the dream woke him early this time and now ronnerk just couldn't sleep. he came out side of the cave that he has been sleeping in so many nights. he lost track how long he had been living here but he guessed it had been some weeks. outside he the sun was barely up and it was still dark out. still, with ronnerk's eyes he could see just fine.

he passed the hot springs and took a drink of clear fresh was that was cool. with a small pool that could on fit one paw in. the way he drinked was also not a dragon like but drinking like a wolf lapping up water with its tongue. well no body expects him to put his mouth in it when he had a wolf nose can they.

after taking several drinks to clear his dry throat he came to the beach to watch the sunrise. a new beginning, a new day, and a new life, for everything. though everything is the same when its about the dreams and the mornings. he always thinks like this, watching the sky and thinking about those dreams he was with little success. what do those darn dreams mean, dragons without faces, voices talking in strange languages and screams of agony. though this time the dream he had been different this time. he dreamed that he was a little dragonet, looking at humans that had black clothing on them and had hoods of those black clothing. hiding their faces as they're lips were moving but no sound came out.

it made him shiver, making the water droplets fall of his white fur and scales. the humid air was a little unbearable, making him drouzy again though he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep with his mind racing. plus he just can't bare to go back to those dreams when he doesn't know anything on how to read them. he sighed, why does this happen to him. at his age she should of had a mate right now and looked after the young. but no he had to go and find out who he really was which he is still looking. only one dragon can help him but he doesn't know who and why. but even at those thoughts that wasn't all ronnerk had been thinking of. he had been thinking of what bone had told him about a dragon that looked like a snake with a face like an animal and has four tails. and even though bone thought he was crazy on promising him that he would free him one day, ronnerk knew he could do it and find out who he is.

ronnerk got to his paws again and walked close to the edge of the waters. looking out at the mist and the sun rising to the sky. his mind still racing like a twister moving in circles, not stopping till something happens to make it end. to a pile of rocks he leaped up to the middle of it, and finally lied down again. this time he pretty much look dead as his eyes were open and unblinking. same with his body, not moving but lying on the rocks like his bones had been broken from them.

at the sound of a voice his wolf ears twitched and were moving from side to side like they were looking where the voice had come from. he was a little frightened that his dreams were now haunting him in the waking world. it was only when the voice sounded like the language he understood and all dragons use. a big sigh came out in relief, he would go crazy if his dreams were haunting him in the day. well they actually do when he keeps on thinking about them. which gives him headaches and yes trying to think of his name and past aren't the only things that gave him headaches.

he rolled over to his other side and opened his eyes slowely. the light blue eyes seeing a silver dragoness standing right in front of him only a little away. he blinked a bit and let his head as his mouth turned to a warm smile. "no, i'm ok, just thinking" suddenly rain drops fell on his nose, making him sneeze. ronnerk looked above him and spotted a rain cloud above. he must have been lying there for a long time for that cloud to appear. it seemed there was going to be a small storm, which he wasn't frightened much.

ronnerk got to his and jumped down the rocks with a great leap. landing near the dragoness as he walked closer to her. it hadn't been long that he realized that he was a little bigger than her, though he wasn't surprised since he was bigger than everyone except to pyt. he smiled "why don't we get out of this rain" he said as the rain was getting stronger. he took some steps on the way till he paused to see that the dragoness was standing there for some reason, looking at him in a strange way. it made him a little uneasy but he held it in as he howled to her "coming."

if she hadn't come or not he waited for a moment and just went on back into the trees. he passed the hot springs that right now were taking a beating from the rain drops. when he was in his cave that was partly covered by large trees and up a wide and small slope. inside he shook himself to get all the water off his fur and rubbing his scales to dry. looking back he realized that the dragoness had indeed followed him and he smiled. it was dark inside, and with the storm it was hard to see for normal dragons but for ronnerk it was normal. he walked over to a wall and set his paw on it and was muttering a small spell. "Iru Natisu" he finished his mutters and once he did he let his paw fall back. where the paw had been there had been it was normal for a few seconds. then the wall started to move into a small spike growing like a long skinny spike. the rest of the around stayed normal, just the place where he had set his dragon paw on.

it was a few inches long long when it had finally stopped growing. though at the peak it was making a shape of a small bowl, carving into a smooth layer like the spike too. suddenly it stopped changing when the bowl was really big. so big that ronnerk had to move back a little. though not too big for the spike to give in on the pressure. the bowl wasn't too big to let it give up and the bowl was in thin rock so it could shatter easily. when it had stopped changing shape, inside the bowl water was appearing out of no where and was coming up to the ends of the limit in the bowl. the water was really clear and it wasn't normal water as it was glowing white with some touch of silvers and blues.

