Izotz's Story

It was a great morning and the little dragon was walking around looking everywhere and everyone who were out of their homes, he didn't know much about the world but was eager to pursue every piece of information that his eyes could give him to gain a better understanding of everything around him, Izotz only knew that he was an Ice Dragon, one of the many breeds that are all over the place.

Izotz saw how a furry dragon a little bigger than he flew toward the stranger who left the cave, he tried to hide but failed completely and watch how the strange creature and the dragon chatted happily and then looked surprised how the dragon jumped on the shoulders of the thing, the newly hatched had never seen a creature like this in the world, but hey, he just came out of his egg.
That warranted a closer look, he didn't like to get closer to the people he was watching but longed to know more about the being who had the ability to speak, Small icicles formed all around his body while was waiting but once he began to move they fell from his body and the sound that made when they broke easily betraying his, until then, stealthy advance towards the two figures.

Kaspartha smiled at Kivuli as she nestled on her neck. Wow, her fur is so soft! She might come in handy during the winter" Kaspartha couldn't help but laugh a bit at the idea.

She continued to head forward as Kivuli instructed. She had started to absentmindedly pet Kivuli when she heard something in the cave. It sounded a bit like glass breaking. Surprised at the sound, Kaspartha froze in place and looked around to see what, or who, that sound came from. Then a little blue dragon stepped out in front of them. She couldn't help but notice the temperature drop as the small one advanced.

"Hello little one," Kaspartha said with a gentle smile. She then crouched down, careful not to disturb the sleeping Kivuli, and extended her hand, palm up, to the youngling. She meant to portray her friendliness and show the dragon that she could be trusted.

"My name is Kaspartha. What do your people call you?"

The creature had to be some kind of genius because she was able to sense his presence easily something like that never happened before, well actually happened quite often but they always were other dragons which brought a reasonable doubt, What if she was another kind of dragon?, he didn't know every breed of dragon.
The possible-dragon crouched and her face formed a strange thing that dragons couldn't do then spread one of her extremities toward Izotz, the little dragon couldn't resist the chance to test if she had scales or not, so he lightly bit her.

"You're not a dragon" he said proudly of his discovery and then introduced himself "I'm Izotz, what are you?", Stepped back and looked at her curiously, her body was soft and had brown fur on the head also her body has various colors and he could't tell very well how was formed, at least she didn't have visible wings.

Kaspartha blinked a bit. He'd just bitten her. He hadn't drawn blood or anything, but he'd bit her... So if he didn't have the intention of hurting her, maybe he was greeting her? Was this the dragon version of a handshake... Weird...

When he commented on the obvious, she couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "You're right, I'm not a dragon. It's nice to meet you Izotz."

Kaspartha straightened out and put her hands on her hips. "You know, where I come from, it's very rude to simply come at and say 'what are you' like I'm some kind of hideous creature. You should try to be a bit more tactful Izotz. Ok?" She was in full mothering mode now, and she wasn't sure she had a problem with that. Telling people what to do can get kinda fun.

"But, I'll let it go this time. I'm a human. And I might as well tell you that I don't have fangs, claws, talons, scales, wings, or a tail. Unless you already knew that about humans?"

As Kaspartha listed off the things she didn't have she watched Izotz closely to see how he reacted to her presence. As a hatchling, he was too young to hate her for what she was, at least, that's what she hoped. Kivuli had been nothing but kind to her, but she still had to be cautious around the others.

Larissa yawned tiredly and looked up when she heard noise. It sounded different then the other hatchlings she often played wit. Maybe a new friend? She liked that idea- the more friends to play with, the better. She got very lonely easily, having no parents to coddle her.

Exited to meet this new dragon, she shook out her silky petal-like feathers and happily bounded towards the source of the noise, at the mouth of the cave. Her excitement grew when she saw her other dragon friends, Izotz and Kivuli. But with some other strange creature.
"-I'm a human. And I might as well tell you that I don't have fangs, claws, talons, wings, or a tail. Unless you already knew that about humans?"
Larissa bristled and let out a very distressed, urgent sounding whimper. "I know about humans! Izotz, they are the ones that killed my mother and my father!" she growled, backing up quickly.

Kaspartha inhaled a beautiful rosey scent and was delighted to see a gorgeous little hatchling appear. She was about to reach out to the new arrival when the small one hissed and said "I know about humans! Izotz, they are the ones that killed my mother and father!"

Kaspartha started a bit at that. But then she thought about the youngling. If this breed was so beautiful at such a young age, it was certainly they were downright astounding as adults... She was willing to bet many a nobleman would pay for wings such as hers. The thought made her sick. She could barely stand hunting for the sake of sustenance, much less sport. And moreover, these dragons had had young to care for, not that those who struck them down cared...

She thought back to the day her parents were taken from her and winced in sympathy. She'd hated, and still hates, royals for that soul crushing loss. She'd come to believe that all people of noble blood were selfish, ruthless people, so she could hardly blame the pink hatchling for looking at her the way she was. Also, she was expecting hatred from the dragons anyway. Kaspartha started to stroke Kivuli's pelt, happy for the only friend she she was going to make.

