Chapter One; New Life
Adelais paced the corridor of the mountain cave, long talons clicking on the stone floor. He twitched and swung his head towards the cave in the rear, where a long, lingering hiss could be heard. With an uneasy grumble, the jet-black dragon resumed his pacing.
His friend, Dartlamere, watched him worriedly. "Adelais, you'll wear a hole in the floor."
Adelais sighed. "I can't help it. It's just-"
"It's just that we're in a new territory, it's just that this is your first clutch, it's just that it's Searsa's first as well. Did I get it right?"
Adelais glanced at his bronze-colored friend appraisingly. "Yeah, you got it right." He padded out to the ledge, standing in the sun and letting it warm his dark scales. He swished his tail as another hiss ripped through the cave.
Dartlamere shook his head. He could feel the waves of worry coming off of his friend, but there was really nothing he could do until Searsa finished clutching. He swung his head around at the sound of talons clicking in the tunnel to the back cave, and his whole demeanor brightened as his mate, Idira, strode out, grey scales gleaming even in the dim light of the cave.
Adelais turned too, nearly bounding over to Idira, anxiously awaiting what she had to say.
Idira snorted in amusement, blue eyes gleaming. "Relax, Adelais! Everything went fine. Your brood is three eggs."
Adelais's red eyes lit up, and he started towards the cave he shared with his mate.
"Adelais! Leave her be. She needs rest, not your worry."
The small flock's leader looked at Idira in shock, unused to this commanding tone. After a moment, he nodded. "Should I hunt?"
Idira nodded. "She'll be hungry later, but don't be surprised if she doesn't want anything right now."
Adelais nodded, and leaped out of the cave, spreading long, ebony wings. Their small mountain sat in the middle of a forest, on the outskirts of which was a village. The dragons had quickly learned that the village was not the best place to hunt - Dartlamere still had an arrow scar in his shoulder.
The black dragon glided around a bit, before he spotted an elderly deer. Dropping quietly, he snatched it up in long claws, killing it before it really had time to feel fear. Turning back to the mountain, he noticed a long tower of smoke spiraling into the sky. It seemed relatively far away.
Shrugging broad shoulders, Adelais muttered to himself, "Probably just a wild fire."
A few moments later, he landed carefully on the ledge. He took the deer in his mouth and headed to Searsa's cave, ignoring Idira's glare of warning.
Quietly entering, he felt a warm glow of pride. Searsa, her scales a brilliant ruby red, was curled around a trio of eggs. One had a blackish tinge, one reddish, and the last a golden hue. The golden-hued one was also the smallest. Adelais frowned, but shook it off. He placed the deer at his mate's head and curled around her, twining his tail with hers and covering her and their eggs with a long wing.