because of this light the cave was brightened and any animal could see very clearly in here. once he was sure the spell had done his work he looked at the dragoness and made another warm smile. "there, now we can see where we are going in here" he told her softly and moved to a huge stock of dry moss. he took a good size for her and then took another for himself when he had set it down near the bowl. once he was done he lied down and smiled again when it was so soft and comfortable.

ronnerk smiled “nice to meet you silvera” he bowed as she had introduced herself. to not sound or look impolite “they call me ronnerk” he spoke in a small soft voice as he patted his moss bed to make it more comfy. when he was done he lied down and waited for silvera to do the same. suddenly he saw her use magic, so she could do magic as well as pyt. that was a little interesting and when the dragoness finally lied down he looked up at the ceiling. there was water there making it drip everywhere, even in the water in the bowl that made sounds. with the light of the water the ceiling looked like it had thousands of stars like in the sky. ronnerk could just picture the two of them in lying in a marsh, full of green and gold grass and heather. with some trees and bushes, some pack together in one place.

they were at the top of a hill and they were seeing shooting stars, like the drips falling down. how amazing it would be if he could actually have normal dreams than the ones he kept on dreaming every night. he sighed, what do dreams mean, are they just a trickle of your imagination or are they spiritual things that spirits give you every time you sleep, maybe both. ronnerk didn’t know the answer to it and he thought silvera wouldn’t have the answer either, like everyone asks that question, even the young ones that ask their parents. hmm… parents, just what he had to thought of, why can’t he remember, why can’t he even remember his own name.

this frustrated him a bit, he opened his eyes again and looked at the dragoness. “I bet you remember your past” he said and sighed again. his eyes then turned to the entrance, watching the weather go bad and to good and to bad. his thoughts turned to pyt and he wondered where he was, probebly out of the rain or around the country again.

he could picture every detail that silvera was saying to him. picturing them like he had been there, and felt her pain and suffering. though it was not his he wished it was, he wanted to suffer like that. know what happened to you and know your name and know your family. and what it would be like to lose them, what he would give to have it. most dragons would never want things like that but its better than not knowing who you are and what happened to you. "dragons found me half dead when i was half dead. they knew what i was but they didn't know my name and i didn't know. well actually i know nothing of me or my famiy or even what happened and how i got there. it was all a blank, but ever since i had been having strange dreams and they have been haunting me ever since."

he paused and realized that he was talking alot. maybe it was because he never told anyone this, about that day when the dragons that found him and gave him the name ronnerk. it did make him feel better, pyt never really cared about his problems and don't even ask. this reminded ronnerk that he didn't know much about pyt either, just that the dragon likes being alone and has no sympathy at all.

what ronnerk didn't get though was that he was really good at remembering things. like meeting all the dragons, remembering their names and their details such as appearance and personality. and so on, he just don't get why he can't remember his past before that day the dragons found him. all the colors in the wall touched his fur and made his scales shine in those colors like they were the crystals too. it made him all the more handsome.

feeling the beauty around him put his heart at ease. beautiful things such as the world makes him calm, and makes his fur glow even brighter like a star. ruby light-furrs are at the most rare, they were an ancient breed and one that had many legends. it had been said that the first ruby dragon was white as the snow and bright as the stars, with eyes of a day blue sky. and that this dragon had fallen one knight in a battle of a huge war. with this light of the dragon, he brought peace and harmony to that land. but this dragon wasn't like all the ruby lights, it was said that he had feathers of an eagle and a long wolf furred dragon tail mixed with white feathers. this dragon they called zenteuz as the meaning of angel. everyone believed that the dragon had fallen from heaven to give out a message from God.

ronnerk shook his head, there he went again, day dreaming over nothing. he doesn't know that what he day dreams of the legends and stories that no one knows of. to him he thought of them just made up but what he didn't know is that these things he had been day dreaming and dreaming about were true. it has nothing to do in his childhood, but it does have something to do and for some reason Ronnerk knows what it is.

suddenly from silvera's words he came back from the real world. when she had finished talking and had asked a question, ronnerk just narrowed his eyes. he told himself once that he found out who he was then he would find himself a mate to be with forever. but deep inside his heart that was beating a bit hard was telling or was making him say yes. the want, the want to find out who he was said no and before he knew it he got another head ach. he sighed and put his front paws on his head as he lied it down on the moss. "stupid headachs, why do you come so much" he told himself out loud. now he was all confused on what's in his heart and what's in his head. but he knew what the answer would be, before he left the dragons that found him and raised him. the elder told him to follow his heart and that when it talks it talks of truth.

ronnerk took his paws off his head and his eyes opened. he blinked the headach had gone when he had listened to his heart, of course, follow his heart. all this time he had been thinking with his head and not trying by his heart. maybe if he tried to in his heart he would find the answers. one problem, how is he going to do that. suddenly he didn't care as he came closer to silvera and smiled at her with warmth, warmth only for her that can touch, hear and see. "i would be honored."