Ah... what? She thought sending the other dragon a confused look, she had no idea what the dragon had said, was she talking to me?
Then she spotted a dragon, a black dragon, a very familiar black dragon, "Vernik? Brother?" She whispered leaning forward slightly.

The black dragon, Vernik twitched his tail in anger, "Hey," you yelled to the guards, muscles rippling under his scales "Where is my food?"

Elenor peered across the space where the first signs of dissent were growing. A dragon with black scales and hostile body language bellowed at the guards who stood by the stage in the centre of the space. They left him be for now, with no direct order to do any different.

Others in the crowd were stirring. Irritated expressions turned to others, fuelled by hunger and confusion.

The guards will start grabbing people at this rate, she thought to herself. She could see them shifting warily. When is the administrator going to show up?

The guards stand in the way of this angry black dragon, "Halt! The administrator will speak." Says a large male guard clad in heavy iron armor.

"I better get my food after this talk," Vernik growled a scowl across his face as he turned and stomped away, smoke starting to curl up from his snout.

Lazi watched him, shocked but glad he was okay "Stay safe brother," She whispered as she stood up and started to walk to him.

The administrator walks onto a pedestal his head held high. He addresses the people, "Attention! We have decided that instead of daily rations will be handed out weekly. That means rations will be handed out in two days time. If you do not cooperate guards will be forced to take action against you." He walks down from the pedestal, his shiny armor gleaming in the sun. He then exits the markets.

Vernik snarled and was about to yell at the guards when felt a talon on his shoulder. He turned around, about to take his anger out on the dragon who touched him when his eyes stretched wide when he spotted white scales. He froze with disbelief at the familiar sight of his sister "Lazi?" He whispered so shocked he momentary forgot how to breathe.

Lazi smiled as she pulled Vernik into a hug "Vernik! Your alive," She smiled broadly and stopped to look at him, frowning as she noticed the many scars that where on him "What... what happened," She said as she trailed into silence.

Cesura groaned, her head raised toward the sky. She continued sifting through her belongings until her talons clinked against a glass bottle, "Aha!" she exclaimed. she pulled out a small glass vail with orange liquid in it. Cesura quickly drank it. The elixir would help ease the hunger. This one had been a gift. She shifted her satchels and things back into place before standing up, passing a dark blue dragon as she walked.

Large ships with sails of every color bobbled in the harbor. The were few people at the harbor at this time of day, but there voices were loud. Irylins family always arrived early when the trading ships came on the same day of every week. A merchants family made money off of buying cheap goods and reselling them so they didnt have much off a choice.

Irylin watched the ships rise up and down with the waves as the water quickly grew dark. Then, he woke up to the mornings early light. It was time to get his daily rations.




The administrator had announced that there would be rations for two days. In two days... Two days from now was when the trade ships used to arrive. They used come and go every week before the empire took over. Now, he couldnt even get out of this blasted city with the supplies he needed to get to the port city that the ships docked at. It was probably taken over by now too.

Irylin sighed before turning away from the other dragons. They probably felt the same way; they probably felt like the anger inside them was about to bubble over. But, was he the only fighter in the crowd?

Cesura stopped walking to scratch her neck. Dust and desert sand coated her scales. She looked toward the harbor and after some thought decided to take a quick dip. She stopped close to the docks at the bank of the river, the sound of serene water reaching her ears. She started taking off her satchels and bags, laying them on a rock when she was finished with them. Cesura then waded into the river.

"Nothing," Vernik whispered before turning to the guards, ignoring Lazi, who was trying to pull him away.
"Guards... that's not fair, we should get food EVERY day," He said angrily tail lashing and smoke starting to rise again from his snout, he looked around for support but he looked like he would attack the guards at any second.