Come Now, Bite Through These Wires
I’m In Waking Hell & The Gods Grow Tired
The insect wisp was overwhelmed, racing thoughts filled her of anxiety. The world here was unknown to her, and nothing was making sense. She had no idea who she was, what she was. She only knew she was Vespula, and in a dangerous new world. The scents of ash made her question so much more, wanting for an answer. Her head pulsed with pain that caused her thoughts to stop. She couldn't help but feel like she was being watched. She kept her head lowered, eyes staying to the ground as she waited patiently for someone to greet her from the pack inside. It was unknown to her if this was the north, or just the bitter winters cold that clung to her.
Her golden gaze lifted as something moved towards her, gliding down from the trees it seemed. A male, with large, emerald colored wings stood before her. She watched carefully as he stretched and then folded his wings, not in fear but in awe. He had horns on his cranium, another thing she had never seen. She wasn't prepared to wake up in a land supposedly touched by magic and creatures like this. She had not even realized her staring, or her breath being held until he began to speak. .”This is Drekistone, known as land of dragons. I am Mori, the Beta of our King and Queen, Balerion and Lahmer. State your business.” She quickly took a breath and straightened up, blinking as she looked to the snowy ground. She dipped her head to him. "I'm Vespula." She said softly, shivering as she rose her head again. "I . . . I don't know where I am, or how I got here. I am not a dragon, but I'd like to feel safe. I'd like a home, if you and Drekistone would have me."
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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