Shadewood there will come a soldier who carries a mighty sword

here comes the longest post ever. tags for reference

as the days came and gone, the dragon grew restless. this lair was too small for two mothers and their growing boys. there had to be something bigger out there. somewhere he could stretch his legs and run free. 

orochi was planning this for a long time. his eyes shimmered and glowed at the sight of all the free space. adventure awaits. he looked over his shoulder to check if @Takara and @Minori we’re still tending to their own business and they were. it was now or never. the rambunctious whelp creeped away and when he thought he was far enough he bursted into a sprint. so long! this kid was going on a journey.

he slowed to a trot after awhile and giggled. now that there were no adults around, he could do whatever he pleased! now, what should he do?  he bounded this way and that, searching for something interesting.

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she almost laughed at her dragon's daring escape, her remained concentrate on her soft ballad to not let him know that she had noticed as he spread his golden wings. When he sprung away, not yet able to fly she listened tonMjnori as she reassured her she would look after their shared dragonling, nodding lightly before her singing resumed. She eyed the panda boy tonsee if he would follow after them, she gave him a nod of permission if he wished to.

life was more stressful now than ever before. not even the distraction of errands could bring him solace. the future wasn’t bright and so it weighed him down. he couldn’t stop thinking about minori and deku. how would this strain in their relationship (or whatever it was) affect their son? minori let him near now, but would that always be the case? what if he was eventually forbidden to see his son? he couldn’t bare the thought.

that afternoon he decided to head towards the den. if he could not forget his problems through work then he’d fine comfort in spending time with little deku. he heard the laughter before he got there and so, thinking it was his child, had followed the noise.

“deku! what are you-” issun stopped in his tracks. it was him. orochi. the one that should not be but is. now he skips around, blissfully unaware of the damage he had caused. issun stood still with a clenched jaw

the adventure was short lived, for heavy footfalls shook the earth. it was probably his mama coming to take him back and clean him or minori coming to scold him again. orochi’s ears flattened and he spun around to face the noise. neither mother stood behind him, it was a man he’s never seen before. the boy’s mouth dropped in awe. he was so... big! tall too. he could dwarf anything and everything in the forest. would he grow to the size of this giant?

orochi blinked a few times and shook his head. he couldn’t be fooled now. this guy could be here to take him back home and that was not happening. “i’m not leaving.” the boy stomped and lifted his chin confidently.

they stared at eachother for a long time. the silence made him nervous. why was he so quiet? was he picking apart his mind at this very moment. he wouldn’t be surprised. those eyes were burning into his soul. but maybe he was just overthinking things.

then the boy seemed to snap into consciousness. he stomped his foot and declared he wasn’t leaving. issun squinted and his ears pulled back. right, he was a ways away from the den. not too far, but far enough to cause concern. alas, the boy wasn’t his responsibility. takara was probably on her way now. but if anything were to happen, he’d be to blame. it wouldn’t hurt to let someone know his whereabouts. ok issun stepped passed the boy and went on his way.

he got ready to fight if he was picked up, or growl back if he protested. but nothing happened. the man simply walked over him and went about his business. wait, was he just gonna let him get away with this? just like that. orochi glanced back to the speckled male, then in front of him, and back again. maybe orochi should have continued his little adventure, but he was quite honestly expecting a quarrel. a little soldier couldn’t turn down a good fight.

hey! orochi ran to his side and looked up at him. where you going?

one would think a whelp would take full advantage of newfound freedom, but the boy came running after him, much to his displeasure. he stared up at him with those judging eyes, asking him where he was off to. i’m letting your mom know where you are.  

issun turned his gaze away from the child. he couldn’t look at him. all he wanted to do was see deku, not watch over this kid.

this guy was just like mama and minori, always wanting to ruin his fun. well that wasn’t gonna happen. not today. he waited to get away from that den for so long. he wasn’t gonna let some snitch ruin that.

no! stop! he was going to lundge for his tail, but upon closer inspection he realized there was nothing there. the boy stopped and stared for a moment. everyone else had a tail, hell even deku had one. so what happened to his?

no time to ponder, the snitch was getting away. orochi ran up behind him and snapped at his ankles. i’m. not. leaving!

he immediately sat down to halt the onslaught growled a warning. how did something so feisty come out of takara? it just didn’t add up. did minori plant this fighting spirit in this boy?

yes. you are. he leaned in and glared. you must. or you’ll get hurt.

the attack was cut short when the man simply sat down. orochi had to jump out of the way to avoid being crushed.

the boy only snorted at the warning. no. him? get hurt? please. anyone would run from him if they knew what’s best for them. orochi was a very skilled fighter. no one could beat him.