Dragon in a Teacup |Thera|

[Desperanza]

The morning was climbing high once again. The mists were beginning to rise and the stir and flutter of activity was beginning to start up once again. While sprites woke and others fluttered about their homes and the gardens of Celeste Falls, the world of Titania began to come to life once again. However, the Fairy Queen had been awake for some time already. She had awoken from her bed of ivy closer to the dawn just before the color began to stain the sky for worry and thrill filled her veins. She had to check her baby dragon. Lifting herself from bed had been an easy task and now, with a flutter of her wings, she pulled herself from her court once more, having spoken with a few of her fellow sprites she now pulled herself from her work for a while instead to check on her newest little baby even while her own grew within her womb. She itched for the touch of her mate, her lover, she wished to be close to him once more but her worry for the little baby soothed and distracted her all at once now.

As she fluttered to the edge of her own castle landing, the tallest building within her realm, she lowered down the twisting trunk of the tree approximately ten feet down the trunk to a hollow of which she had crafted specifically for the female dragon to take residence in. With her little home, the baby could be close to her make shift mother and vice versa for the fairy worried to let her too far from her sight and nor could she necessarily bring the larger dragon into her own bed. The thought made the female giggle. Lowering herself, she fluttered to the edge of the hollow before touching her bare feet to the smoothed wooden floor, her emerald eyes scanning the white mass of soft fur that would someday no doubt shed away into gleaming, protective scales. At the moment however, she was just a mass of baby parts and fur and whiskers. Titania smiled, her hands folding over her heart as her motherly instincts kicked in and her eyes filled with tears for a moment as thoughts of her own little one filled her mind. Would she be birthing a dragon? A shifter perhaps? Would her baby be something like this? She sighed, brushing the tears away before stepping forward.

She lowered her hands and passed her fingers through the baby fur with a light smile, her eyes gazing over the form of the little one, checking that she had made it through the night all right. Her hands paused, resting at the chest and stomach of the little one, checking for steady breaths and once satisfied, she straightened once again with a curt nod before she bent forward and pressed a kiss to the forehead of the beautiful baby girl. Her dazzling white fur and her feminine body were beautiful and Titania already loved her. She smiled and stroked the dragon gently for a few moments before she was finally able to separate herself and she turned to make her way to the mouth of the hollow once more, gazing out towards the winding paths, the immense trees that lifted throughout her realm, the tree houses that spotted the trees, the colorful sights of the sprites. This was her world, her sanctuary. This was the world in which her baby dragon was to be raised.

Sighing softly, she assigned a sprite from her court to keep an eye on the sleeping baby until she returned, fluttering out into the air, pondering what she would feed the little one for breakfast. Typically, her diet consisted of ambrosia, heavenly fruits naturally grown here in the world of the Fairy Realm. She was delivered the freshest glittering produce of which she fed from each day when she was at some point hungered. Now, she wondered whether the baby dragon would be satisfied with this diet, worrying that she would require meat as well. She had nothing to feed her of meat from her own realm so she finally decided to take Thera from the Realm later in the day to allow the child to hunt. With a nod of satisfaction she made her way out to the more overgrown corner of her realm, the area where the sprites’ forest of sorts was settled, the area where their food grew for each sprite in turn typically fed from fruit as well and now, as she gazed through the floral and fruit speckled gardens, she selected a basket from a tree that was decorated with hundreds of them. Sprites often left them here for others to use on their own picking sessions and often were returned or replaced when used. She selected one of the largest that she could find and set off to picking from the garden.

She at first selected a plump watermelon which she set into the basket before surrounding it with berries of many sorts including blueberries, strawberries, and raspberries. She filled the basket, kneeling among the berry patch on her knees. Her golden locks fell down her back in an array and with the time to herself, her thoughts were once again winding around her mate. Even though they were separated, she still held him tight within her heart which now yearned for him and her wings itched to carry her there to where he was. The ache became so heavy that she nearly abandoned her job to run to him, to fly as quickly as her wings would carry and as fast as the wind could push her until she was once again secured within his arms but with a shuddering sigh, she hurried her work. After nearly an hour of picking, the basket was filled and hard to carry. She gave a soft grunt as she carefully stood and tugged the heavy basket into the air, feeling that familiar ache once more, knowing that if Kaori were there, he would help. She smiled at the thought of the tall, dark featured man lifting the basket as if it were filled with air as opposed to the tiny fairy who lugged it carefully as if it were filled with rocks. Her tinkling laughter filled the air for a moment and oddly enough, tears spilled down her cheeks.

