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Astraeus

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"Rae", guard, rivals with Aerico
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Male Skydancer
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Biography

{Quote is a w.i.p.}
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Astraeus, Part 1, Volume I
The plan.
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Continued from Lumiere Part 2


“All right, boys! Gather ‘round!”

An orange and brown Nocturne clothed in a wolf’s cape was addressing the blue-striped Spiral and purple-pied Skydancer slumping before him, their heads held low and their pink and red eyes were half-closed.

“Why must we go?” the Skydancer, Astraeus, asked. “I don’t think either of us has gotten any good sleep last night,” he yawned.

“Ha,” the Spiral, Aerico, laughed half-heartedly. “Should’ve known that you’d want to back out.”

Astraeus tried to glare, but failed in the attempt. Turning back to the orange dragon, he wondered, “How come you aren’t exhausted? Weren’t you taking over the night shift last night?”

The Nocturne, Bogatyr, lifted one corner of his mouth in a smile, his eyes seemed to glow beneath the mask. “Alyss has given me some herbs so that I’d be able to make today’s flight. And Lord Kelpbeard knows that I’m the one of the few who knows the area well.”

Astraeus slowly blinked. “And what about us?” he asked as both he and Aerico yawned in sync.

“Because it was Lord Kelpbeard who ordered it. He wouldn’t be sending us on this mission if he didn't think it weren’t important,” Bogatyr finished, eyeing both dragons.

The Skydancer and Spiral perked up. “You can count on me!” they both answered before freezing and casting angry glares at each other.

Bogatyr noticed movement coming from behind Astraeus and Aerico. Glancing up, he saw a grey Mirror and a white Nocturne bounding towards them. “And it won’t be just us. We’ll be having the assistance of the great wizard himself! Glad to see you’re finally up, Dewlap.”

Dewlap slowed his pace to a stop just beside Aerico...before sidling away a few short steps. “Just had a...rough sleep,” he muttered.

“Not you, too,” Bogatyr shook his head.

Dewlap cocked one brow in confusion before glancing around. “Wasn’t Ari supposed to be coming with us, as well?”

The Nocturne’s question was answered with groans from Astraeus and Aerico.

“That he is,” Bogatyr grinned from underneath his wolf cape. “He’ll be in charge as soon as he gets back. Better wish your friend bon voyage, Rocky, before he shows up.” The orange dragon turned his back and gazed towards the forest on the horizon.

Rockpools widened all four of his blue eyes. “Why can’t I—”

“Your father doesn’t need you knowing what we’re about to face,” Bogatyr interrupted the Mirror.

A smile escaped Rocky. “I already—”

“Rocky,” Dewlap hissed.

Rockpools stared at the white Nocturne beside him. “Not you, too.”

Dewlap gripped the Mirror’s hood with one paw and turned the young drake around with him. “If you already know, then why in Sornieth would you want to come and risk having...it happen again?” he asked in a hushed but stern tone.

Rocky released a shaky sigh. “Okay. I only wanted to come so that nodrake would control me.”

“And you thought you’d be safer around two soul searchers?”

“I admit, not the best idea,” the Mirror grinned sheepishly.

Before Dewlap could respond, another voice rang out overhead.

“Are you boys ready?”

The dragons on the ground looked up. A yellow Fae with brown wings glided down towards them. The banner on one of his wings fluttered in the breeze.

Astraeus and Aerico stood straight and they each raised a paw to their brows in a salute. “Yes sir!” they both shouted.

“No! You’re not!” The Fae landed gently next to Bogatyr. A grim expression on his small face, the Fae, Ari, continued. “Nodrake is ready for what we’re about to be dealing with...Rocky, what are you doing here?” he asked the Mirror as he eyed him with crimson eyes.

Rocky opened his mouth to respond, but Dewlap answered for him. “He was just leaving,” the Nocturne told Ari.

“You’d better head back, Rocky,” the Fae instructed the young Mirror. “The sooner we leave, the sooner your friend will return.”

Rocky widened his jaws to argue, but Dewlap raised one pale paw in front of the grey dragon, who then slumped his shoulders in defeat.

“Stay with Big Red,” Dewlap advised him.

Rocky slowly nodded as he watched the Nocturne stride back to the other dragons.

Ari cleared his throat before speaking. “Rocky.”

The Mirror smiled crookedly. “Right, yeah. Guess I’ll just...go. Back inside.”

The other five dragons waited until Rockpools was gone from their sight. When Ari barked, “Right then!” everydrake except Bogatyr nearly leaped out of their scales. “Who else other than Bogatyr and myself know what we’re going up against?”

