FOTD 2021

Cooing in a curious way at the strange fruit Mercy came across, it wasn’t often he found something he was unfamiliar with. His claws foot tapped the rough and thick outer skin that was patchy in color, the top looking like the bottom of a balloon but just as thick and unforgiving to give without a good peck of his beak. Round in shape, with a bitter shell, the wind sir tilted his head back and forth at the curiousness.

It was a shame he was far from home at the moment, knowing his rider would happily break into it and explain what things were hidden inside. That only meant it was up to him to see what was inside the well protected thing, deciding he should set to work on that.

Pecking over and over again, soon a gush of red liquid squirted all over his white belly. The male shocked a but but with an opening made it was all he needed to dick those claws into. Ripping open the fruit and staining the snow around him red from a bloodbath that didn’t happen.

Though he still had no name to the creation never seen, Mercy was already eating some of the fleshy seeds inside. A bitter taste with a refreshing sweetness that was enjoyed in hls mild confusions. What could it be? There were trees all around him that they hang from, currently in a state of hibernation so those few that remain didn’t look all that appetizing to begin with.

Bathed in the red of the fruit after eating his fill, it was only hoped the mostly black bird would find a place to bath before he ran into others. Not that it mattered to the dragon himself, off into the wild once more, wondering what other wonders could be around.