What will come Ch1
The day was still early, not yet past noon. The streets busy with people going about their own business. Ashkore a young male green dragon was sweeping the brick pavement in front of his grand parents shop. The tall and well toned, his scales a dark green all but his throat that was an off white while the rest of his body was clothed with simple earth tone clothing. Having a long, dark brown mane that ran from his head down his back to the middle of his tail. It was easy to tell that he was in his own head not paying attention to what was going on around him.
A young mouse girl of cream color running for her life down the same street. The small girl only four and a half feet tall, not all the short for her kin but to many others is small indeed. Wearing a travelers jacket of brown leather that came down to her ankles with a little split up the back with her thin fleshy tail poking out of. Slung over her shoulder a beaten old leather bag with a closed flap on top, the bag has seen better days. As the girl ran she looked back behind her hoping to have lost the people she was running from. As she took her eyes off what in front of her, Ashkore moved his broom as she swept. Both the dragon and mouse cursed as she tripped over the broom slamming into the dragon who was caught flat footed stumbled and fell down.
The mouse Squeaked as she landed on Ashkore but didn't waste time, Scurrying up off the dragon and started running off. She didn't noticed that as she slammed into the dragon that her beg flew open and a scroll sealed with a noble's red wax mark rolled out onto the brick pavement next to the stunned dragon. Ashkore now trying to make sense of what just happened looked down at his broom next to it was the sealed scroll, He picked both up as he looks up seeing three wolfs run past him after what he guess was the mouse. He would have guessed the mouse has stolen something but he knew all to well who the wolfs were, not by name but by the looks of them.
The wolfs following the mouse where part of a gang of thugs that have come around his grandparents shop before, looking for 'protection' money but only got a ass kicking. Quickly getting up off his tail the dragon would hiss as he started running after the others, broom and scroll in hand. The mouse attempting to loose the pack of wolfs on her tail by running down different streets, but not knowing the the streets here ended up running into a dead end. The wolf pack quickly blocking her exit as they finely corner her.
The mouse scared as she looked up at the larger male predator panting heavy. Her small A cup breasts on her chest lifted and fell quickly as she breathed deeply. One of the wolfs stepped forwards panting as well "Hand it over bitch and you don't have to die" saying with a snarl. The mouse girl whimpered in fear, knowing if she did hand the scroll over to them her life was over anyways. Ashkore made his way into the alleyway, not as winded as the others coming up behind the wolfs "I...." she stuttered putting her small hand on the bag, her eyes went wide in fear. She realizing it wasn't in her bag, now with out any options "I can't" she said her hand moving down under her jacket and pulled out a knife.
The alpha wolf laughed at the mouse "We will rip you apart bitch, don't test us". as he finish speaking one of his men yelped in pain as Ashkore Slammed the broom stick down on the the lackeys head. The wolf crumbled to his knees holding his now bleeding head, the broom having broken from the force of the blow. About now would have been a good time for a witty remark by the dragon if this was a comic book but his lips stayed sealed as the two wolfs looked back at him. The leader recognizing him "You again" he growled at the dragon, recognizing him as the one that has kicked his ass and threw him out of the store a few weeks ago. "You little bitch ass fucker, last time it was just you and me this time I have friends" he said realizing his one friend was down for the count but didn't correct himself. "Get him" he said as the two wolfs would charge the dragon.
The dragon taking the broken broom handle in one hand, and lowered himself in a fighting stance, as the two charged him. The leader coming at him with a punch aimed at the dragons head but using the dragons free hand griped the outstretched arm, using the broken broom to jabbed him in the rib cage. Yelped in pain as the broken end of the stick jabbed into his skin and rips, snapping one of the wolf's rib. The dragon wasn't done with him, still holding onto his arm he flung him past of the other wolf, who was the last wolf up. He didn't realize his leader was going to be out for the count or he may have ran off. The last wolf jumped up and attempted to pounce down on the dragon head, but his attack also failed. The wolf did land on top of the dragon but didn't stay there. Using the wolfs own momentum Ashkore griped one of the wolfs arms and threw him against a wall, landing hard against it upside down, falling forwards in a grunt.
It would be clear to anyone watching the fight now that the dragon had combat training of some kind. The mouse girl who only watched the fight, whimpered some not sure if the dragon was here to save her or just wanted the scroll for himself. "Who... who are you" the mouse said after the dragon had dropped the broken stick. Looking at the mouse "I'm Ashkore" he said and pulled out the girls scroll from his belt "you dropped this when you fell on me" he smirked at her. The mouse eyes when wide as she would rush over to him grabbing the scroll away from him looking up at the six an ha half foot tall dragon "um... thank you" she said before running off away from him. The dragon huffed as he watched the girl run off but didn't run after her.
Once the mouse had left Ashkore went up to the leader who was grunting and cursing up at him while holding his wounded side. "What did I tell you about you punks coming around here?" he said and with a kick to the side with the broken rib, causing the wolf to scream in pain "get out of here" he growled at him as he cursed and squirmed. The wolf that was flung against the wall was on his feet helping the wolf that was holding his head onto his feet as the dragon walked out of the alleyway and back to his grandparents shop.