During her flight back, she cried. She felt bittersweet emotions within herself at the moment. She felt as if she was in mother training and yet she rather felt as if this was something that she should be sharing with him, with Kaori. He would know what to do with the baby dragon. Being a dragon himself, he would know what she knew and he would be able to teach her and speak to her. She smiled at the thought but still, tears touched her cheeks and she finally gave a small cry of frustration. Her changing hormones were tying her emotions in knots and while she always longed to be with Kaori when they were separated, the feeling was more so heavy now as it had always been and she nearly dropped her basket of breakfast for the baby dragon. With a wince, she sniffled and sighed, finally lighting down upon the edge of the hollow once more as she prayed that her tears would end soon. She upended the basket, emptying the contents onto the floor of the hollow a few inches from Thera’s nose with a slight smile before she set the basket in the hands of the masculine sprite who fluttered off once more with a look of worry at the Queen’s tears and she in turn stepped forward to Thera’s side, taking comfort in the sight of the white ball of fluff.

She hesitated for a moment, her hands folded against the ivory silk of her sari as she watched the form of the dragon with a faint smile but as she stared down at the sight of the baby dragon, white, pristine, beautiful, innocent, the image of another dragon burned within her mind. The image was much larger than this one, it was enormous, earthen colored and red eyed, fierce and yet beating within its’ chest was a soft, passionate and loving heart. That was it, her tears were over flowing again. Her breath caught in her throat and all of a sudden she flung herself at the dragon’s side, falling to her knees. She inched forward and outstretched her hands to curl her fingers into the pristine white fur, her gaze pleading for comfort from the soft fur. She wondered whether these emotions were something of the wild emotions she had felt from the baby just the day before when her own mother had died saving her life. She did not ponder it long as she gained the wild idea that she might drown in her own tears and so in her silent cries, she came forward to curl into the fur of the baby, curling into a tiny ball against the side of the baby with a sigh as her eyes closed and her hands clenched together and tucked beneath her chin, her eyes a dark emerald as tears spilled over and she simply curled at Thera’s side now for comfort from the little one as she in turn had offered Thera in her time of need and while the baby dragon slept and Titania waited for the little one to wake, she accepted the silent comfort of her warm body. The developing flame in her belly offered the fairy warmth, a warmth that was almost familiar and yet, not quite. For the warmth that she desired was many miles away doing who knew what but for whatever he was doing, she desired him and his comfort at the time and yet, she stayed. She stayed not for the baby in her womb but for the baby that she could feel and touch, the baby that needed her help and had been sent here it seemed just for her and of whom she would care for until Thera could finally care for herself.

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[Taske]

Thera smiled in her sleep, she had not lived her long, and knew that things where only just begging for her, she knew that life could only move on and get better from her birth. She dreamed, she dreamed of meeting the king that her mother told her once. The Lord Dragon that her mother once loved, before she meet her father that is. He was told to be earthen colored, a tribute to the love of his land, and with flaming eyes, eyes that showed just how powerful his Dragon's fire is.

Her mother had told her once on the day she had first meet him, a powerful eastern dragon. She had only stumbled on him just after she had hatched, a aqua baby dragon up to a earthen full grown dragon, it seemed to be love at first sight, or puppy love. So she would fallow him about all day, she would pester him and paw at him, to climb on top of him her Dragon's flight lifting her wingless body up over his head to perch. From what Thera was told, he was a hard dragon to get under his shell but once you got into his tender spots he was a loving male, someone that cared deeply for whoever he made a relationship with, and the purely dragon wanted to know him, to see for her own eyes just what type of dragon held her mothers heart for the longest time, who was close to being her father, but not for the mare face that he refused her, Thera wants to know the male that was to kind that he would let her mothers down genitally and then introduce her to his younger brother. Someone the lord dragon said was twice the man as he and would take better care of her, Thera wanted to meet her uncle the Lord Dragon Kaori... So she was dreaming of her mother, of her father, and last of Kaori, the one dragon she wanted to meet.

