Andrew

When anything attacks, we attack back.

Andrew was specifically made and gifted by the Gladekeeper with no exact parents. However, she had sent him over to his breed's homeland, The Southern Icefield.
Andrew had learned to survive the harsh weathers by no other than the Icewarden himself by talking in his head in light whispers to guide him along. By the time he was 6 days old, an adult, he had, somehow, been able to find plants in the harsh snow.
Then he was off, to the Viridian Labyrinth.
When he finally arrived, he was in awe. The plants were actually shown through the earth, unlike the southern icefield, where he had to dig and dig for a single blade of grass.
He fell in love with it.
He would frolic for hours upon hours in the lush flowerfields, constantly eating and flourishing in absolute happiness.
That's when it hit him.
He should build his lair here.
So he did.
He always had the dream of setting up a clan with all species, so he combined every single breed's way of lair into his own.
After a while, an azure female took notice of his work.
Her name was Sallyon.
After a while, the two became mates and had their first litter, Birdyell and Winston.
Caratacus & Cowbell were welcomed into the clan.
Geyser came after that.
The clan kept growing and growing and growing.
Birdyell had decided to exhalt herself to the Gladekeeper.
No matter how much her mate, Cowbell, begged, he couldn't stop her.
Oh, how he wished he could.
On a particular day when the Tidelord and the Windsinger allied themselves and sent rainclouds over the land, Spitfire flew over the Clan of a Quill's Flight.
He gave a small letter to Andrew, one to Sallyon, one to Cowbell, one to Geyser, and one to Quinton.
He flew off.
They each read what it contained.
An arrow of guilt and sorrow pierced their hearts.

Dear Birdyell's relatives,
I am sorry to bring upon you the news that every parent, friend & foe dreads.
Birdyell was killed.
In a battle against an emperor, the plague elemented head took a bite at her neck.
It killed her from infection soon after.

Andrew bumped up security percautions.
Every dragon was on-end. Would the emperor attack them next?
No.
In order to keep him and his clan and his family safe, he changed deities.
He and his clan now settle in the Earthshaker's domain.
They are safe.





Or are they...?


ever since the indicent, Andrew became ruthless. he no longer wished for all dragons to be happy. he wished only his clan to be happy. his and his only.
plague and arcane dragons got the worst of his impenetrable anger. he blames plague for his daughter's death and arcane for the earthshaker's slumber. once he found out the arcanist helped the shade destroy the pillar, he saw beyond the fact that the god had raised himself, having nobody to tell him the shade was a bad thing.
he just saw a god who betrayed his kind.
cowbell and quinton serve as his bodyguards, Sallyon a right-hand-man. the medics are still the medics, Andrew just doesn't let them heal certain dragons.



an emperor attacked the camp. no dragons died, except..
except Andrew.
Andrew is now dead. he no longer exists, except as a spirit.


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