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Luckster13's Clan

Hi, my name is Lucy and I love dragons!

Venerable Lair

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The Lightning Farm

Clan Info

This is a clan that takes in strays. Nova and Ulises pride themselves on taking in those that were no longer wanted by their former clans. They are feed daily, the only thing is they must pull their own weight for the prosperity of the clan. All are welcome and may love who they wish.

Currently Lucky and Diggen are being taught the ways of being Clan Leaders. Out of all of Nova and Ulises' children (adopted as well) they felt Lucky showed the best qualities for the growing Clan. The journey is long and rough but they have faith they will prosper.

A young guardian was traveling, and judging by the sky she didn't have long before it opened up to reign it's terror on her. Pretty deep in Lightning territory, she decided to dig out a cavern in the side of the canyon she was resting by. With the rock being a lot tougher than her claws could handle, she realized she was going to be there a bit. She was not a small dragon, like many in the clan she left, so the cavern had to be a considerable size if she was going to be comfortable.

Going for a calming fly before the Great Thunder hit, was a tundra. He needed to clear his head for a bit. He was about to marry a mirror he didn't even know, and be stuck with her in a cramped lair for several days. Not his idea of a fun time. Flying high above, realizing this might be the last time he ever gets to do this, he couldn't help but feel his freedom be taken away from him. Looking down every now and then to watch how far out he was going, he didn't want to get caught in the storm the Elders predicted to be the worst in centuries.
Looking down once more, he spotted something out of the ordinary. A guardian digging in an area of the Carrion Canyon. He didn't think anything of it, figuring the dragon was just trying to find shelter before the storm. He flew on not thinking anything of it.
One of the places he loved most to go was a Lightning Farm not far from his family's lair. He would sit in his favorite spot, and watch the lightning dance in the sky. It was so peaceful, the bright blue and white crackles lighting up a dreary sky. Dancing as if they were free. It was everything he ever wanted, freedom to be who he was. To not be told who to love for the sake of the clan.
He didn't stay too long here, for the sky was getting worse. On his way back he saw the guardian still digging. Puzzled on why the dragon didn't get far, he landed and hid in the bushes near by.

She heard the bushes move, but she couldn't tell if it was the wind picking up or another species looking on. She hoped it wasn't a beast clan member, she may have been known as the warrior princess in her past clan but was not prepared for a battle right now. The rock of the mountain was wearing her down the more she dug. She knew she couldn't stop, because the sky was getting worse as she went on.
The bushes moved again. It was either attack or be attacked, and she didn't have time to waste for the latter. So she pounced, only to come into contact with a fur coat so soft she could have fallen asleep right there. It had been weeks since she had a good nights sleep.

He saw the dragon shuffle and turn where it was. When he saw it crouch down and jump for the area where he was in, he knew he had to move quick. He didn't move quick enough before he was hit with a whole lot of dragon.

She looked up from where she landed to find a maroon and purple tundra staring back at her. She saw that he was about three times smaller than her. Snarling with her most aggressive face on, "What are you here for?"

Stunned because no dragon would ever even think of talking to him like that knowing his origins. His family's clan was very well known in Lightning Territory. "Your eyes say you are from this land but your lack of knowledge tells me otherwise" spoken in his stern speech presenting voice. Sadly though he couldn't tell if this traveler was male or female, between the snarling voice and the hood it wore.

The sky began to cry, letting little droplets fall to the ground. "Oh no!" she said. And went back to digging her cavern, forgetting all about the tundra.

Well that answers that question, its a female he thought to himself. Feeling bad about distracting her from her work he said, "Do you need help? I was flying earlier and saw you digging. I see you haven't gotten far, and the Great Thunder is coming."

She forgot he was still there until he spoke up. "No, I can do this on my own, I don't need your help" she said as she dug. Her claws sore and full of cuts, but she kept going.

Angered once again by her ignorance of his rank, he did feel sorry for her though. He saw that her claws were destroyed, bleeding from the wounds the hard rock created. He could tell she was in pain, her face said it all, other than that no one would have been able to tell. She did not whimper or complain like so many of the dragons he knew would have at this point. Seeing all of this he began digging next to her. His claws were used to the rough terrain and had no issues digging through.

She heard claws scraping the rough surface next to her. She glanced from the corner of her eye and saw the tundra working just as hard as she was, to dig away the mountain. Deep inside, she was grateful that the little tundra didn't listen to her.

Digging on, they came to rock that gave way to an open area in the walls of the canyon. It was big enough for a fairly large clan to settle. With her claws bloody and chunks of meat taken from them, she could not be happier that from the place she picked to start digging lead them to this. It was just starting to pour when the rock gave way.

She looked to the tundra, "Thank you for your help. You may stay here 'til the rain passes. You should be good by morning."

Stunned by her words, once again realizing she is not from this territory. "Thank you, but I must be off the storm is gonna last a lot longer than 'til morning."

"How do you know?" She questioned.

He stated, "Unlike you, I know this territory. Grew up here, actually my clan is very well known in these parts."

"Oh" was all she could mutter looking down. It was getting cold, and in her experience it was only going to get colder as night fell. "Well thank you for your help, but if you must be off take this". She knew she had not eaten in a while but had to thank him some how, so she handed him her last bit of food.

He stared at the leech, he saw it was the last of the food she had in her bag. He couldn't accept, one: a tundra does not eat meat, and two: she had nothing left. From here on the storm was not going to get better. "I can't accept this, you need it more than I."

"Then how do I thank you?"

He looked out of the cave and saw the storm had picked up. He knew he would never make it to his clan now. "May I take you up on your original offer? I mean the storm will last a couple of days and I can show you how to get food in this weather" he stated.

Her stomach growled so loud that she thought for sure the tundra had heard. How could she refused? He helped her and she was starving. "Ok" was all she said.

After he showed her several tricks on hunting and forging in the storm, she showed him how to stay warm. Building a fire, she sat down to eat some of the food they gathered. She was cold, hungry, and sore. Noticing the tundra shiver she could only imagine he felt the same even with his soft, fur coat. She found herself saying, "So what's your name?" between bites.

"Ulises, you?"

"Nova, is your clan far from here?"

With the pain of missing his family but not the cramped lair, "Yes, its a bit of a fly, but not too bad. What about you? Is your clan far away, I mean you seem to be by yourself." When he looked at her from his food, he caught her staring at the cavern ground.

Little did they know this was the beginning of the clan they would grow to build together. And grow it would, to be one of the most well known.