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Drago was watching stars at night. I love this forest, he thought. He was sitting on a tree limb. His red dragon eyes were glowing in the dark. His horns were reflecting the moonlight.
His dragon tail started to swing fast side to side. It was an instinct. Someone is here, he thought. He started searching for the potential enemy. He couldn 't see anyone. Then he heard footsteps, coming from the back. He turned to the sound. There was a weird silhouette, he couldn 't guess what creature is it. He was worried. What if it could hurt my animal friends? What if it try to attack me? He was covered by limbs and leaves, no one could see him, but he was prepared to defend yourself. Who is it?

The boy frowned, wincing in pain at the stitches he had put in to help hold the new fresh scars on his cheeks in place, they were loose and made of poor thread, but it was enough for the time being. He had to find his 'FATHER', he was the only one who could heal the wound, the only one the young boy knew that could.

He had gone dark yet again, and the blood from his wounds stained his pale, soft skin. Stained the black sweater which was torn and shredded around his left sleeve, where his claw-ended nub of an arm protruded. The blue button for his left eye was barely hanging from that dark hole of a socket.

Drago couldn 't stand it. He jumped down from the tree and asked : "Who are you?" He was confused. He was worried. What is that creature?

He looked up to see a figure, something he couldn't make out in his current state, which was mixed with fear, pain, and panic. He whimpered, the young teen felt tears fall down his right cheek, he looked at the figure with blurry, widened sea colored eyes. "B-B-Blaynn..." he let out, finding himself hyperventilating.

Drago sensed something. He hid his horns under his blonde hair, his tail simply behind his leg. His eyes stopped glowing. And he changed his claws into a normal human hands. He ran to the silhouette. It was a young boy, with horrible wounds.
"Dude, what happened? Is there any way I could help?" he said, worried that he can 't help him. What happened to him? And what is he doing here?
Questions must wait, he said to himself, this guy needs help.

"'FATHER'...I need...'FATHER'..." he looked up, rather careless of the button replacing what could've been a normal left eye. His left arm, or rather claw-ended nub, was scarred and bloody, mostly from harming himself in his last form. He was weak, and his hyperventilating continued to grow worse and worse with every passing second. Blood leaked down his cheeks from the massive scar on his cheeks from his mouth stretching out. It had been opened yet again, like every other time.

This is really bad, he thought. It was impossible to get answers now.
"I don 't really care if you want or not, but I will carry you to my home. You are really injured, and I think I can help," he said to the boy.
He carefully took the boy to his arms. He walked through the forest, carrying the boy who was already half asleep.
"Everything is okay," he said softly.
After a while, he finally arrived to his "home". It was only a couple of trees, what made something like roof. There was also a campfire, and a lair, made out of leaves . And there was also a wolf. He was sitting there like he was waiting for someone...
It was Drago 's best friend, Razor. He looked at Drago.
Then he said in a Nature language : "Hey, what is going on? Who is that boy?"
"He is really injured, I found him when I was taking a walk," Drago answered, in the same language, "but we don 't have much time. Please hand me some bandages, he is losing too much blood,"
He carefully laid the boy on the lair. I must save him! he thought.

He whimpered as tears fell from his only eye. He had found himself falling unconscious, and he felt darkness consume him. His hyperventilating seemed to have helped in knocking him out. Blaynn's nub of an arm stayed close, showing the true damage which came throughout his time of living, or rather just existing. The scars, stained blood, it was much darker in skin-tone compared to the rest of his skin-tone, which was a pretty fair yet pale color, and it looked and felt rough like fabric. The claws were the ones that were much more bloody, they looked dull yet sharp at the same time, and scars and bruising surrounded every one from where they protruded from what was meant to be a 'hand' originally.

Drago started to bandage Blaynn 's wounds. Then he reached to his left hand. What? What is this? And wait a second... He looked to Blaynn 's eyes. He didn 't has left eye. There was only a button... What kind of creature is he? he thought. He was confused. He didn 't ever seen a creature like this.
He bandaged all Blaynn 's wounds. He looked to Razor, and said in Nature language : "I will find something to eat. Please guard him, and if anything happens, just howl, okay?"
Razor only nodded.
Drago quickly ran through the forest. He found some forest fruit. After that, he found some mushrooms. I think that 's enough, he said to himself. He was leading back, but a little bit slower. He finally arrived. He looked to Blaynn his only eye was closed. He is probably sleeping, he thought, and I shall go to sleep too...He was really tired. He lied on the ground. He covered his tail with his cloak.
"You can go, Razor. Good night,he said.
He closed his eyes. He was so tired... He fell asleep.

