Heart of a Dragon

Alright y’all, the time has finally come!  This blog is going dormant and the new multi-muse blog is finally ready!  *Celebration plays in the background*

Because this message is long (and I know some of y’all’s dashes are about to get flooded) everything else will be under the ‘Read More.’  ^_^

Very rarely was the little one torn between which form to remain in. Being his natural, he preferred to remain as a dragonet, of course. He loved his wings, his ability to listen and truly understand through mental links and to share his own images and experiences. Being able to ‘step’ from one place to the other and all of the other abilities and sensations that he lacked in the form Typhon had taught him to take, they were natural and preferred. But, when looking like a human, it was easier to use words, he could communicate through expressions even if not through images, and even though the communication was different, it was still good.

Chirp wanted to share all of his adventure with Typhon with Finn, he wanted to tell her all about the theme park, and the new perspective he had of the city, of the greenhouse, and of learning words. In his excitement, the little one bombarded her with images and sensations from first meeting the Big One to learning to change shapes, the view from the Ferris wheel, of giving Ty a hug in thanks, the home he had taken to sharing with his friend, and the big greenhouse. The pictures came with his sensations of excitement, confusion while learning, frustration with not being able to use words to tell her, and the comfort and safety he felt with the other dragon, so far as the little one knew there were no explosions of anger. 

Finally, the limitations, and a realization that he might make her unwell from such a sudden outpouring of information, caused Chirp to cut it off. He jumped back on his perch and decided that changing forms would be best. The little dragonling shifted to the young man with hair the color of his previous hide and bright blue eyes. At first Chirp made to jump right back into his story, then a concerned expression clouded his features. “….Finn?” He tried the name out again softly, “…Okay?” He brightened a bit and spread his arms to show her what he could do, “Ty showed me!”

Images raced through Finn’s mind at a breakneck speed and if she hadn’t been a dragon, it might’ve been too much to handle all in one go.  She did her very best to take it all in; to process all of the time Chirp had spent with her brother and the things they’d done together.  She had to admit… some of the information surprised her.  The Typhon she’d known so long ago never would’ve gone out of his way to help another.  And yet this young one felt safe with him?!  It was almost too much to imagine… too much to hope.  Had her brother really changed so much?!

Oh? The little one whistled low and curious. He’d never known that cold was bad for some dragons. His hide, though very soft, was thick and protected him from most things. The place between places was freezing bitter coldness but it didn’t bother him. He was only there mere moments, but still, the cold didn’t hurt. 

Still, Chirp bobbed his little head and in a solem tone said Under-stand. He did too, not how it would be bad, but that it was. The dragonet did not want to do anything that would hurt Typhon. Or Finn. Dragonets had a difficult time remembering things, they had more of a collective instinctual memory for dangerous or extremely important events and that was it. But he didn’t live with flights of the small lizards, he lived with Ty and had learned to change shape and use words, and he was becoming much better at recalling things. Cold hurt big dragons, he committed it to memory.

Almost directly afterward the little one found himself confused again. He tilted his head so that first one and then the other jeweled eye could focus on her. Why? Ty said it. That settled his name in his mind. His person whom he liked very much and had imprinted on had given him that name, why change it? Chirp coasted down from his doorframe perch and landed on a chair. He chirped and whistled happily that he would eagerly share whatever she wanted to know.

Finn felt a little pleased that she’d been able to offer information her new friend hadn’t had before.  She felt his understanding, and was grateful for the solemnity of his response.  Perhaps having the information would actually help her brother.  Good.  Even if it was only from a distance, the woman was glad to be able to help her twin.  They’d been apart… and enemies… for far too long.  This could be the beginning of a new chapter in their lives… with this adorable dragonet at the center, helping to pave the way.

Feeling his sudden confusion, Finn shrugged and smiled.  “Well, having a more human name might draw less attention from the wrong sorts of people…”  She paused, considering the dragonet for a moment.  “Although, perhaps you don’t go out much?  Into the human world, I mean?”  The dragon gave a soft laugh and shook her head.  “It’s a lovely name, but sometimes humans have several.  Myself - for example - my full name is Delphyne, but most people call me Finn.  I also have a last name that the humans like to use - it’s Ilios.  So, Chirp could be your given name, but you could also have another name, too - if you wanted one, of course.”

This is as close as I could get to what Finn’s supposed to look like.  The coloring is actually pretty spot on, it’s the design that’s off.  Finn’s form doesn’t have any ‘hair’ or horns or ears.

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TAGGED BY:  @placebopuppytales tagged me over on Ty’s blog, so I decided to do Finn, too.