Bruton

Very rough none spell check drabble will be updated one day:

Bruton is an aged warrior, his life started when his lone egg hatched in the middle of the night alone in shadows domian. His nest abandoned shattered remains of what would have been his kin around him. Alone in an empty den his start was not a good one. Raised by instincts alone he roamed as a rouge dragon living from one hunt to the next. When he was in his teens he was found by a scouting pack of dragons who took him in and taught him how to live as a true dragon. He learnt of his calling. He was a protector he was told all guardian dragons were but he was yet to find his ward.

None in the clan deemed worthy of the tile. He had no calling to them so he thanked them and left to find his calling to find his ward. For years he travelled as a mercenary helping different clans clear our monsters or beastclans to keep there dens well protected. But as time past Bruton still had not found his ward and dispair crept in as he thought maybe he never would. But one day while trading in the marketplace he felt a tug in his chest, he turned quickly to see across the markets was a female of his kind. Her sandy scales and green wings folded neatly to her back as she spoke with a salemen.

Bruton knew this was his moment. And this was his ward. He rushed to wade his way through the crowded markets to the woman catching out to her he called out. "HEY WAIT! Please! Please tell me your name"

She turned and looked at him this old beaten up warrior chasing her through the markets.

"My name is Crystellia"

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Gene Project From Hatched shadow Egg (scavenged)
Total Gene = 570k of genes, want opal