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Song: Baby Hotline - Jack Stauber Character: Delicate the RainWing Art: @partypup4 Coding: @partypup4 Book series: Wings of Fire ------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Who disappeared after Splendor?" Glory asked. "Two dragons who were out venom training," said Mangrove. "One of them was having trouble aiming his venom properly, so the other took him away from the village to practice, and neither of them came back." ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Backstory: Delicate was born albino. He was a milky white color and had shocking red eyes. He was often made fun of and he couldn't change his color by choice. Delicate had never been quite good at venom training either. One day Delicate had decided to ask Ocelot, he was incredible at shooting his venom for far ranges and always managed to hit his target. "Please can you help me, Ocelot? I want to be even half as good as you are!" He pleaded. "Of course I'll help out, meet me tomorrow," Ocelot responded with a smile, his smile seemed to light up the world. Delicate felt shimmers of rose pink start to creep across his scales, starting on his chest. "Okay! Seeya then!" ~~~ "Thanks for taking me out here, Ocelot," Delicate said to him. A chorus of birds lifted into the air, making the leafy canopy shake and flutter, leaves slowly dancing in the air. "It's so beautiful." A flower Delicate didn't recognize glittered around the small pond they had settled by. "No problem, I'll help you anytime," Ocelot said. He looked at a tree that towered over him. "I want you to position your jaws and aim at this tree," he said. Delicate nodded his head then pointed his fangs in the direction of the tree. "You can do it!" Ocelot said. Delicate let out a black stream of venom from his fangs, he watched the venom hit the tree and make a smoking, melting hole where the venom had hit. "Whoa!" Delicate heard a rustle of leaves behind him. Ocelot blinked and slowly walked over to Delicate. "Be quiet," Ocelot whispered. "I hear something." Delicate was too scared to move. Suddenly, a large NightWing dropped down from a tree, he knocked out Ocelot before he could fight back and then went for Delicate. "OCELOT!" he cried but it did no good. The NightWing hit Delicate and the next thing he knew the world around him was turning black. The bird's orchestra in the trees quieted. "Ocelot..." ~~~ When Delicate awoke, he realized he was chained. A muzzle was around his mouth so he couldn't spit venom but was still able to speak. The air around him felt polluted and smoke filled the sky. Lava flowed underneath his prison and a large volcano towered in the sky, threatening to explode at any given time. Delicate tried to spread his wings, he had always been good at flying, but he realized his wings were clamped. He was trapped here. Ocelot! He remembered. He turned to the rock wall next to him, there was a small hole where he could peek through, sure enough, he spotted Ocelot, crying in the corner. "Ocelot! It's me, Delicate. Where are we?" Ocelot's head turned in his direction. "Delicate!!" he cried and pink and yellow consumed his golden and black spotted scales. "I-i think we're in the NightWing kingdom. "What-!? What do they need us for?" Delicate said, his voice wavering in fear. "I think they are taking our venom and using it as a weapon. They took me earlier to their laboratory and made me shoot venom at objects, then they took me back here." Ocelot sighed. "I thought they killed you." Delicate smiled bitter-sweetly. "We'll make it through this together." (Conclusion: Ocelot and Delicate had been there for a whole year, trying to survive. Thankfully they made it out alive as they were rescued from the NightWing kingdom by Queen Glory. But both of them are different now. Ocelot and Delicate tend to always have horrible nightmares about the torture and neglect from the NightWing kingdom and are still recovering from their wounds and scars.)
