Orca flew through the desert, looking for dinner. Her group couldn't eat dragon every night otherwise they would be noticed. She saw a SeaWing ahead and flew down. "Hello. Are you ok?" She asked. The SeaWing looked up slowly, clearly dehydrated and overheating from wandering through the desert. She noticed his wing was torn. She gave him some water and he instantly looked better. Orca smiled "I'll carry you to my cave. My group can help you." She said. He nodded "Name's... Fin" she nodded and hauled him back to her cave. They got there and she walked him to a side cave. Before he could process what she did she shoved shackles over his wrists. He blinked then looked at her in hatred "why?" He asked. She didn't answer, only walked away, grinning. The next day Eel went and unchained him, bringing him to the feast room. He followed as Eel explained it was dinner time. When he saw the table he tried to pull free but Eels sharp claws dug into his talon, relentlessly dragging him towards the table. Eel and Orca got him strapped down and he continued thrashing, raspily begging for his life. Orca took the cloth, holding it over his mouth. He stared at her, trying to get free as she dug her claws into his chin to hold his mouth shut. But he didn't relax. She frowned confused and looked at him. She frowned and put the cloth down. Suddenly he vanished, one member screamed. Orca whipped around terrified realizing she'd crossed an Animus. She whipped around, finding one of her members hanging by a pair of chains, arms out far as possible. She screamed as an invisible force made deep gashes down her underbelly. Once it finished that it held her head still, shoving a blade into her eye. She screamed trying to thrash as the group could only watch as he gouged one then the other eye out. One member tried to attack him but he wasn't actually there, he was somewhere else using magic to attack her. They tried untying her but the chains tightened as they tried, causing her to wail in pain as her wrist snapped. They were helpless to watch. She hung there sobbing as Orca could only wait for what was next. Orca watched in horror as he snapped away her ribs, one by one, tearing them out a gash in her chest, each one earning a shriek. Orca knew what he was doing. She'd fallen for a trap, he knew about them before he came. After her ribs all lay on the floor he tore his claws down her whole back he ripped her scales and flesh off the stripe he made, revealing her spine. She shook her head helplessly. He took hold and yanked hard. The group watched in horror as he tore her entire spine out in one swift motion, she quickly twitched and fell limp. He reappeared "Next time. It'll be you, Orca" he snarled before vanishing again. Orca looked at her destroyed friend and thought for a second. "Change of plans. From now on we won't be looking for those who need help, but acting as those who need it. Pretend to be injured, lost, or in some way as a dragon in need of help." Orca ordered and the group nodded and dispersed for talking and whatever else.
This is an extra short story from my series "Flurry Fables", hope you enjoy! Part 84: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1064562154 Part 1: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/964803777