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About the Dragon


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Name: Fuere
Nicknames: none
Gender: female
Stage: Hatchling
Home: With J
Special trait: Fire elemental dragon - Breaths fire, flame retardent, flame manipulation, skin burns to the touch other then her bond.
Likes: Hot things, playing with fire, watching things burn, talking mentally with J
Dislikes: Cold things, water, seeing embers die, being away from J
Favorite food: Hot coals and burnt food
Personality: Happy and talkative as long as the day. Fuere is however outwardly mute. She can only communicate mentally. She automaticly attached herself to J while in her egg and, has since her hatching, become even more attached to her human friend/future bond. She acts as his eyes and keeps him warm when he needs her to. Since her hatching J is the only one who can touch her physically.

The meeting

There in the darkness I saw a light. It filled me with wonder. You may ask why it was a wonder. You see I am blind. I have been since birth. Yet there before me I saw a light, a beacon if you will, call me. I felt my way there...to the light. Though I was blind the forest was second home to me. Ever since I was young I had walked here despite my handicap. It soothed the rage inside of me. At length my hands found a door of sorts but it was not shut all the way and creaked open at my slightest of touches.

"Come in my dear. I have been waiting for you." an elderly voice croaked out. I was scared to be sure but I was also curious to find out who this person was and how they knew I was coming. At my pause in the doorway I felt a leathery old hand touch my own and I flinched at the strange sensation coursing through me. "Now, now, my pet. I am only going to help you find what you came here for."

It was then that I noticed that the light was gone. I had lost sight of it and my heart fell. "Oh don't you fret child. She is still here. She just went to sleep." The aged voice said. I think whoever it was it was a woman. The voice was so rough it was hard to tell though. I was lead to a seat near what I think was a fire. At least that is what I thought of at first. "Here you are. Now just hold out your hands and I will make sure they are nice and warm." So far the old grandmother hadn't done anything to hurt me. I guess she was counting on my naevate and she was right to count on it because I held them out closer to the assumed fire.

There was a slight cackle from the woman making me start to feel nervous again. I tried to pull my hands back but found that I couldn't move them. In fact they were being drawn closer to the heat. I panicked as I fought to regain some control but all for naught. My hands wrapped around a searing hot shape and I screamed. It was so hot...too hot...surely my hands would be burned right off to the bone. And then there was an explosion of light stronger then the gentle light before. "Yes. Yes! She likes you my child." The hag chortled with perverse delight as I screamed until my throat was hoarse and tears fell from my unseeing eyes. The tears hissed as they fell on the elliptical shape in my hands and slowly the heat started to go away.

I slouched forward as the heat died slowly. It didn't go away completely but just enough as to stop the burning of my hands. "Now...now she is your's" The old witch said making me turn my head in her direction. "Wha?" That was all I could get out.

"My dear you are now the proud owner of a fire dragon egg. Keep her well and she will be of more help to you then anything else." Her voice was actually calm and I could tell she was very serious. Then there was a gust of something, wind maybe but I suspect something very different then that. It flew all around me and I instinctively drew my hands and the egg still inside them closer to my body.

The next thing I know my senses are hit with the sounds and scents of the forest. The hut I was in not more then a few seconds ago was gone and I was left standing the the forest holding an egg. A dragon egg to be exact. I sighed and fell to my knees exhausted by my experience. The night was cold and unfriendly feeling. I brought the egg closer to my chest even as my hands ached from the heat. Turning my head towards the heat I saw the faintest glow. It was the light again...and this time she told me her name. Feure kept me warm all night and the next day I kept her safe as I tried to find my way home.