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Yellow. ☾ Nightfury ☾ female ☾ Ridgeclan ☾ 24 moons ☾ warrior
ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ
The battle of Aurora and Avalanche:
As a kit, Nightfury loved to listen to the stories the elders told, about the gods and the ancestors and more importantly about the dragons. Strong warriors that the gods sent down during Earth’s desperate times, warriors so powerful that even the gods themselves had trouble controlling them at times. Warriors the roared fire and that soared through the sky, striking fear into the hearts of there targets. She could still remember Honeyfern telling her about the warriors not so long ago.
“Nightkit what a pleasant surprise.” The older molly chuckled as she watched the young kit scamper from the nursery over to where she laid in front of the elder den, not surprised at all.
“Honeyfern!” The young kit called out, skidding to a stop in front of the molly, claws digging into the soft dirt to keep her body upright.
“What can I do for you this morning Nightkit?” Honeyfern asked while laying down so she would be eye level with the kit.
“Can you tell me a story?” Nightkit asked, trying to hide her excitement but the vibrating of her body gave her away.
Smiling back at the kit the older molly only nodded at first before asking, “And what story would you like to hear?” Although she already had a fairly good idea just what story the fiery kit wanted to be told.
“The dragons!” Nightkit yelled as she jumped up, shame covering her face for a moment at the volume and the turned heads of other clan members. “Sorry, can you tell me a story about the dragons, the god's warriors?”
There it was, the reason Nightkit came to see her, it was always the reason the young kit came to see her. Not like it was a bad thing, at four moons old Honeyfern couldn’t fault the kit for being only concerned with her own search for knowledge. The older molly couldn’t remember the times well herself, but she’d seen it many times over the seasons. “Of course I can tell you about the warriors.” She purred while getting the kit to settled down next to her.
“Now we don’t we talk about a very specific warrior dragon, a pure white one, that’s taller than the ridge you see there and brings light to any who see here. It was long before Ridgeclan lived here that this dragon, Aurora was sent down by the gods to cleanse the land. A monster had rampaged through the lands, destroying everything in its path. The monster was named Avalanche and to this day the descriptions of his change depending on who you ask, but one thing is for certain even the shadows hide at his sight.
Now before the gods decided they needed to use force the warriors of earth tried to stop Avalanche themselves but everything they threw at him just turned to dust, no one ever came back once they were sent to fight him. It was after much destruction that the gods realized that had to do something to stop the monster and so Aurora volunteered herself to fight the beast, flying down from her home and landing here in ours.
For four days the pair fought, a battle heard all around the world as they clashed in roars and claws. At the end, a bright light encompassed the earth and when it faded from sight Avalanche was gone, as was Aurora. No one knows what happened during those four days, unable to get close to see anything. But in the end, both vanished from the land. It is said that the light was Aurora sacrificing herself to destroy the monster and cleanse the land. When those living here were finally able to return they were met with a battle scene for the ages, the mountains you see now and the ridge that protects us were created by the two of them fighting, moving the earth itself in their battle.”
With the story over Nightkit laid eyes wide and frozen, probably as still as the kit had ever sat. “So she died protecting everyone?”
“Yes Nightkit, a dragons fury is a powerful thing and they will do anything to protect those that they believe need it.”
“I want to be like the dragons!”
Smiling at the memory Nightfury moved through the forest with grace, the ridge flanking her right side. The ridge created by the great fight, a flight she believes wholehearted happened, one that changed the earth. And just like the dragon in the fight, Nightfury will fight with the fury of a dragon to protect those she believes need it.
ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ





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