It was a warm Spring Day. Cute critters scampered about, Squirrels twisted up trees with their bushy tails, Deers cautiously bit at the lush grass, slowly looking back and forth into each distance every so often, in attempts to be wary of predators. Each creature stared into a beautiful abyss of glowing yellow spores, mixed in with a moist fog which carried out the light even more throughout the atmosphere of the woods. Blue Birds flapped their wings, chirping happily, as they perched on top of a skinny branch.
They looked down into a strange area, in the middle of the Woods, a significantly large opening of trees left a rounded clearing of grass in the center. Streams of light hit the area from one side. It was close to Sundown. In the very center of the clearing, a peculiar black-skinned dragon stood on it's hind legs, much like a cute mouse would if it were reaching for food. The big dragon looked intently into the vessel, as he muttered to himself.
"...It'll need more than that.."
The dark creature's blue-violet eyes glowed a ray of deep indigo color into the black pot, illuminating his activities in a shroud of blue light. His charcoal claws caressed his chin. He held a wooden ladle, which he stirred into a black cauldron. He balanced the spoon to the tip of his jaws, where his white fangs hung out. A small taste went into his mouth.
"Hmm, just a little more to go... I'll get there..."
He persistently stirred for hours on end, until Dusk began to reveal itself.
The Stars began to put on their show, one by one. A sea of white light grew in the blackness. Nathmurr looked up as he stirred, seeing the full moon come into view. He gave a look of focus and anticipation, as he reached for a couple of ingredients standing on a mossy stump. Bottles full of unusual objects could be seen filled with vibrant glowing feathers and strange dusty fungi. He popped off the cork of the bottle with his bare claws, as he added a strange piece of round black material. He spoke to himself, conceded in his activity.
"Just another Demon Spider Eye... Two love crystals..."
The Night was upon him, and the Moon shined directly above his personal grove. He smirked with excitement, as he added the 2 red glowing crystals. A 'plop' sounded twice into the mixture. The concoction started to boil, he looked up to see steam and smoke flaring up in the form of a giant flame! The cauldron shook violently, as the side abruptly cracked.
The forest began to howl, from the depths. The trees all around within the borderline of the forest tilted towards him with a low-sounding 'creak'. Leaves rustled in the cool night air. The forest moaned as their trunks towered over him. Innocent lifeforms retreated from those parts, sensing the presence of something powerful and mysterious. The rumbling treacherous noises stopped, as the darkness around the forest literally began to gather right before Nathmurr's eyes.
It clumped together into one massive body. Even the optical glow from Nathmurr's vivid corneas could not reveal the abyss that looked back at him. It stood dead-center... Nathmurr clasped his claws together, smiling, as he almost bounced up and down, like an excited child. A dreadful voice slowly materialized from the black, which hovered in front of him, as whispers followed its tone. The voice of a female could be heard as though it were talking from inside several echoing caves. The void was like a messy black hole.
"..Who art thou? ...Why hast thou urged me to awaken,
The shadowy figure ceased it's mysterious noises for a split-second, scanning him up and down, curiously.
Uh, Strange... Lizard?"
Nathmurr placed his front claws on the ground and tilted his head. He raised an eye to her remark, questioning it's choice in words.
"'Strange lizard?' ...What? Hehe, you mean, 'Dragon?'"
Her ambiguous form came in closer. The entity grew bigger in attempts to intimidate him. It raised it's voice.
"Fool! I know what thou art!! I hath been asleep for 500,000 years! My memory is, err.. uh, Weak..."
Nathmurr smiled, making a sunny grin. This slightly bothered the cranky Spirit. "That's alright! I have just the thing for you!"
Nathmurr reached behind the fuzzy green stump, his back and hind legs faced toward the supernatural being. She continued to eye him from behind, glaring at his muscular tail, and the finely carved physique of his hind legs. Something was familiar about him. A strange urge swept over her, as her arm materialized like a silhouette. She began to hear her own infinite whispers, pushing her to do... Something. It's arm slowly reached out, drawing closer. Suddenly, his wings stretched out of his back, picking up a multi-colored liquid contained in a small jar. He casually turned around, dropping it from his wings, and into the tips of his sharp claws.
She jolted her hand back, quickly, almost gasping. She had no physical heart... But despite this, there was still something warm beating deep in the depths of her. For some curious reason, she felt like she knew this "Dragon".
An owl scooted from behind a tree in the background, sitting on a tree branch with it's wide eyes. It tilted its head in amusement, as it watched their conversation.
"Ahh, here it is! This will help you with regaining your memory! I REALLY hope it works...
He, he..."