She was brought out of her dream then, by a soft brush of her a hand upon her back. The hand of Titania, her new mother. She sighed, in baby bless. Petting was one thing about having a mother with hands that made it good. She almost purred into her hand when she left and place a guard at her bedrooms door. The little girl sighed. She had hopped to she would stay and spend time with her... She huffed again and placed her head on the bedding. She closed her eyes again, waiting for her return.

It seemed like forever and the small girl had drifted back into sleep. It was only when she heard small sniffles that her eyes popped open again and she lifted her head, she eyes white and worried. She turned her head and looked as Titania leaned against her, wiping at her eyes as small tears. The small dragon tilted her head, her eyes looking over her form, concern filling her body, she was not sure what was going on. "Momma, are you all right?"

[Desperanza]

The fairy sniffed, uncomfortable. Her face felt salty and she felt the sharp ache begin to grow within herself. She felt rather torn at the moment, wanting to stick close to her new baby dragon and yet she wanted to be folded into the arms of her mate, as well. Sighing, her eyes remained closed for some time before a tiny voice drifted towards her and she gasped softly, having briefly forgotten that THera already knew how to speak. When the baby’s voice reached her, her eyes fluttered open once more to reveal a troubled dark emerald shade. She breathed slowly, willing her tears to stop as she straightened herself and slowly she came to sit on her knees with a trembling sigh as she pushed her palms across her cheeks before resting her hands in her lap with a faint smile to the baby as she nodded slowly in return, her emotions threatening to break and spill more tears as her out of control, hormone inspired emotions felt a bit lagging once again and she feared already that she was a bad mother for how could she be weak when her baby was here in front of her and she needed her?

She felt the tears welling in her eyes again for a whole new reason now as she felt a cry rising thru her throat of which wound up to come out in a strangled whimper as she subdued the cry before it erupted and swallowed with a hiccup that racked her and made her body jump. Her wings fluttered with a brief puff of glitter and she sighed softly, her eyes drifting closed for a moment, her lashes stained with clinging tears that hung there like glittering diamonds and when her eyes fluttered open once again, she came to meet the white eyes of her baby once again with a patient smile. Slowly, she inched forward to outstretch her hands and cradle Thera’s face within her hands, coming to stroke the girl’s forehead and cheeks gently. The motions helped her to calm though the ache still ranged in her heart, an ache that she suffered when she was separated from her mate, no doubt and something that pained her deeply but for now it seemed, it was something that she would have to endure as she was rather unaware of what kept Thera’s mind moving when she had slept, something that could bring the whole family together. She huffed a small sigh and her gaze flitted from the hollow for a moment as she began to worry incessantly.

What if the dragon didn’t like berries and fruit? What If she did not eat and starved to death? What if she was not warm enough here in the hollow that she had created for the baby? What If she froze in the night when Titania was not there to watch her? What if something happened and she did not know? What If the humans tracked her and her mother here, to Celeste Falls and they were just outside investigating the falls that shielded the entrance to her home? What if she could never take Thera out of the Falls? Something could happen to her if she did and she couldn’t let that happen. What if Kaori thought that she was disloyal? What if he did not trust her and thought that she would leave him? She winced at the thought. That heart ache of one day having to live without Kaori caused her immense pain for it was something that she knew she could truly die of. For he was the other half to her heart, her lover, her mate. It was the only reason for her to hurt when they were separated and it hurried her work and quickened her usually relaxed pace. Now, she feared that she would make a mistake with Thera at the expense of her own needs and she winced at the possibility. She swallowed, offering a tiny sound of worry.

Sighing, the Queen began to tire herself right out of the swirling emotions that circled around within her brain and finally, her cheek came to rest at the top of the baby dragon’s head as she smiled. A light and airy smile settled on her features like a mask that covered the swirl of emotions within and finally, she could come up with an answer for the baby, something to reply to her words with as she sat up once more and lifted her head, casting a glance towards Thera’s white eyes for a moment as she gathered herself a bit with a small smile. She brushed the tips of her fingers along the salty tracks that laced her cheeks and took a breath before she spoke, ”My darling, my heart aches. It heals with the love that I have developed for you but it aches for the love of a different kind, another being for whom I have taken a life with. My heart hurts for the presence of my own mate and it brings me great pain to be separated from him.” she admitted honestly, knowing that there were no words to skirt around the subject and nor would she want to, for she was always honest and now, as she gazed upon the face of the baby, she did not ignore her traits as she fell silent once more.

