Wranduin

Wranduin <3

Well well well. I need more Wranduin so I wrote something myself. English isn’t my native language and my first fanfic in englisch. But I hope you can understand what I had in mind :D

Enjoy

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A Gift

„What is this?“ Wrathion smiled and sat down. He looked at Anduin with amusement. „Oh my dear king... You know what this is.“ „Yeah... I mean. It's an egg. A white egg? A dragon egg I guess?“ Wrathion nodded and laid his hand on the egg. „I have to tell you something. This egg is older than Stormwind. It belongs to the father of dragons and his mate.“ „You stole this egg?!“ „No! It was… a gift from his mate. Her name... is Sura. She is an aspect like my father was. Her role was to have an eye of thousands eggs from the five dragonflights. These eggs are... so old. They're not related to any of their kind. Sura waited and protect them with her own nest. But none dragon hatched in all these years. But now she knew their time has come. She called us. She called the leader of the five dragon flight. She gave the four the power of the aspects back and for all of us hope. Many eggs hatched as they could felt the presence of their kind. My flight... I'm not the only one more.“ He smiled. Anduin was still only listening. „Then I spoke with her, and she show me her own eggs who turned into stone in those many years. We talk about our... mates. And when I told her that I never want to lose you… Well this egg began to shaking. It was alive. Sura was surprise. She talked to the egg but there was no reaction. As I talked about us again the egg react again. So... this egg is a gift Anduin. A gift from the hope itself. Sura is a dragon of wlight, and she gave the dragons hope. She... gave us hope for… a bigger family I guess?“ Anduin blinked. Wrathion waited for another reaction, but there was no chance for the young lion. The whelp inside the egg was crying and then began to hatch. He fought against the shell. After a few seconds, where there both looked surprised, a white golden whelp hatched. Tired but proud of himself, it crawled out of his egg and looked at them. Then he gave a happy loud and lay down. It was Anduin who touched him first. „You... had waited so long... for us?“ The whelp purred by the touch. Wrahtion smilded again, petting the little dragon whelp. „It seemed so. He's cute, isn't he?“ Anduin nodded. As they took back their hands the dragon changed his form. It was a human baby. Wrathion remembered that this wasn't something a dragon could do after hatching a few minutes ago. He trained four months for his human form and this little whelp manage to do this after a few minutes?! „Is that normal?“, asked Anduin and hugged the baby. Wrathion shook his head. „Well... No. But Sura said something... Look at him Anduin... He looks like you a little.“ Anduin looked down at the baby who opened his again. There was red. Like Wrathion's but a little different... more human. „When we shape shifting we... well we can choose which race but not the look. Let me try something.“ Anduin looked a little confused as he recognized his magic spell. It was to detect the family bonds between persons. „Wrathion?“ Red lines appeared from the baby. One was connected to Anduin, one to Wrathion, both were red. This color stand for parents. Parents in blood. „He is... is our son.“ Anduin was shocked but Wrahtion could hear the sound of happines in Anduin's voice. „Yes. We have a child Anduin.“ This little whelp didn't hatch for the father of dragons or the dragon of light. No, he only hatched for them. He wanted to be with them. It was a gift. „How shall we name him?“, asked Anduin. Well, that was a good question.

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Later after many names Anduin came with ‘Silrion Medivh’ short Sil. Silrion to honor the black dragonflight. They both decided to hide him for the alliance and Sil ist most of the time by Wrathion and the other balck whelps. Ah and Wrathion told Anduin that he is now the Aspect of the earth. Ebyssian is  the one who watched the whelps while Wrathion tried to help Azeroth. After two or three years another gift arrive. This time it’s alittle girl and Wrathion came up with the name Varia. She has darker skin as her brother and black curly hair like Wrathion but the blu eyes from Anduin. Well... maybe a draw a scetch or so...