When Astraeus and Aerico finally started lowering their paws, Dewlap decided to keep both of his own down.

“I wouldn’t’ve expected the king to have told you,” the Fae rasped. “Out there,” he pointed one yellow claw to the forest on the horizon, “is somedrake dangerous. A dragon with the power to invade the minds of others and change them. A soul sucker.”

“This task is soul sucking,” Astraeus replied curtly. Aerico covered his mouth with one white paw to muffle his snickers. Dewlap raised one palm to his pale face and silently groaned.

Ari darted up the the Skydancer, not hiding the anger in his voice. “You think this is a joke?” he asked, shoving his face into the pied dragon’s, whose pink eyes had now widened. “You won’t be laughing when his eyes meet yours,” the Fae’s red eyes locked onto those of Aerico, who leaned back.

“I have a question,” Dewlap raised his paw from his face.

Ari and Bogatyr directed their gazes to the pale dragon. “Yes, Dewlap,” the Fae said.

“If the four of you are already going, why does Lord Kelpbeard need me to come, too?”

Bogatyr cracked a smile. “Surely you must be joking.”

When Dewlap cocked one dark brow, Ari answered for him. “What he means is that the king thought it would be a good idea to have a dragon with your powers to help us find that creature,” the elderly Fae practically spat the last word.

Dewlap swallowed. “Right.”

“Right then!” Ari barked again. “Let us waste no more time. The king wanted us out there at dawn and I’m sure he wouldn’t take too kindly if he knew we were still here.” Standing as tall as he could, the Fae’s crimson eyes blazed. “We have a dragon to hunt.”

Astraeus and Aerico shuddered as they stepped closer to Ari and Bogatyr. Nodrake noticed Dewlap hanging back as Ari told them their plan.

“My. They’re serious about this, eh?”

The voice beside the white Nocturne made him jump. Dewlap glanced at the dragon beside him and then scowled. “Rocky!” he hissed in a whisper. “What’re you doing back here? And how’d you sneak up beside me so quietly? You’re bigger than me.”

The Mirror smiled. “Well, you’re right about one thing. I am bigger than you.”

Dewlap cocked a black brow at the sudden change in Rocky’s voice as it deepened. The Nocturne’s pale eyes widened as he saw the grey mouth begin to turn blue, and the head of the Mirror was replaced with one belonging to an Imperial.

“So,” Lumiere smiled, “just what are you going to do when you find them?”

“I don’t know,” Dewlap sighed. Stiffening, he asked, “’When’?!”

“Or if, whichever you prefer,” Lumiere said as he changed his face once more to look like Rocky’s, and he raised one paw to inspect his claws. “I’d still be careful if I were you,” his voice lightened slightly.

“Would we even be able to search each other’s memories?” Dewlap asked.

For the first time, Lumiere dropped his grin. His eyes boring into Dewlap’s, he added quietly, “I wouldn’t worry about your soul.” He turned around and walked back to the castle before Dewlap could respond.

The white and black Nocturne could only stare after him for a few moments before he heard the rough voice of Bogatyr call to him.

“I don’t know about you, Dewlap, but the rest of us would rather not wait around for Kelpbeard to find out that we’re still here.”

Dewlap slowly turned around and strode towards the small group, silently promising to keep each of them safe.

“Right then!” Ari barked. “Is everydrake ready?”

Astraeus and Aerico cast confused glances at each other before turning back to the elder Fae. “No?” they both asked, uncertain.

Ari rolled his red eyes. “The answer I’m looking for is ‘yes’.”

The Skydancer and Spiral both stood taller. “Yes sir!”

“That’s more like it!” the Fae exclaimed as he turned around and spread his delicate brown wings, the banner flowing in the growing breeze. “Let’s fly.”

Each other dragon spread his own wings, and Bogatyr moved to stand next to Dewlap. Without another word being spoken, all five dragons kicked their feet off of the ground and beat their wings. Nodrake looked back as grim expressions clouded each face.
...


Dewlap tightly shut his eyes as he heard the two dragons to his left quarrel with each other. Just what was stopping him from heading back?

“I bet I’ll be the one to capture that soul sucker!” Aerico shot.

Oh. Right.

Astraeus snorted. “In your twisted dreams.”

Aerico’s serpentine body writhed as he darted through the thin clouds. “H—”

But the Spiral didn’t get to finish his “Ha!” as Dewlap finally lost whatever patience he had left. The Nocturne whipped out one paw in front and flicked two claws. The jaws of Astraeus and Aerico were now bound shut by an invisible force, though it didn’t stop them from trying to scream out muffled threats to one another.

