Squatting in the middle of the forest on a rock, Branch held his head in his hands. two strange bumps in his back and his arms were covered with black scales. He was not mean, he was just scared of what he was.

What do others think of me? he wondered. He was thinking mostly of what Poppy thought of him.

The other scales are reflected in one of his legs while his eyes now look like a cat. He moans like a dog scream. He had become a monster. a monster. Poppy would give up her own if she learned it and he would lose the only one that would allow her to live.

I do not want to finish alone ... two new members were unfolding behind his back and the strange heat at the bottom of his belly.

His vision has become blurred.

It was at this moment that a strong feeling pushed him to walk, without being able to control him, that he went to the familiar smell that came to his snout.

* * *

Poppy began to relax, the noise was probably from a small bird, nothing very dangerous.

Another noise echoed in the bushes. The pink troll turned and held a cry of terror. Two icy blue eyes appeared in the dim light. Her heart missed a beat as the creature dipped from the vegetation, spreading her big black bat wings.

Nightfury

The dragon approached her, his blue eyes staring at the floor in front of him. He was breathing loudly and grunting. Poppy grabbed a knife from the bag next to her and started to roll back. the beast did not seem to notice that his tail had just grazed Skylar's face in his sleep.

It was so close, his instinct made him come closer. His vision was so blurry that he could not see where he was going, but he could not control himself, he had to get close to that familiar smell ... closer ...

Poppy was still recoiling, she stumbled and found herself on the floor. The pink troll had no choice but to sit down, her back pressed against the rock behind her. Her heart was pounding speed. the dragon looked up at her.

I found, his vision began to clear and what he saw froze him on the spot. Poppy was in front of him, Branch. He had become his alter-ego the NightFury and he had just gone to her, relying only on the smell. Her instinct had led him to her, but why?

The look of NightFury changed suddenly. Instead of being indescribable, he had become ... terrifying. He was as terrifying as she was, it was impossible to believe. She dropped her knife. Poppy frowned and slowly raised her hand to the black dragon's snout, the beast approached quietly, curious ...

Suddenly the dragon raised his head, roaring with fury. Clutching the cheek of the pink troll by accident, he left a small scar. Poppy noticed that Creek attack on the dragon with a knife in his hand.

-No! Wait! Poppy shouted

The noise had awakened Skylar, Lime, and Lake, who hastened to help Creek capture the NightFury. Poppy did not move, watching the scene helplessly.

He felt Creek give him another stab in the thigh, he turned to the purple troll to chase him with a poke, his claws back to not hurt him. The troll was thrown against a tree.

Lime and Skylar threw themselves on him, he tried to flee but when he turned around, Lake gave him a on the head. He groaned threateningly Lake, Skylar stood in front of the blue troll to protect her. The last thing he saw was Poppy staring at him in horror before everything went black ...

* * *

Poppy stared at the unconscious dragon the troop was carrying, his tail trailing in the dust and he was trapped in a net. Even though they were five trolls to carry, the NightFury weighed tons. They were not very far from the village and the sun was starting to rise.

-But what is he to eat to weigh so heavy? Skylar complained again.

The dragon groaned in his sleep and brought his head closer to Skylar's tail. The lilac troll jumped and walked away from the FuryNocture with a cry of terror.

-Well, if we do not hurry, Laugh Lime, We'll know soon and I think he particularly loves the trolls who have angel wings!

After another 30 minutes of walking, the five trolls arrived at the village under the cheers of the crowd. Poppy felt uncomfortable, she felt like she was not doing the right thing ... That terrifying look she'd seen on the dragon's face ...

The trolls had locked the dragon in a large cage. King Pepy ascended the royal mushroom and began his announcement:

-I congratulate the five trolls that captured the dragon tonight, a big party will take place to celebrate their courage! This beast will remain locked up until I decide what to do with him!

* * *

Night had fallen, in his cage Branch was trying to break the titanium bars with his strong jaws of dragon. He ended up giving up, he was going to finish with a broken tooth. Two choices were presented to him, 1) He stayed like that while waiting to know what was going to happen, 2) He was resuming his true form and everyone would know that it was him, the monster.

He chose the first option. He got along on the cold floor, folding his wings to warm up.

Ding! He jumped

What was this noise? Branch calmed a little when he realized that it was the two rows of thorns on his back. each one of them produced a different note when they slammed them together. Curious, he began again, soon he was so lost in his game that he forgot he was locked up. the sweet melody he played relaxed him.

Rocking by the song, he fell asleep in a sleep without dreams ...

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Do you remember this?

Well, imagine that each pair of thorns produce a different note. I liked the idea.