I could not help but wonder just why this young halfing, so abused by those around her, continued to show such kindness. The anger I felt as seeing her as such a small child being shoved and hurt was a decent warning, or assurance, to my rider. Should anyone even think to harm her, and I would know thanks to my prowess with the mental plane, they would have to answer to me. The ability to strip a creature of their soul was a scary thing, while not easy in the least.
I noted how quickly everything seemed to happen for my new Bonded. My body shuttered to think of Malakai, the red dragon I had met so many years ago. It was when we were both still so young and naïve. I was born in freedom while he hatched to a human hand. I had berated him then for it as well, scoffing at the thought of being bonded to a human. However, now I understood the love that came along with it. Not something dragons experience often, nor very naturally. I allowed my feelings to wash over my rider and was greeted with the same response. The feelings of being so intermingled at the moment it was difficult to tell which one of us ended and the other began.
My mind turned back to Malakai and the event that had led to our meeting.
I was diving in and out of the rocks, my agility far beyond any of the dragons who pursued. All except one. A green male who was quite nimble, yet also quite a bit lager than my own size. I began to outpace him fairly easily with a bit of time and weaving. However, while I was preoccupied with the green, I did not notice the large red who dropped from the sky only to pin me to the next cliff edge.
Just as I felt his claws connect with the base of my wings, I twisted away as we landed in a swirl of dust and debris. He was quicker on the ground than in the sky. I sensed he has been waiting for me in ambush. My silvery blue scaled dulled with the dirt as I maneuvered away from him, my smaller size allowing me to slip away.
“Why?!” I snarled at him.
“Simply hear us out! This land is in danger and we need dragons in our ranks.”
“Your kind must be desperate if it chooses to take others’ freedom away!”
We slowly circled each other as he thought of what to say next. “Nay, we simply offer you a connection that can compare to no other!” I could tell that he believed the words he spoke, for he attempted to connect to my mind. I recoiled in response, throwing up my mental barriers as harshly as possible and roaring my rage at him. He gasped and stumbled under the sudden onslaught. If not for his rider, I could very well have broken his mentality, leaving him as nothing but a simple beast. I could here him and his rider converse through their mental link.
She has such power! We must flee, Malakai! We are not strong enough for this.
No! he answered in desperation to his rider. We need one wish such power. The likes of a silver have not been seen in a long time, even by my kin.
I snarled again and delved deeper into his mind, wanting to know just what he thought he might get away with it. And that is when I gave their connection the briefest of brushes. Such a beautiful color was the tendril that I couldn’t help but admire it. So much love and so much life. Not the slave I thought him to be.
My entire learning from my brood mother in question, it was my turn to gasp and released his mind immediately. As soon as my grasp was released, he threw up mental blocks to keep me out. They were child’s play to me, however, I stared at him with utter confusion and shock. I could see his muscles tremble from the exertion I had placed on his mind and body. He glanced at me with a slightly knowing look, tinged with a bit of fear as his rider was finally able to urge him to take flight and flee. I roared as he went, chasing him from the cliff. In my confused rage of my beliefs being shook to their core, I turned and flew my own direction.
Back in my own time once more, I knew I had shared that flash back with my bonded just as she had shared hers with me. There were ways to block such things, however, that would take time for her to learn. He was kind, but his fleet took many eggs. My anger at the event still showed, but more importantly, my utter and complete sadness. None were of my brood, as I have never had any, however, I knew many Den Mothers who lost some of the eggs.
Back to the events at hand, I saw the village come into site. “Ela’Streel, land outside of the village, towards the clearing there. That’s where the healer’s hut is.” I nodded my understanding of her not wanting to terrify the villagers. It was not every day a wild dragon flew overhead. And when they did, they often burned everything they encountered.
Landing as gently as possible, I allowed Nyssa to dismount and noted that it was more graceful this time. But only a chuckle. Bonded, you may call my Ela, for we are not required to be so formal to each other. She looked up with me with her large, glittering eyes as she nodded. Nyssa. I tried her own name. I knew that if I were to speak aloud, the “ss” in her name would come as a slight hiss. Let me know if you have need of me. You have my power. I saw that she acknowledged and she ran a hand over my claw as she moved to the hut where the sick girl waited. I also knew she did not entirely understand what I had meant when it came to my power being hers. She had all of the untapped and limitless magic power that a dragon holds. Has no one explained to my young bonded just what being bonded meant?
I grumbled at the thought. Only male riders? I scoffed at the thought again. A male rider would not be able to keep up with my agility in the sky. A pure blood elf would be too haughty to trust in my maneuvers and a human would be far to clumsy. No, my little halfing suited me just right. Her size was perfect against my back, as she resulted in no incompetence in my abilities. Yes, and it was also quite fitting that a healer had taken her in. For even with all of my magic and all of my abilities with mental and physical combat, or even all four elements, healing was one of my most special and most rare. It was good that my abilities will be accessed by one with such a kind and gentle heart. I may have had to submit myself to the Beyond if someone evil or with ill intent were able to bond with me.
I settled down as quietly as a large beast could, folding my wings around me and curling as one might see a cat do. I closed my large orange eyes and silently attended with Nyssa as she went into the cottage of the healer. I could sense everything that was being said and done, as well as thought my Nyssa. A bond such as this was remarkable. I touched out link once more to let her know that I was indeed with her in support, again a rush of warmth greeting me in reply.