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[Taske]

The little Girl looked as her new mothers face seemed to go from shock to love to pain, all in a split second. The baby dragon tilted her head, her eyes a brilliant white showing her concern and love for this kind fairy, she was pure, like her own baby down, she was someone with all the power in the world but only used it to hold the balance, this the baby got within the first day. And that was the reason her dieing mother brought her to that waterfall and used the last of her Dragons Flight to push her baby's egg to its entrance. Titania's pureness was the reason the baby was there and not alone, fighting for her life among the humans who would sell her off for greed. Everything that her new mother was, was for the best for her. And maybe her prescience could be for the Titania.

With that in mind Thera nuzzled her mother gentility and then got to her feet, padding over to the presented morsels and smiled with Glee, yes dragons eat meat, but not always. Dragons where omnivores, but most chose to only eat meat, but some mixed both vegetation and flesh. Thera herself knew that she would be eating more fruits then anything, just because of where she lived, she did not mind, she would mush rather have a mother then meat, so she would live until she was old enough to call upon the Dragon's fire within her lungs. Then and only then would she ever think about looking for her one and true home, the land that called to her, her fated land that she would connect with, like every dragon within the human world. But first growth, and in order to grow she needs food. The baby dragon shoved her muzzle within the small pile of food and seemingly inhaled the whole batch of it, the fruit's juices flowing down her fluff.

With all the food gone she smiled and turned around ready to bound to her mother and thank her like a good baby but instead as her eyes settled on Titania her smile faded as if it was shadow in sunlight. She bounded forward pushing her muzzle within her mothers chest, trying to give her the little bit of comfort she knew she could give her, what little the small girl knew she could give... Who was this male, who was the mate that her mother talked about, it surely was not a fairy or Thera would have already meet him, it had to be someone else. and it would have to be a powerful one, someone about to match the queens own power.

The Baby dragon thought, she breathed in Titania's scent, Thera already knew her mother was with child, she smelled it the first time she meet her, but what she did not know was who the father was, so the father must be this mate she was telling her about. With some luck the baby could catch his scent.... And when she did finally get his faint scent she stepped back in shock. He was a dragon, and not just a dragon but a unbelievably strong one, so strong that Thera would not be surprised if it was the Lord Dragon himself.... Kaori, so Thera would meet the big male, her uncle.... Thera puffed herself up, controlling her emotions, she did not need to worry her mother more then she already is. "Why not bring him here then?" Thera knew that being away formed a love one hurt, her own mother was gone, before she was even hatched but before that she knew because her father had died before she was even laid and her mother had aced for him every day til her death. "You should always be with him, Dragons never leave there mate for long."

[Desperanza]

Titania’s gaze was riveted to her child, her dragon daughter. She was once again taken aback by the immense knowledge that the little girl knew. She was ever forgetting the fact that baby dragon’s were born with the immense knowledge of their parents. The flight, and the knowledge were inlaid at birth, something that always amazed her each time she looked upon Thera and now, as she watched the little one eat, she was satisfied. She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly for the little baby was beautiful, and intricate, enchanting all at once and Titania found it hard to take her eyes from her. For a few moments, she became distracted from her sorrow at the white baby as she ate the berries, her white muzzle stained temporarily with the strong color of the berries that Titania had provided for her breakfast. Satisfied, the Queen sighed softly and relaxed slowly, no longer worrying that her baby would starve for she had eaten the fruit that she had provided for little Thera without worry and as the baby turned towards her, soft peels of sunlight touched the soft downy of Thera’s white fur and briefly Titania pondered the wild beauty that this little one would take when she grew older.

She would indeed keep her white but she would no longer have fur. She would have scales, glittering pearlescent scales in place of her soft fur and what once was white would be brilliant with age and her eyes, so different and dazzling would capture when she looked upon any human or creature no doubt. She would one day claim land and she would be to the point where she would not need Titania any longer and the fairy would not have to look after her little one anymore. Until that day however, she would care for her and forever more, she would love her. This dragon had taken a piece of her heart as well, something that seemed to be growing with dragons apparently as the fairy smiled slightly in amusement though her cheeks were stained with salty tracks from her tears and when her baby came to her and pressed her muzzle against her, she cradled Thera’s head and stroked her nose. She pressed a kiss to the nose of the baby dragon and smiled, her eyes a soft and lulling gold for within herself, her heart radiated with love for this little one and as she stroked her fingers along her cheeks and forehead, she sighed softly.

