Thomas Anvidir
He was nervous. No doubt about that, anyone sensible would be. He'd been accepted into Meadow Blossom, the place where every Anvidir before him has gone to learn about Dragons and forming bonds with them. His already somber features deepened more into a frown, the pressure growing each moment that passed. Today was the day. His first day, and the day he continued his family legacy. He couldn't make a fool of himself, he would become a powerful dragon lord like his forefathers before him. He would do it for them. At that thought his eyes seemed to grow distant, as he paused midstride.
Let it be known, the Anvidir family was once very well known. One of the oldest clans who tamed dragons and other beast of the nature. In the present, they are merely a shadow of their former selves. A forgotten name in the sands of time.
Thomas was the last of this great family.
He had a legacy to uphold, and reestablish.
Today was the day that would determine the rest of his life, and he as an Anvidir would make his hopes of grandeur a reality. The Choosing Ceremony would decide.
And he wanted power.
He sighed, losing his frown for a more impassive expression. He couldn't fear the future, at least not now. He would become strong regardless of if his dragon was weak. A dragon is only as weak as the man who weilds it, his father once told him.
He took a step forward, pulling out of his thoughts. He would carve his own destiny.
And so he continued on to the Choosing Ceremony.
~
Indra the Thunder Light
The black wyvern awoke with a low groan.
There was a peculiar odor this morning, and to this the beast rolled his eyes.
'That time of the year already, hmmm?', he mused.
The hairless monkeys came every year to the large den where they were taught the way of raising hatchlings and "domesticating" them. He believed that was the term he heard the humans call it. Yes, that was it. That bizarre practice of befriending the hatchlings, then making them pets. He snorted at such a thing.
No one can tame a dragon.
Indra hated to sound old, but the youths were misguided. Still the young ones were defended and fed by the hairless apes so he would tolerate them, besides the foolish ones who aroused his anger did make tasty morsels. Indra stretched out his large wings as a boom of thunder shook the mountains he called home, and most definitely alerting all for miles that he has awakened and lucid enough to combat any threats who dare attempt the harm him.
He let out a low humming sound, which slowly grew into a shrill roar which carried out to the winds toward the human den below his lone stormy mountain, calling to the people below. If the scents the winds carried were true, the time was now that he made his presence once more known to the hatchling of human and dragon alike.
"These humans really think they know what a dragon is... Time to inform them", he muttered. Many youths of the human variety seemed to lack the true understanding of a dragons power until it stared right to them. Naive. A dragon is more than a tool, it's a dangerous predator yet powerful ally.
Hatchlings though seemed under the impression humans were their only option for life. Naive, yet that wasn't their fault. If they were raised only knowing of a life serving hairless primates with a slightly larger brain then they would only live as such. He would show them another way. Subservience wasn't a true existence. A dragon is more than a tool, its an entity.
Truth be told, he found himself as a teacher for both man and dragon.
He cleared their preconceived notions, and exposed the truth. That they needed to find respect for one and other to coexist... Neither was better than the other.
Indra leapt off a cliffside with calm grace, his wings folded to his sides as he took a nose dive downwards. The dense clouds, and rain shielded his form aside from the occasional flicker of lightning in the skies. Opening his wings, Indra lifted off into the air with sudden speed as he zipped through the wind off towards the school.
The Storm Bringer was making his rounds.
[Not sure what to do with the dragon yet, we shall see.]
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