(NSFW) The Birth of a King, Part 1
#1 of Vegotio
Meet Vegotio, the Wolf Dragon hybrid.
Never before was the struggle so real as today. Blinded by the greatest natural enemy and pinned by his brother V groaned, coming to. All he manages is to lift an arm up to shield his eyes, still mostly blinded, a heavy weight all over his body, restricting him to the soft ground. His neck is sore and cracks as he bends it, and with a large burst of energy he shoots himself up to his feet.
Stumbling to his feet he holds his head, having a head rush and leans on the wall for support. The sun shines through the window, between the lazily draped shades, a large beam across the pillow where his eyes were. Winning the fight against gravity Vegotio thuds slowly to the bathroom, rubbing his head with a long groaning exhale. Sporting a softening morning wood as he goes to the bathroom he turns his attention to the ceiling, his mind getting lost for a brief moment as it kicks the dust out from sleeping. Flushing and moving to the sink he washed his paws, his wings and tails stretching out as he dries his paws off, and turns to the mirror a second time, looking in his own jade eyes, looking like a pile of shattered green stained glass.
Jumping with a quick sigh of annoyance and eyes closing he turns and heads back into the room, alarm blaring loudly.
" Listen, ye little shit, any more squawk from you and you'll be sleepin' in the trash can " Vegotio mumbles as he turned the alarm off, and sat at the edge of the bed, looking around at the slightly lonely room, ears flicking as a bird chirps.
Jumping again as someone knocks at the door, he curses under his breath softly and jumps up and grabs a pair of shorts on the floor, tugging them on without boxers and looks around for a shirt, grabbing one from his closet tugging it over his head as he reaches for the doorknob.