Backstory
Pigeonspring’s life was wake up, find food, try to grow her tiny farms in her van and then go to sleep. This was an over simplification, when monsters were always lucking around in this wasteland.
Pigeonspring was also getting lonely, most of the people she had met tried to use her for finding food. She longed for contact but at this point she’d been hurt too much.
She was eventually felled by one of the monsters of the wasteland.
Then she found herself in an afterlife realm, it was sprawling lakes and forests. It was far more peaceful then her life.
There were lots of people who liked to fight dungeons and seek glory but not many who wanted to supply food and items. She decided to tap into the market, the spawning loot boxes and her already being well versed in farming, foraging and fishing. She became well know and even found transport chests to deliver things instantly to clients. She was also know for odd jobs if you paid well enough, from ghost hunting to special orders, she’d do it for the right price.
She still didn’t really have anyone to share her afterlife with, no friends just friendly acquaintances. She pushed down her loneliness and kept trudging on.
She was searching in a chasm one day, she knew this was a decent place to find loot boxes and caches, meaning more things to sell or decorate her van with. She was using a very thick wire harnessed and tied around her thoroughly to rappel down the cliff but she was still shaking. Heights were not her favourite… well nothing was really her favourite when you’re practically scared of everything to some degree. Maybe fishing and farming she supposed but those still had risks, like bees and drowning.
She would be more afraid if she wasn’t stumbling upon a treasure trove and discovering a gorgeous and massive plush stingray that she could totally lie on top of, which oh plushies, now there was one of the few things she was not afraid of at all.
She was trying ram it into her Lungfish bag of holding when she heard a weak whine. She jumped in fear but her curiosity got the better of her, she had to follow where it was coming from. Maybe she’d even make a new client if she helped out but even if not she would feel bad if she just left whoever it was alone.
She squirmed her way into a small cave, stalagmites overgrowing the entrance. She couldn’t go any farther now the stalagmites were too dense.
“Hello? Someone there?” She asked fearing both an answer and the claustrophobia.
A growl almost had her squirming back out right that moment.
“So hungry”
Oh that was ominous, well she doesn’t want to be the food and she did have quite a bit in her bag. “Here, you can have my lunch.” She slips it past the rocky barrier and hears feverish munching.
She grabs some more of her food out and slips it in feeling sympathy for someone so hungry, she remembers that so often back when she was alive. “Here I just caught these fish you can have them too, uh they are cooked so don’t worry about that, just watch out for bones.”
When she heard the sound of the fish being so easily crunched bones and all she knew it was time to go. She was backing out when she saw a massive white paw cracked through some of the stalagmites with ease. She was going much faster now, when she got out she pulled on the rope to be reeled up just as she saw something colossal burst out from the side of the cliff, it locked eyes with her and oh no it had wings. She also pushed the odd thought that this creature had beautiful kind blue eyes out of her head.
She unclipped the harness and ran to her ATV as fast as her legs could carry and took off in it at speeds she would never usually be comfortable. She didn’t stop until she met a lake, gently easing into boat mode.
She was relieved, it didn’t seem to be following her.
Few days later.
Pigeonspring was exhausted, she had found some new seeds for her windowsill farm that she hoped she could get to grow, as she stumbled to the door she didn’t notice the demigoddess’s burned seal on the ATV.
She opened the door and was shocked, her home’s interior had been transformed, it was sprawling with space, a living room with stairs that lead up somewhere and other doors, she could even see one that lead to an empty garden with her old windowsill plant farm having been put in that room for her to arrange later. She did a double take making sure she was in the right place. This was her ATV?
This was when she felt arms snake around her, she jumped in fear but the pull of a gentle touch she hadn’t felt in years made it hard to struggle when her body wanted to lean into the source.
It was this damn creature again, she’d had a few close calls with it in the last few days but now it had found her home and changed it.
“Do you like it? Only the best for my mate. If it’s not to your liking I can change it.” The beast woman purred. The rumble from the woman’s chest as she draped herself over her was like a lullaby.
“Mate?”
“Yes, I’m sure you can smell it too.”
Pigeonspring could, it was odd but she had always been told you’d recognize a compatible mate by there smell. This beast smelt so peaceful and calming and perfect. “I can.”
The woman smiled a toothy but loving grim “I’m glad, you really saved me, I was trapped in there for a while because I didn’t eat for a long time and started to hibernate and then you came along and gave me food without asking for anything, so I thought I’d repay you.”
Pigeonspring just wondered if the woman liked the fact that someone had tried to help her. What she did wasn’t that impressive to deserve all this.
Pigeonspring’s brain already foggy and exhausted from running from monsters all day had decided for her that “this is a good thing, someone who seems to like you and is doing things for you instread of you always having to do stuff for them Pigeonspring, just accept it and go to sleep. This dragon woman was beautiful wasn’t she.” Another half of her that was always afraid wanted answers.
“What did you do to my home.”
“Oh well you have a bag of holding right? It’s kinda the same principle. No furniture yet though other then what you had, we need to find that. If you’ll let me stay inside that is?”
The fact that this dragon had been watching her long enough to know this was a little unnerving. That brought the other question one that she didn’t need an answer for, the woman’s soft smell of fresh sheets, roasting marshmallows and a wet forest were enough to tell her that yes, they were compatible as mates.
“Okay for now you can stay but I need to know more about you when I wake up.” Pigeonspring yawned. She realized that they were both desperate to have someone that would care for each other, a trial run wouldn't hurt.
The woman with her upper half of her body still draped over her purred even deeper. “Thank you, I will prove to you why I’m such a good mate.” ‘and you will have no reason to abandon me like everyone else has the second they see me’ she kept that part silent of course, she didn’t want to come off full needy at there first real meeting.
“You look like skin and bones, at least eat some of this jam and bread I made okay”
They shared this food, Pigeonspring almost wanting to cry from the amazing flavor and then fell asleep on the large stringray plush that she found when they first met.