Draox Backstory 2Clunk. Clun-clunk.
Orva tossed a few more logs of wood onto the pile. The sky was beginning to darken and the sun was sinking below the horizon. Draox was sitting on a pile of soft grass, leaves and a few feathers, staring at the pile of wood with interest.
Orva smiled warmly at him and began sorting the extra logs into a pile close by, so she could add them easily if she needed to. When she finished, she tossed a few twigs into the middle of the main fire pit. Then she sat down next to her little companion, watching as the sun continued to move down below the mountains in the distance.
"I'm cold." He squeaked in his little voice.
Orva nodded slightly and sat up. She breathed a bit of fire onto the wood and watched as it caught the flames. When she looked over at Draox, his eyes were wide and he actually looked a bit.. afraid.
"What's the matter? The fire will keep you warm." She said.
He shuffled backwards a bit. "The first thing I saw.." he said. "When I opened my eyes.. It wa
Draox Backstory 1Out of all my characters, no one's history has changed throughout time as much as Draox's. When I first made him, he was a dragon that came from outer space, crashing into this planet like a meteor. Then he became a representation for my crush. Then, his father was evil and had taken control of the land he was born in and wanted his son to follow in his footsteps, but of course, Draox didn't want to be evil.
How original, right?
But now, I think its time Draox got a proper backstory. He was one of my first real characters, so I think he deserves it.
When his eyes first opened, there was fire all around him. The orange and yellow flames engulfed the trees and grasses around him. He huddled into his shell, trying to hide from the bright, burning horror. But two hands had reached inside and scooped him out. But these hands were gentle, and held him with care. He was held close to something, still wrapped in the safety of the unknown creature's arms. The golden newborn hea
VolcanoI'm a ticking time bomb
Sitting dormant like a volcano
My blood is boiling like magma.
I'm screaming for you to go
You people don't even expect
The power I'm to unleash.
But soon I will hear
The howls of pain you'll screech
My nails will drip with blood
My teeth bared in a snarl
Anger and hate flowing
Soon you will all fall.
So you should prepare youself.
For I'm about to cave.
My anger's taking over
Like a massive, giant wave.
And when its finally over
And the damage has been done
You'll need someone to blame
And I will be the one.