?promise of particles?lloyd x FEM!reader?

Eridany :164:

Matriarch. Can you hear me?

Y/n.

She responded eventually, her thoughts weak. She sounded like she was dying. Probably because she was.

We're here. We can help. Please.

Arin put his hand on your shoulder, stepping closer. "Y/n- shes-"

"Arin! Cut it out!" You snapped, trying to refocus on her thoughts while you still had time.

Who did this to you?

...the Source Dragons are in danger. Grave danger.

Her bony tail thumped against the ground, a whine reverberating through her scales.

Take care of...

The Matriarch's eyes dimmed, the light fading as they turned translucent.

You felt her body grow limp, the warm breath fluttering your hair ceased.

Oh.

Your breath was forced out as you continued to stare at her, feeling her last thoughts drift further and further away.

The other dragons around and WyldFyre began to shriek, roars filled with too much emotion to name.

Swallowing down bile, you turned back to the rest of the group, taking a shaking breath. "Shes-" Shutting your eyes, you sighed. "She said that the Source Dragons were in danger. And stated to say to take care of something but then.." you trailed off, fists clenching.

Lloyd was staring off. But he wasn't zoning out, he was looking at something.

Following his line of sight, you noticed the paper under her claw. You moved to walk over, freezing as you heard a new noise.

"Is that.. crying?" Sora muttered, walking around the.. the Matriarch.

Riyu flew after, pushing his face into the gil-like flaps at the Matriarch's still warm side. He barked loudly, a way of calling everyone over.

And as you made your way over over.. a baby fell out of the pouch. Oh Master. She had a baby.

Hiding a sob with your hand, you felt your chest tightening painfully, staring at the tiny green baby. It wasn't any larger than your torso. And it's mother was dead.

No wonder the Matriarch crashed by the kids. She was probably panicking, searching for people she knew would keep her baby safe.

WyldFyre stumbled as she walked forward, making sure not to spook the hatchling. "The Matriarch's child. This baby's gotta be the next in line to lead the tribe." She lifted the baby up. It had a small crown of horns upon its ahead.
"Whoever kill-.. Whoever did this must not have known she was in one of the Matriarch's nursing pouches."

As soon as she put the baby back down, it hid behind Riyu's leg.

"We're going to keep you safe." Lloyd said, crouching down and letting it sniff his hand cautiously. He turned to Riyu, silently studying the gray dragon before nodding. "Take us back to your tribe, Riyu." He muttered.

He nodded, glancing around before turning to the right. That direction. Wherever that was.

Zanth and HeatWave both crouched down, a sign they were ready to leave.
Leaping on Zanth, Lloyd settled in front of you, Sora behind you. Her arms were wrapped tight around your stomach.
WyldFyre, Nya, and Arin all hopped onto HeatWave (sitting in that order, it was very important to dragon riding obviously).

You glanced to the baby dragon, wondering if you should have grabbed it yourself, but it hopped onto Riyu's back, settling in between his shoulder blades.