Dragonformers ch. 13

Brawl sighed a little before pulling out of Nightstalker. "That…" He panted. "That was amazing."

Nightstalker gave a panting smile before giving his cheek a lick. "I enjoyed it as well."

Leaning into the lick, the young Deceptidragon wrapped a wing around the black scaled female and held her close. He nuzzled her tenderly, inhaling her scent

"Do you feel that?" Nightstalker asked suddenly, her eyes closed. "Our hearts are beating in unison."

"Really?" Brawl asked before closing his eyes for a moment then opened them again, eyes wide with shocked surprise. "They are!"

"Do you know what this means…"

"That we are meant to be together."

The female's eyes softened before nuzzling him, giving a soft purr.

He nuzzled back, keeping their tails entwined. As happy as he was, he knew that there was only one way they could truly be together as mates.

"Will… will you come back with me? To the Deceptidragons?"

"I…" Nightstalker stammered unsure how to answer, part of her wanted to go back with him. Another part of her, her loyal Autodragon side was completely against the idea.

He is a Deceptidragon; you are an Autodragon! Your mate should be an Autodragon; you're already betraying your clan just by seeing him! Her Autodragon side scolded her.

"It's ok," Brawl told her, giving her a tender nuzzle. "Take your time. I know I wouldn't be able to answer right away if you had asked me to join the Autodragons."

I don't think you'd be very welcomed to their ranks. Nightstalker thought before nuzzling him.

"Thank you for understanding, Brawl."

"You're welcome, Nightstalker," He replied, nuzzling her in return. "I'd never dream of doing anything that would make you unhappy."

Nightstalker tilted her head before saying teasingly. "Are you sure you're not an Autodragon?"

Brawl chuckled. "No, just in love."

They simply laid there on the wet ground, wrapped in one another wings their hearts still beating in unison.

"Next week is New Moon. It will be dark for nearly two days." She told him.

"Two days with just the two of us and no one else, that sounds wonderful." Brawl replied.

New Moon was the first sign that winter was on its away, six months away in fact. Giving plenty of time for prey not designed for the cold to mirage to warmer weather. It also meant that the clans need to gather and preserve as much meat as possible so they wouldn't be forced to hunt during the winter months.

"Agreed." Nightstalker replied with a small smile.

Brawl smiled back,  he could no longer imagine his life without her in it and he couldn't wait to have her as his mate, the thought of her pregnant with his offspring warmed his heart.

I look forward to that day. He thought.

X X X

"It's time to go back to our clans." Nightstalker said an hour before dawn.

"I guess you're right." Brawl sighed before standing and giving himself a shake, spraying water in every direction.

"Hey!" She laughed as she was pelted with water.

The green Deceptidragon just grinned, not sorry in the slightest.

Nightstalker just snorted in amusement before rising to her paws. She flicked one of her wings at him, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

Brawl just laughed and gave himself another shake.

Nightstalker stretched for a moment then nuzzled the male. "Good bye, love. I'll see you on New Moon."

"Good bye, beautiful," He replied, nuzzling her in return. "I'd better get going. Onslaught can't cover for me forever."

Neither can Metalsound. Nightstalker thought.

"Just say you've been out hunting." She suggested.

"Without bringing back any prey? My brothers would laugh me out of the cave." Brawl commented.

She rolled her sapphire blue eyes. "You bring prey back with you. That way you're not caught in a lie."

"Oh, right." Brawl blushed.

"Good hunting, Brawl. I'll see you on New Moon."

Brawl watched her go, his heart going with her.

Safe hunting, love. He thought before heading into the forest to find prey. He hoped he would find something big.

X X X

Onslaught yawned as he stood guard, guard duty wasn't his most favorite duty but it gave him a reason to cover for his youngest brother. He stretched his stiff muscles when he saw Brawl enter the clearing dragging what appeared to be a Horse/Buffalo.

"That has to be the strangest prey you've ever brought back to camp." Onslaught commented, trotting over.

"Hey, it's big. It's meaty and the first thing I found," Brawl replied, setting the prey down. "Thanks for covering me."

Onslaught nodded once. "Anytime, but you do realize that you're going to have to make a choice, either you join the Autodragons or she the Deceptidragons. Although, I don't think father would be pleased to hear that his youngest had run off to the Autodragons."

Brawl chuckled then sighed. "I know. I asked her f she would come back with me, she didn't answer."

Onslaughts eyes softened and he placed a comforting wing on his youngest brother's shoulder. "Give her time, little brother. C'mon, I'll help you carry this beast to the Salt Cave."