Silence surrounded her for some time as she gazed down at the dragon for a while, thoughtful. She imagined Kaori sitting just behind her, his heat emanating to her and his body pressed close as he too looked down at the baby with adoration for who could deny this beautiful and sweet face? Titania’s body remained relaxed now, the signs of tension gone for a few moments before she cast a glance over her shoulder for Kaori and she was struck back into reality with a wince. Swallowing, Titania sighed softly and turned her gaze back to Thera once more as she rested her cheek on the muzzle of the dragon for a moment as she hugged her gently before she straightened herself a bit again, her eyes troubled all over again.

Yet now, when the baby dragon spoke, the Queen’s eyes lit with recognition and she gasped softly, sitting straighter yet as her gaze traveled to the mouth of the hollow and she came to stare out at the soft rays of light that washed over her magical home land. The sun seemed to light everything with brilliant rays of gold that seemed to touch everything with life. It was a wonderful breath of fresh air from the buildings and destruction that the humans seemed to be able to adapt and change into outside of her own home. She wrinkled her nose at the thought and finally smiled. Yes, this could work. She could alter the entrance briefly to allow her mate in too, it would be perfect and then they would be together for as long as Kaori could stand to be apart from his land.

The fairy’s spirits began to lift and she gasped softly, her eyes alight with the sudden realization as she clung to her daughter tightly for a moment before she gazed upon Thera once again in shock, “How did you know? How did you know that this was my mate, a dragon?” she inquired, shocked that the baby had been able to determine such a thing and yet thrilled that she had come up with a solution as well, a wonderful solution. Titania grinned lightly and she stood slowly as she gently released Thera’s head and stood as she glanced around the hollow for a few moments before looking back to the dragon once again, “Come with me, little Thera. You shall meet my mate and the father of my own little one. He is kind and wonderful and he is of your kind, you will love him I am sure.” She murmured as she stroked Thera’s back with a smile before she turned and danced to the mouth of the hollow with a flit of her wings, “Come little one, we shall depart momentarily.” She murmured gently to the baby dragon as she glanced back for her with a smile, motioning her closer.

She realized once again how large the baby dragon was even now. She was not enormous as others were but she was not tiny, either. She would fit into sixteen fairy palms at least. Titania smiled at the sight, hoping that the baby grew easily and that someday she would be large too but already she showed a lengthy, feminine body full of charm and her eyes full of wonder. With a soft smile, Titania flitted just outside of the hollow and paused, waiting for Thera to join her.

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[Taske]

The baby smiled as shock and wonder filled her mothers eyes. She was not a dragon, a best in more then one way, she was human, only just a small one, she would not know that her kind held no only the look of animal but the heighten scenes, as well. Yes her kind where bests, but they where also intelligent, passing knowledge down to off spring without even having to teach them. but even with it all nothing beats first hand experience, nothing, Thera wants to learn everything on her own and not rely to much on her Dragon's Knowledge. Thera's muzzle tilted up into a smile, which would look odd to anything but another dragon, but it was what it was, a smile. "I smell him, only dragons hold the smell of fire in there very core." The dragons long tail flicked. Her small head tilted slightly as she watched her mothers face turn from the first question to to what ever was going on within her mind.

Thera watched as Titania got to her feet and stocked her head, the dragon leaned into her hand, a small happy rumble within her throat. She loved it when she got petted, it felt like what her mother would do when she was still in a egg, her claws lightly going over the shell, sending light vibrations into the growing embryo. Yes it was comforting, and only forced the small girl to grow even more connected to the fairy, she was bonding with her, and it would end up a bond that will never be broken.

When Titania danced away and fluttered into the air the baby fallowed, calling on her Dragon's flight to lift her into the air, her slender body weaving, her body swimming to her mother. "Yes momma." The Dragon already knew that her mothers mate was someone powerful, someone strong and brilliant, someone that was high up in the dragon hierarchy, why else was his scent so strong and the fire within the smell blazing. and frankly she was excited to meet her new father, and would happily call him so.

ooc- this seems to be a good ending ^-^ we can start the next thread where they see Kaori monday.