There was a time once, when a king learned of a way to have whatever he desired. Power, women, gold, beasts... anything. He sought out the Weapons of Power, the seven elemental tools. When drawn together, they would bestow upon the collector whatever his heart desired. This human king, however, had a black heart. In a terrible and bloody struggle, he collected all the pieces of the catastrophic puzzle. Many creatures tried to flee, but were consumed by the fires that charred the continent, leaving it's rocky flesh blackened. But one creature survived. A fire dragon named Valor fled across the ocean.
Upon landing on the shores of an abandon, empty continent, he went into hiding, and his sorrow drown away his memories. Soon, when he worked up the courage to seek out life again, he sought sentient civilizations, and across a vast ocean, he met an Angel. She was beautiful beyond compare, and the two quickly fell in love. He took her away from a family that hated her, took her back to his cave in a volcano, and there they began their large family. The angel's name was Faith.
Their first were conceived on the shore of the Crystal Lake, fed by a waterfall that flowed down the mountain as if by some magic. Faith gave birth to twins, Twilight and Flare. Twilight was a dragoness tied to magic, and had purple hair and eyes, where her brother was a fire dragon, like his father, with bright orange hair and red eyes. They grew quickly.
The next was a little boy with blonde hair and green wings, tied to Earth. He was called Keto, and his sister, a little dragonling with pink scales was named Blaze. They were born five years apart. They grew relatively slower than their brother and sister, who grew at an alarming rate! Valor was saddened by his little girl's growth, and knew that one day she would fly away and leave him. Her brother, too. That hurt Faith like a dagger wound.
However, Valor noticed something very alarming with his little girl. She grew quickly and, one day while hunting, he finally noticed what a beautiful dragoness she was becoming. Her scales shone like amethyst gems, and her angelic form was becoming a beautiful young woman. Her breasts were perfect, he thought. He was a dragon, a full blooded dragon, and didn't know any better than this. It is the same with house cats. Incest does not taint the blood, as humans and angels thought. It purified it for dragons, made family lines stronger, and increased the power of the offspring.
But that was not what was on Valor's mind. Now, watching her bathe in the crystal lake, he was focused on her breasts, the only thing visible above the water as she floated along her back, with the assistance of her wings, bent backwards to use as flotation devices. Her hair pooled out like purple oil in the water, surrounding her head in a majestic halo. With the gentle waves, he noticed, also, the wet curly purple hair that crested the water's surface around her groin every few moments. Standing in the mouth of his cave, looking past the waterfall, he was unaware his mate, Faith, was watching him with a smile.
She, however, thought he was watching his little girl while he could, before she left to create a family of her own. It was about that time, and both knew it. Their twins would be leaving soon, off to start new lives.
Flare, on the other hand, was sleeping inside, near the cliff that dropped off to the massive lava lake in the volcano's heart, and his brother and baby sister were sleeping together in the massive silk-lined gold nest on the cliff's center. His dreams were that of a typical teen's. He dreamed of every mature woman he's ever known, all of them naked and servicing him in ways he'd never been told of.
