[BRAND] Oops, I had a Growth Spurt

[Scorn]

Time and Date:: February 1rst - early morning

Weather:: Cold, lightly snowing, foggy

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CURRENT IC SEASON - DEVASTATING WINTER

Scorn had noticed over the night that he had been changing. While his human hardly realized it, he was growing rapidly. Most of it occurred during the night, whilst the human was asleep, and it surprised and scared Scorn that he was changing so rapidly. Nonetheless, he couldn't stop nature, thus his growth spurt took charge and he grew rapidly over the course of one night. Thus by the time dawn had broken the dragon was no longer the cute and small monstrous nightmare he had once been; no, now he had more then doubled in size, almost tripled in fact. He was not quite at his full grown size yet, but he was already as big as a night fury.

He had gone outside before he had outgrown his home, and now that he had grown so much he found he could not fit back inside. Thus he sat outside, shivering, finding the boys window as the sun rose. His snout pushed through the open window, sniffing the air. He knew Brand was in there, and peeked into the room, crooning sadly.

Pushing his nose back into the room, he reached out one long forked tongue in an attempt to wake his human up, not realizing how scary it must be to wake up to a near full grown nightmare poking his nose into ones room. It would certainly be a surprise; an alarming one at that... One that Scorn was... not quite.... prepared for.

[Brand Curador]

There were days where a certain dragon healer apprentice wondered if he was insane. Getting dreams about weird creatures that are not supposed to exist, either in reality, either in mythology, wearing strange pyramidal hats to wish happy birthday to a salmon is a proof of an unhealthy mind, according to Brand. No, he would not talk about these at all. Firstly, it would be difficult to describe dreams he quickly forgot about. Secondly, he did not want to be seen as someone insane.
In the end, it was not that important, but Brand seemed, from time to time, to worry about himself.

Scorn did grow up quickly. Way more quickly than expected. Everyday, Brand had to change Scorn's bandages to match with his new size... Thankfully, the wounds were getting cured as quickly as the dragon's growth. Overally, the amount of cloth used was kinda the same. However, they would have been forced to move Scorn outside if they wanted to keep their house intact.

This morning, almost as usual, the viking woke up because of something warm, wet and squishy against his face. He frowned and rolled to the side, softly leaving this weird dream before opening his eyes. Finally, Brand would just freeze in place, looking at the large snout coming from his window. Even SoftSting didn't do this scary thing. And if she ever did, it would not have been this scary, since a Nightmare's maw is larger than a Nadder's. 'So large he could gobble up a whole viking', they said. Brand suddenly stood up from his bed, away from the dragon's head, remembering several seconds later it was Scorn's.

"... Thor, I know you are worried about me, but... Just stop scaring me like that..!"

The human rubbed his forehead, letting out a sigh. He thought he was about to die or something like that, from a wild, hungry Nightmare. Brand definitly was not still used to Scorn's closeness.

"So, still there, even with almost no wound left..?" surprised about this, the viking remembered that her mother told him something like 'he likes you', or 'why don't you train him and keep him, he'd be happy'. Brand maybe was a trainer, but he thought he had better things to do than playing the human daddy dragon.

"Good morning, then." he would finally add after patting once Scorn's snout. "Just... Knock to the window from now on, please..."

[Scorn]

Snout in the window, Scorn found his clawed wings clinging to the side of the house, for he had had to climb part way up the house just to get his nose to the window. Now he found himself pulling his nose out of the window, climbing further up the house, before reaching his nose back in the window, at more of an upside down angle. At his humans alarmed voice, a dragon like chuckle escaped him, as he climbed back down, shoving his nose in the window once more. As Brand talked to him, Scorn gave a soft murr sound and as the human patted his snout, Scorns instinctive reaction was to push his nose up against Brands hand, obviously craving the attention.

As Brand said his good morning, which Scorn was being accustomed to now, Scorn pulled his snout from the window, chirping sharply as he scuttled down to the snow, where he jumped and hovered in circles as he waited for Brand to come outside. His wing had almost fully healed, and little did he know but he could now use it to fly with; already he was getting the wild instincts long ago set in him, ever urging him to spread his wings and take to the skies.

It was something he longed to do, but at the same time he didn't want to abandon his new human. Little did he realize the human could ride on his back; this concept was not yet understood by the young dragon, but oh so soon he would learn. Yes, he would learn. The hard way.

[Brand Curador]

Scorn's eagerness would even be noticed by someone blind. Brand watched at the dragon from his room's windows for several seconds, guessing he had no choice but pass time with this flying reptile. The viking sighed and closed his windows, since it was getting cold in there, before preparing himself. As usual, warm clothes, a soup for breakfast, while Frida, Brand's mom, opened the door to the outside to give Scorn a slice of meat. His father was there, this morning, so they could chat a little bit and pass time together. Having been surprised to see a dragon at home, now both of Brand's parents were convinced their son had to train Scorn.

"Seriously..?" he replied when they both suggested this to the apprentice. "It's not... It's not because I passed the academy that I can train a dragon."

"But that's what you had to do. And you did it well, right ?"

Brand sighed and rubbed his forehead before standing up. "I suppose I can try... But I don't know what he would do. The dragon might go away when fully healed, so it might be a waste of time."

But there was no reason to do nothing at all about this. Finally, minutes later, Brand would get out, already shivering slightly to the cold outside. And Scorn had to endure that all night long ? He suddenly felt cruel. An unpleasant feeling. He took note that he should help the dragon to stay warm from now on...

"So..." he wanted to say a name, but the dragon did not have one, as far as he knew. "Uh, well. Let's walk, I'll try to teach you how to behave in a human society." Would the dragon understand ? Surely not. Brand approached the onstrous Nightmare and looked into his eyes. "Promise me you won't do anything stupid... Just... Stay calm, okay ?"