W A V E
female || seven || seawing || civilian || bay || open
After a long day of swimming in the deep blue sea, I was tending to myself on a beach in a secluded bay. The scar on my tail had opened up again, like it has been doing for the past three years. Sometimes I wanted to break down and cry from the constant bleeding, but I knew I had to be strong.
I knew it had opened up again from a shark following me. The wound has basically gone numb, and the pain I used to feel when it opened has gone away. Swimming in the saltwater everyday has also made me used to the stinging feeling of salt on raw flesh.
O N Y X F L A M E
male || ten || nightwing || guardian || dragonet bedroom || prophecy dragonets and other guardians
Coming into the room where the dragonets and other guardians were, my mind was still foggy from previously sleeping. The thoughts of everyone gave me a bit of a headache, and I turned all of their thoughts into falling leaves drifting down peacefully. I smiled in bliss of mental silence, but my ears were screaming a different story.
"What's going on in here?" I questioned with half-open, sleepy eyes. As I woke up more, I realized one of the leaves had burned with rage, angry thoughts coming from a certain dark-coloured dragonet.
"Jackal, would you kindly cease your morning tradition of bothering Fortune?" I wanted to console the female, but she seemed too fiery at the time to speak to. "And Raptor, language, please." I gave an unimpressed look.
C O O T
male || eight || mudwing || soldier || mudwing kingdom || open
Sitting on my bed in the stone house I called home, my mind was currently running over my regained memories from over a year ago. I had a pained, glazed expression on my flat face, regretting not being able to save my brothers. Perhaps a walk through the mud would soothe my sorrowful spirit. But no, the loss of family is too hard to let go of so quickly.
'Maybe I never should have trained them to fight at all... Being peaceful would have been a far better option than their deaths.' I beat up myself everyday, and had the same nightmares every night.
I looked out of a rounded stone window, and moved myself up from the bed's surface. Going slowly outside, the morning light streamed on my face, and I shut my right eye. Seeing the bright morning sun reminded me of hope and change. I suddenly thought of what I could change to become better. Perhaps my home, leaving painful memories behind? Possibility, whenever I heard of the place, seemed so positive, which I could use in my life. Possibly, I could move there...
[I hope all of my posts can stay long, but unlikely, at least all of the time x3]