"Thanks. This is heavy."

X X X

Nightstalker dragged the prey into camp just before dawn, her jaws were aching and sore from having dragged the large animal.

"Nightstalker! Nightstalker! Have you seen Optimus?" A young Autodragon shouted, running over to her. "We can't find him!"

She set her prey down before speaking. "Optimus is missing?! When was the time anyone saw him?"

"Rowan said he was in the nest when they went to bed last night. We believe he must have woken up before anyone else and wondered off some where."

Nightstalker's eyes widened when she remembered the slash by the river.

Oh, Primus, no… She thought with dread.

"Everyone's out looking at him," The male replied. "I'm staying here to coordinate things."

He must have followed me last night. She concluded.

"I'll place this in the Salt Cave before joining the search." She spoke aloud.

The other dragon nodded. "Good luck."

She returned his nod before taking her kill to the Salt Cave. After covering it in salt, she quickly entered the forest to start her search.

Please don't let it be to late.
X X X

Silentwave nuzzled her sons before they ran off to play with the other hatchlings in the clearing, she then joined Stormshadow at the edge of camp.

"Looks like you'll also need more bedding." Storm commented looking at Silentwave's twins.

"Yes," Silentwave said, her voice softly echoing in the other dragon's mind. "They grow up so fast."

Storm nodded in agreement before looking over to where Megatron and Starscream were playing with Galvatron. They were winning of course.

"Come, I know where to find the best moss in our territory."

"Lead the way." Silentwave replied, glancing over to where the twins were playing tag with other hatchlings.

Stormshadow lead the silent female toward the hidden cliff and leaped off it. Her wings caught an up draft and she angled her wings toward the river.

Silentwave was right behind her, enjoying getting to stretch her wings. She deeply loved the twins, but there times where she just need to get out of the caves for a while.

X X X

The two female Deceptidragons landed some time later, the pair could easily hear the river that was close by. After folding her wings to her side, Storm sniffed the ground for a moment.

"Ah, over here." She commented, walking over to an impressive patch of blue-green moss.

"It looks like it would be more then enough for the both of us." Silentwave remarked.

Storm sniffed the patch and smiled a little. "It's fresh too."

"We should gather as much as we can carry." Her companion commented before carefully tearing the moss away from the stones.

Storm bent down to help when she froze as a roar somewhere from the west echoed through the valley. It caused her heart to seize and nearly skip a beat. Only a mother would recognize that roar. It was a roar of pure loss and anguish, some one had just lost their hatchling.

Silentwave recognized the roar as well; the normally passive female shuddered and shook her head. "What-what do you think happened?"

"I'm not sure," Storm admitted. "You can have this patch. I'm going to check down by the river."

"I'll go with you," Silentwave replied straightening up. "There maybe rogues nearby and they may not friendly. We should stick together."

There was another reason why Silentwave wanted to go with the other Deceptidragon, she knew that no rogue, no matter how big or powerful would stand a chance against Stormshadow but that mattered not. Her companion was the mate of her leader and if anything were to happen to Stormshadow, Galvatron would have her head and not even Staticshock would be able to protect her from her leader's infamous wrath. His rage was the one thing he inherited from his ruthless father.

"Very well." Storm nodded before heading down to the river.

Silentwave followed behind her, keeping an eye out for rogues.

As the pair drew closer to the river, Stormshadow narrowed her eyes when she spotted a small dark figure near a rotting log.

What is that? She wondered, tilting her head.

Silentwave followed her gaze toward the river, saw the dark figure as well, and wondered if a toad was sitting on the log. Her eyes widened a moment later when she saw a pair of little wings.

"It's a hatchling!" She cried in shock.

Stormshadow gasped before bolting over to the log where the hatchling was desperately clinging to the log. Relief filled her heart when she saw that the little one was still alive, by the steady rise and fall of its flanks. It was difficult to tell what the color his scales were because of the amount of mud covering his body.

"Go back to camp and tell Hook to start a fire!" Storm ordered.

Silentwave nodded then took to the air and headed back to camp. A fire would ensure the hatchling's survival and prevent the hatchling from freezing to death. She thought back to the mournful howling roar from earlier and wondered if it had belonged to the hatchling's mother.

Storm gently pried the hatchling's claws from the log; the poor thing must have nearly ripped out his claws trying to safe himself.

"Shh, shh. You're ok. You're safe now." She cooed softly as the hatchling stirred.

Storm caught a brief glimpse of blue eyes from the hatchling before the little one lost consciousness.