She smiled a bitter smile at the hatchling. "Well little one, you and I have something in common. Humans killed my parents as well. I can hardly apologize for the passing of your mother and father, because I myself didn't participate, but I understand your hatred. And you are entitled to it."

Kaspartha then frowned a bit as she heard some mild cracking noises. She decided that they were just Izotz' ice crystals falling and decided to ignore it for the time being.

The creature said to be something called 'Human' she also scolded for asking What was her, Izotz put his paws on his head and bent to demonstrate repentance, the Ice Dragon didn't want to upset Ka-Kasp... the human since he didn't know what kind of punishment she could give him, the idea that she had no wings or tail or anything confused him greatly, They would grow once she became an adult?.

To increase the confusion Larissa came saying that humans killed her parents, "What is killing?" he asked curiously, the Hatchling didn't have any specific knowledge about such action but thought for their reaction that was something bad, it meant that humans were bad?, was something quite worrying for the little dragon.

Sounds came from the cave and Izotz just saw something shining, "Kasperita, there's something there," he said proud of his discovery trying to make up for the time he earn a scolding but failed to remember the name of the human.

Kaspartha blinked at the new hatchling's arrival. Honestly, were they just sending them all at her at once? Was this their idea of a welcome party? Moreover, what in all existence was an Ember Dragon? Perhaps it was some kind of evil breed? At least the little hatchling didn't openly despise her... Yet...

"It's Kaspartha Izotz. Ka-spar-tha. Now then-"Kaspartha looked at the pink hatchling and the new hatchling in turn. "-what are your names? I'd like to know all of you in time, if that's ok. "

Then she remembered Izotz' question. She didn't particularly want to answer it. After all the reason why children were so precious, no matter their race, was because of their innocence. But, she thought grimly, in the world we live in it's better to let them understand why evil is wrong at a young age. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to answer him just yet. He should enjoy ignorance while it lasts.

She turned to Izotz and sighed. "One day, Izotz, I will tell you what killing is... But you're not quite old enough yet."

In his short time out of his shell he knew that many of the mysteries were hidden under the veil of the age, a veil that only time could remove so the little one decided to wait as the newly hatched spoke words full of wisdom about something along the lines that someone bad wouldn't be in charge of the eggs and of themselves, so that was the job of the human Kasparita, no, Karpasta... was something like that though Kasparita sounds better according to him, maybe he'll call her like that.

Now that his curiosity was satisfied and the mistery about the wingless being Izotz decided to retire to a safe distance and keep watching them hidden from afar, he ran dropping icicles that form every time stands still long enough, these theings were the culprits of most of the times he get discovered, either by sound or by the liquid trail they left when melt.

He hid behind a rock and began to look, he didn't realize that his tail was completely visible from where they were, so he believed that his hideout was perfect.

Kivuli was dreaming well, she had drempt of eating blue-berries and playing without getting tired. Then it got sweet-smelling in her dream, and then cold. She didn't know why this was happening, but she was suddenly woken up.

Although it was sudden, she still took a minue to open her eyes. She saw all of her friends: and she got happier when she saw Larissa, she was fun to play with. And Hevel, he was cool.

"Larissa! Hevel!" She shouted, and then saw Izotz, "And Izotz!" She jumped off Kaspartha's shoulders and then began to jump around a little bit, she then remembered that Kaspartha was there. "Hey Kaspartha, I guess you met my friends, yay!" She tackled Larissa and then went back to nudging Izotz. "You have a soft neck, can I sleep there more?" She then remembered she had heard her ask a question while she was half-waking up.

"Our parents are fighting, even mine, and Pillow dragons don't really fight. They don't tell me what they are fighting about, just stay inside, thats what they tell me too do." She said, and began to wrap around her legs, just moving from the burst of energy she got from sleeping.

Kaspartha frowned slightly. She honestly hadn't expected the young ones to know what was going on, but that bothered her. What were the dragons arguing about? Were they talking about her? The thought of fully grown dragons being angered and upset at her presence did little to ease Kaspartha's spirits... Well at least she had a soft neck. That's something.

"Well it's good to see you hatchlings all get along fine... Maybe I'll talk with your parents a bit. I'm sure they can help me get adjusted and all that.

Kaspartha took a minute to take in her charges. All of them were beautiful and special in their own way, she could already tell. Getting to know them is sure to be an adventure! Whether it's Larissa and her rosey smell, Hevel and his beauty, Kivuli and her sleeping habits, or Izotz and his inquisitive manner... Speaking of which, were was Izotz? He was right here!

Oh no, I've already lost a hatchling? I've only been here for a few minutes! This is not good.

"Izotz, where did you go off to," Kaspartha yelled. She hoped he hadn't wandered far. Was this a prank or something? Maybe he decided to go outside.