The Rebirth Begins

    Ages ago it all began. I don't remember who I was or what my name was but i do know i've been here before. I do know my name in this life is She'arr. I'm an elf and have been alive for 25 cycles. To Earthlings that would be 25 years. I haven't seen an Earthling but we do learn about them in school. I'm about 6ft. tall with short white hair in a mohawk. I love to wear what Earthlings call Goth Gutterpunk like clothes.

    I've always felt drawn to dragons maybe bonded one in another life and now i seek to bond one in this life. I just got wind there may be a way. That they haven't all just disappeared into legend. Now where should i start? I looked around and asked around and a strange begger gave me the answer. He told me to go to the far west woods, there i would find an ancient wizard who'd give me a potion of teleportation and then i can go anywhere in any galaxy.

So i did as the man advised and travel three nights to the far west woods, we call them Abalon. Along the way i ran into a werewolf, more lycanthrope or anthropomorphic wolf then werewolf. "Hi where ever you go may i come along? I live here, I know these woods and i never get visitors." I agreed and told him i was looking for a ancient wizard who lived here. "Ahhhh you mean the crazy hermit as i call him. he's not far just a few quatares from here. I'll take you." (note quatares are about 4 feet in this land). So off we went. When we got there it was a rickety amateur made house of wood. "Is this it?" I asked. "Yes ma'am" the wolf said. I slowly walked up and knocked on the door. "who is it?" screamed a rickety old voice. "I told you he's a hermit he don't like people much" whispered the wolf. " I'm just an elf looking for a way to find dragons." i called. like magic the door opened and the old man ushered us in.

He had a long white beard and whispy hair and one blind popped out eye. He smoked a pipe full of strange bitter sweet herbs and smelled like mud. " yes what you need is the potion of teleportation. sit there and wait." He said in a dominant old voice so I did as he said. "now you two drink." he commanded after a few hours. We drank the potion up every drop. "Why the wolf too?" I shyly asked. "Because he wants to go too but not same clutch as you. Now to teleport you only have to think of what you want and you'll be there simple as that. Now go and let me rest and come back if you need more. you'll know when it ceases to work. good-bye and good night." with that he rushed us out the door by gently pushing us out. Then i heard him lock the door behind us.

"You can stay at my house for the night." the wolf offered and i accepted with just a nod and followed him to his stone cottage home. When we woke in the morning we ate pancakes and drank orange juice then we thought of where we wanted to go and suddenly I wasn't in my homeland and the wolf wasn't with me. I ended up in a place called the Nexus and people there told me the clutch was Caer Paniya's . The mother dragon to be was a lovely purple named Ksotsik and the dad a handsome black Farabak.

 While i waited another wolf, this one a shapeshifter, popped in out of thin air with a following of critters and one, a brown winged wolf was eyeing me. "Hi! my name's Greybone. In the spirit of Christmas I come baring gifts for those who didn't hear or couldn't make it." he joyfully said. "Christmas? what's that?" I asked. "Oh it's a holiday some celebrate. It was an Earth holiday for a baby named Jesus. It's celebrated in part with gifts giving." He answered . "Ah!" I sighed with a smile. "so how this works is you don't choose they choose you." He turned to the critters and asked cautiously, "Who feels a connection with this lady?" Then the winged wolf that had been eyeing me stretched and came bounding playfully to me. I knelt down to pet him behind the ears and under the chin but no other came forward. "Ah.... that one's chose you but i see no other. Well these guys come from what's called a Winter Gather in the Nexus, just so you know. Treat you're new companion kindly, Merry Christmas, and I sha'll see you soon again." He announced and quickly disappeared again. My wing wolf happily licked my face and wagged his tail. "Oh thank you for coming to be my friend. Hmmm how about I call you Little Feather?" I laughed. The winged wolf nodded acceptingly and we went back to watching the hatching together.