Astraeus lunged at Aerico and crashed into the Spiral, causing both dragons to tumble through the air. When they spun closer to Dewlap, Aerico’s sheathed sword tapped the pale Nocturne’s side and Dewlap inhaled sharply as he sprang to the right, almost bumping into Bogatyr.

“Huh,” the orange drake said, “haven’t seen them go at each other like that in a while.” He flew underneath Dewlap and sprang up between the Spiral and Skydancer, who now gave up their fight. “Alright that’s enough, you two.” Bogatyr glanced back to Dewlap. “You mind?” he asked before eyeing the mouths of the other dragons.

Dewlap released a small sigh. “I suppose,” he said as he snapped his claws.

Astraeus stretched his jaws open. “Thank you, Dewlap. Though I’m afraid I’m going to miss his silence.”

Aerico opened his mouth—

—but before the Spiral could spit out a retort, Bogatyr spread his brown wings further apart and glared hard at them. “I want no more of this,” he whispered in a growl, “or I’ll be sending the both of you back myself.”

The pied and striped dragons widened their pink and red eyes and slowly closed their mouths, saying nothing more as they turned their heads to stare straight ahead of them.

“Good,” Bogatyr brightened.

The view before the group began to clear, and Ari called back to the others. “Almost there, lads! We’ll be finding somewhere to land soon.”
...


Later, the five dragons had scouted and then discovered a small clearing in the darkening forest. Aerico and Astraeus complained as they dropped heavy logs onto the ground before the others. Ari and Bogatyr were discussing something to one another, and Dewlap was digging a claw around in one ear.

“I don’t see how we can start a fire with these,” Astraeus pointed out. “They and every tree in this place are just as damp as the castle. If not more,” he finished, grumbling.

“On it,” Dewlap said.

The white Nocturne only received strange glances from everydrake around him.

“And how exactly will you do that?” Astraeus asked, drooping his eyelids.

“Like this,” Dewlap cracked a smile as he pulled his claw from out of his ear and flicked it towards the pile of wood. The logs were instantly set ablaze.

“So,” Dewlap began as everydrake took a seat around the fire, “what’s the big plan here?”

“In order to find this drake,” Bogatyr spoke up, “we’ll have to split up.”

“Great idea,” Dewlap said. “I’ll be group number one, by myself.”

“Now I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” Ari rasped. “You may not know the area as well and Bogatyr and I.”

“Oh come on,” Bogatyr grinned, “he’ll be fine on his own. He’s a wizard, after all.”

A shaky sigh escaped Ari. “Well, Dewlap, are you certain you’re okay with...” the elder dragon trailed off when he turned to Dewlap. The pale Nocturne was staring straight ahead.

Astraeus turned his head around to look behind him before looking back to Dewlap. Raising one brow, the Skydancer said, “It appears that he’s fascinated with those glowing mushrooms.”

“Yes. I’ll be...” Dewlap squinted before continuing, “fine...on my own...”

“Are you sure?” Astraeus asked.

Dewlap’s body shook as he snapped out of his trance. “We shouldn’t be here.” Turning to face Bogatyr and Ari, though not meeting their eyes, he asked, “What does this drake look like?”

“Tall, dark, and sparkly,” Bogatyr smirked. “A Wildclaw.”

Dewlap’s brows furrowed and he turned away. “Oh.”

“You met them before?”

Dewlap shook his head. “I must be mistaken.”

“I’ll save you, Vicky...”

Everydrake turned their gazes to Aerico, who was fast asleep and muttering in his dreams. When his striped tail curled towards that of Astraeus and started to wrap around it, the Skydancer recoiled and whipped his tail away.

“For once, he’s right,” Astraeus grumbled. “I think I’ll turn in, as well.”

“Right, boys,” Ari said, “we’ve got a long day tomorrow. Let us all sleep under the watchful eyes of the stars.”

As everydrake began readying for the night, Dewlap extinguished the campfire with a wave of one paw. Bogatyr removed his wolf cape and lay it underneath his head, and Ari and Astraeus stripped off each piece of armor before they, too, curled up on the ground.

Dewlap had waited until they were all asleep. Lifting one paw above his head, a shimmering green bubble surrounded all five dragons. Knocking on the bubble, and satisfied that it was now solid, Dewlap removed the sagging hat from his horns and wrapped his burlap mantle around his body and took his turn to lie on the damp floor. Sighing, he pressed a palm to the ground and the dirt instantly dried out underneath him and the others. Stretching, the Nocturne relaxed before finally drifting off.
Continued in Pierce Part 1
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