Hoard [Egg]
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Tao and Takeo want to show Ishibil something.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 702
Status: Complete
“Hey, Ishibil, still alive?”
Ishibil’s ear twitched towards the entrance of his den, hearing Tao’s familiar voice.
“A fall isn’t going to kill me,” he said with a snort, getting back to his feet and shaking himself off. His wing twinged where the magic blast had gone through it. He could move his front left hand though, after breaking his arm on the landing.
“People can still die from their injuries,” Takeo added, and both humans rounded the corner, smiling at him.
“Humans do,” Ishibil said, huffing. “But what’s wrong?” he said, glancing between the pair. “I thought you weren’t coming back until nightfall?” The sun was still shining.
The two shared a look. “I think…we found something,” Tao said, ruffling the back of his head.
Ishibil narrowed his eyes, a growl building in his chest. “Union?”
“No! I don’t think it is.”
“But we thought it was something you should see,” Takeo added.
Huh… Ishibil knew all the areas in his forest - but…he’s never explored it at the ground level like Tao and Takeo. There could have been something he missed.
“All right,” he said, nodding. “Harness?” They’d been walking a lot already.
They gave him the same dry look. “With that leg?” Tao said, shaking his head. “Not happening.”
“It’s not too far to walk,” Takeo said.
“Fine.” Now he was curious about what they had to show him.
* * *
The tree branches were high enough Ishibil didn’t have to lower his head to pass by, which was good because he would have preferred to not bash his head against them every time he had to step forward.
Tao and Takeo were talking about their next meal, deciding what it should be and since their gaits were easy and neither of them were trying to keep quiet, they weren’t worried about someone hearing their approach.
So what had they found? His brow furrowed, his ears twitching down. It couldn’t be another dragon: all his broodmates were accounted for and the Union would have taken anything they found by now. But…
“Ishibil?” Takeo was looking at him over his shoulder. “Is there something wrong?”
He shook his head. “Only trying to guess what you’re going to show me.”
Tao grinned, chuckling as he twirled his staff. “You don’t have to wait for long! We’re nearly there.”
They were? Ishibil lifted his head and scented the air. He recognised everything, so what…
Ishibil slowed, something scratching at the edge of his awareness. Something was off here. Something unsettling but wasn’t at the same time.
“Ishibil…?”
He’d slowed to a stop, the pair a handful of footsteps ahead of him. “Hm.” He moved to catch up with them, trying to pin down what he was feeling.
The deeper they went, the more the unsettling feeling grew. It wasn’t telling Ishibil to run, just that…
There was something missing.
He jerked his head back, looking around. The trees were the same colour as the rest of the forest, but Ishibil could feel it now, feel it in his claws.
The magic was draining from the area.
“You’re feeling it too, aren’t you?” Tao said, looking up at him. “That’s how we found it: I just…had this weird feeling and had to find out what was making it.”
Ishibil huffed. “Of course you would.” That was what Ishibil expected him to do now.
“We’re here,” Takeo said, and Ishibil didn’t need them to point to know what they wanted him to see.
The magic in the area was being drawn into a large egg, one that Takeo could comfortably sit inside. It was a speckled grey, the shell bumpy enough it could be mistaken as a rock at a glance.
“That’s…” Ishibil couldn’t speak, couldn’t form words. He knew what that was even though he’d never seen one before. “That’s a dragon egg.” Where had it come from? How long had it been there? Had he flown over it so many times and not realised it was there?
“We thought it might be,” Takeo murmured, putting a hand on Ishibil’s scales.
Ishibil shuddered and then collapsed, the strength in his limbs leaving him. He…he wasn’t going to be the only dragon anymore?
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Inspired by the-story-shards-universe here, but I basically got inspired and then went at it sideways, haha. Dunno if I’ll ‘canonise’ it though.
Summary: Tao and Takeo want to show Ishibil something.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 702
Status: Complete
“Hey, Ishibil, still alive?”
Ishibil’s ear twitched towards the entrance of his den, hearing Tao’s familiar voice.
“A fall isn’t going to kill me,” he said with a snort, getting back to his feet and shaking himself off. His wing twinged where the magic blast had gone through it. He could move his front left hand though, after breaking his arm on the landing.
“People can still die from their injuries,” Takeo added, and both humans rounded the corner, smiling at him.
“Humans do,” Ishibil said, huffing. “But what’s wrong?” he said, glancing between the pair. “I thought you weren’t coming back until nightfall?” The sun was still shining.
The two shared a look. “I think…we found something,” Tao said, ruffling the back of his head.
Ishibil narrowed his eyes, a growl building in his chest. “Union?”
“No! I don’t think it is.”
“But we thought it was something you should see,” Takeo added.
Huh… Ishibil knew all the areas in his forest - but…he’s never explored it at the ground level like Tao and Takeo. There could have been something he missed.
“All right,” he said, nodding. “Harness?” They’d been walking a lot already.
They gave him the same dry look. “With that leg?” Tao said, shaking his head. “Not happening.”
“It’s not too far to walk,” Takeo said.
“Fine.” Now he was curious about what they had to show him.
The tree branches were high enough Ishibil didn’t have to lower his head to pass by, which was good because he would have preferred to not bash his head against them every time he had to step forward.
Tao and Takeo were talking about their next meal, deciding what it should be and since their gaits were easy and neither of them were trying to keep quiet, they weren’t worried about someone hearing their approach.
So what had they found? His brow furrowed, his ears twitching down. It couldn’t be another dragon: all his broodmates were accounted for and the Union would have taken anything they found by now. But…
“Ishibil?” Takeo was looking at him over his shoulder. “Is there something wrong?”
He shook his head. “Only trying to guess what you’re going to show me.”
Tao grinned, chuckling as he twirled his staff. “You don’t have to wait for long! We’re nearly there.”
They were? Ishibil lifted his head and scented the air. He recognised everything, so what…
Ishibil slowed, something scratching at the edge of his awareness. Something was off here. Something unsettling but wasn’t at the same time.
“Ishibil…?”
He’d slowed to a stop, the pair a handful of footsteps ahead of him. “Hm.” He moved to catch up with them, trying to pin down what he was feeling.
The deeper they went, the more the unsettling feeling grew. It wasn’t telling Ishibil to run, just that…
There was something missing.
He jerked his head back, looking around. The trees were the same colour as the rest of the forest, but Ishibil could feel it now, feel it in his claws.
The magic was draining from the area.
“You’re feeling it too, aren’t you?” Tao said, looking up at him. “That’s how we found it: I just…had this weird feeling and had to find out what was making it.”
Ishibil huffed. “Of course you would.” That was what Ishibil expected him to do now.
“We’re here,” Takeo said, and Ishibil didn’t need them to point to know what they wanted him to see.
The magic in the area was being drawn into a large egg, one that Takeo could comfortably sit inside. It was a speckled grey, the shell bumpy enough it could be mistaken as a rock at a glance.
“That’s…” Ishibil couldn’t speak, couldn’t form words. He knew what that was even though he’d never seen one before. “That’s a dragon egg.” Where had it come from? How long had it been there? Had he flown over it so many times and not realised it was there?
“We thought it might be,” Takeo murmured, putting a hand on Ishibil’s scales.
Ishibil shuddered and then collapsed, the strength in his limbs leaving him. He…he wasn’t going to be the only dragon anymore?
Inspired by the-story-shards-universe here, but I basically got inspired and then went at it sideways, haha. Dunno if I’ll ‘canonise’ it though.