward the bottom of the cliffside. But first, he needed to eat.
Sabaro began to sniff along some juniper berry bushes, looking for any fruit that may possibly remained. The bushes were bare, only their prickly leaves remained. He frowned and moved on, his stomach growling at the stale berry scent that was left behind. He had a few other places along the cliffside he could check for food, but he was pretty certain there would be hardly anything left. There was a chance he'd have to do the unthinkable. He shook his head quickly as if to shake the thought away. It wouldn't be the first time. Sabaro shifted his thoughts to a patch of huckleberries. It hadn't done well all summer, but maybe there'd be a few fruits left. The summers were just getting simply too hot and it was starting to become harder and harder to find food. Making up his mind, he set forth to find the plants.
The huckleberry bushed had a couple blue berries left on their stems, nowhere nearly enough to fill up Sabaro's stomach. It ached and growled and though normally he was careful to leave some behind for the bears and other Wind Reapers, this time he swallowed down all that he could find. There just wasn't simply enough for him, let alone enough to go around. With a heavy sigh, Sabaro accepted what he had to do: go towards human civilization. Like most other Wind Reapers, he didn't care for the two-legged creatures. However, he also recognized that the cities would be a place for potential food sources. He wasn't as scared of them as some were, but he certainly didn't like them either. They were dangerous beings, killing and polluting his home.
After he cleared out what few huckleberries were left, Sabaro began to make the climb down the rocky cliffside toward the nearest city he could think of. He didn't want to consume his energy by running or gliding, so he set off on a walking pace, taking each step and stride steadily. Looking up towards the dimming gray sky, he predicted he'd be there by sundown. Most people would be asleep by then and he would be able tom rummage through their yards and compost bins looking for whatever kinds of exotic fruits people would through out. He knew too, that there would be various conifers he could scavenge some pinecones from.
Arriving at the city limits, he carefully trekked along the edge of a street, sniffing around for any potential sweet smells. Nothing. His stomach growled again and he frowned once more. He'd have to go in deeper. Sniffing along the ground, a sudden movement caught the corner of his eye. He froze, only looking through his peripherals. The small shadowy figure moved again. He moved his head to get a better look. It was hidden behind a shrub with round, yellow eyes that glowed in the dark. Curiosity overtook Sabaro and he crept closer to the small figure. He wasn't sure what it was and as he got closer, the figure seemed to crouch down and tried to hide with nowhere to run. It's chance to escape was long gone.
"Hello?" Sabaro asked softly, using a clawed hand to gently shift through the shrub. A small black creature with thick, fuzzy fur and triangular ears atop its little head froze. It had a long, fluffy tail and four tiny, rounded paws. Whatever this creature was, it was adorable and Sabaro had never seen one before.
"Please don't eat me!" It squeaked, flattening itself closer to the ground. It's tiny body trembled. Sabaro felt a twinge of pity for the creature. He couldn't even imagine how scary and unusual he might have looked to it, especially if it had never seen a Wind Reaper before.
"I'm not going to eat you," Sabaro said softly, letting go of the shrub. The small bush covered the small creature again, providing it with a false sense of security. "I only eat plants."
"Oh," the creature sighed. "Well, that's a relief. No offense, but you look scary."
Sabaro let out a sigh and turned his head away, almost embarrassed.
"None taken..."
"What even are you? I've never seen someone look like you before." The creature then asked.
"I'm a Wind Reaper, but you can call me Sabaro. I live in the mountains over there," Sabaro explained as he pointed in the direction of his home with the tip of his tail. "I'm looking for something to eat. Do you know where I could maybe find some pinecones?"
The creature nodded and stepped out of the bush, revealing all of its adorable fluffiness.
"There's a school not too far away from here that has a bunch of pine trees surrounding it. I could take you there if you'd like," it offered. Sabaro nodded as he felt his stomach growl once more.
"I'd like that very much. If you don't mind me asking, what exactly are you?" He then asked, hoping he didn't come off sounding rude.
"I'm a cat. My name's Smoky."
A cat! Sabaro had never heard of such a thing before. He wanted to ask more questions to Smoky about cats, but was afraid he'd seem pushy. Despite all of the thoughts running through his head, he let them go. Maybe next time he could ask. Smoky crept out from underneath the bushes and fluffed out his all black pelt. He swished his tail and lead the way. Sabaro was eager to get some food into his belly. The two walked the streets in silence, with Smoky in the lead. As they came up upon a school - whatever that was - Sabaro could make out the pointed shapes of the various pine trees that Smoky promised. Sabaro quickly dashed over toward the trees, sniffing along the ground for any fallen delicacies. He quickly shoveled some into his mouth and crunched. The sensation was overwhelming.
"Thank you so much, Smoky," Sabaro said through a full mouth. The cat nodded as he sat a few paw steps away, watching. "Is there any way I could repay you?" He then asked. Smoky cocked his head to the side and thought about it for a moment.
"You know, you're an interesting creature, Sabaro. I think I'd like to get to know you better. Is that okay?" Smoky then asked. Sabaro was shocked by Smoky's response, but he nodded happily.
"Sure! I have a winter den at the bottom of the mountains over there, and then another at the top that I reside in during the summer time. Would you like to go back with me?" Sabaro offered, realizing he probably sounded ridiculous by offering his home up to a complete stranger. He knew nothing about cats or about Smoky.
"I think I might like that, yeah," Smoky then replied, smiling. "Better than living aimlessly on these streets."
Once Sabaro finished polishing off one of the pine trees, he arched his back in a long stretch. "Why don't you hop on my back and I can carry you there?" He offered. Smoky didn't hesitate and nimbly leaped up onto the dragon's back, just in between his small, flame-colored wings.
"Do you fly?" He asked, sniffing the wings. Sabaro shook his head and flexed them for the cat.
"No, but I can glide a pretty decent distance. I'll have to show you sometime." Sabaro then offered. The cat nodded.
Sabaro began to make his way back toward the cliffside, his new friend clinging onto his back. He was worried about having another mouth to feed, but he felt positive that Smoky could also fend for himself. Everything was rushed and he also worried if he'd regret this decision, but he also hated being alone. Now, with a companion by his side, he'd always have someone to talk to. His lonely nights living on the mountainous cliffside would be no more.