He woke up right with the sun. He looked to Blaynn. Is he awake?

Blaynn had found himself awake in a cold sweat, he was shaken up and he felt tears prick his eyes. He was still in a panic, where was he!? He looked around in somewhat of a frenzie, making his almost almond hair fly about, over to see who he guessed was the one he had ran into...yesterday, he guessed. It was lighter out. His face was flushed, and he stared at the unknown male. "w-wha...?" the young boy asked, staring with a widened pupil. He quaked lightly, realizing he had been truly helped by this unknown being, but he couldn't help but let his anxiety get to him.

"Oh, hi, I am glad that you are awake. How do you feel?" he asked and he smiled.
Looks like it helped, [/b]he thought, still smiling at Blaynn. Drago looked at him again.

"...b-better...than before...I guess...uhh.." he put his left 'ARM' behind his back, as if he was afraid he'd hurt him. And yes, he was. He always found a way to screw up and hurt others. "W-where...am I? Who are you?" he asked softly, is mouth sore.

"You are in my "home". You can call it like that, but I live everywhere in this forest. And, my name is Drago. And who are you? I 've never seen a creature like you before," he asked. He really wanted to swing his tail again, but he couldn 't. He didn 't want to scare Blaynn.

"...o-oh...I'm Blaynn...u-uhh...and many have said that, before...hehe..." he chuckled lightly, "i-it's hard to explain...l-let's just say...I'm not a natural creature...o-of any kind." He pushed his 'ARM' on his back just to keep it from moving in anyway, although it ached doing it he couldn't risk it.

"Oh, okay. And why are you here? And what happened to you?" he asked again.
Even if Blaynn didn 't wan 't to talk about his race (?), Drago was fine with that. He was one of the friendliest creatures in the world, and he was loyal to others. So, not a natural creature, huh? But what does he mean with that? No. I will not ask him. He looks like he don 't want to talk about it. That is fine. Everyone has their own secret... Maybe he could be a good friend...

"I-I...my...I was just g-getting out...hehe..." he shouldn't and couldn't talk about everything. How do you even summarize all of those events? He pondered for a moment, looking down at the ground as his eye flickered. "I...was attacked..." was all he could say, "I was attacked by someone I know very well...d-do you know of any cabins or such around here, by any chance?" the blue eyed boy asked.

"If you mean in this forest, then... No. But I don 't know if there are some outside the forest. I never go away from the forest. But, who are you trying to find? I think I should finally go to an adventure. And if I can go with you, I can search for someone too," he said nervously. It was so hard to hold his tail in this position... He almost growled because of it.

"O-oh...uh, I need to go to my 'FATHER', he lives somewhere near the forest I know that. I've never been this deep into it, and so I've gotta find it." he explained, "h-he must be worried sick..." he then mumbled. "Y-you can come with me, i-if you really want...!" he said with a small smile.

"Alright! But, before we prepare for travel, I must tell you something," he said, a little bit scared, "but please, accept me how I am,"
He shook his head a little bit, in order to uncover black horns. Then he took off his cloak. He could finally swing his tail. It was a red and black dragon tail. And two last things... He changed his arms back into claws, and his eyes changed color from green to red.
"I - I am a half dragon. I know, I may look a little bit scary, but I won 't hurt you. And sorry for not telling you that, I thought you could be really scared. But if we go to an adventure together..."

Blaynn's one eye glimmered lightly, as he stared. "A-ah! It's okay, I've seen many creatures, many species, many sizes and shapes. My 'FATHER' is a...how do you say...a wizard? Warlock? Mage?" he chuckled, "I wouldn't be scared of a creature such as you, unless you know...you were trying to eat me-" he let out a soft smile as he tried his best to reassure him. He slowly stood up and stretched, careful of the various bandages that were wrapped on his wounds. "-which happens quite a lot! Anyway, s-shall we get ready?"