No Archangel Dragons!

No Archangel Dragons!                           By Death Rose A big white yet blurred figure in sight , right in front of all three of us. Speaking in a soft tone. I know what the words are but i can't figure out the voice. The words are deep and kind ,full of politeness and love that was silent and was lost somewhere inside.  I feel like it is....... *snap* ah! That was just......*lowering head due to sadness* a dream.  After a while, i raised my head and looked around, in the cages both to my left and right, i am glad that my brothers are still there.     Our lives are clinging onto our fates just like these cages clinging onto the walls, ready to fall at anytime, just a little shove required.  It's like forever, we are hanging here like from the start of this world, time pass yet it don't, it's the same everyday, people come to this, buy and sell and go and we.... we are behaved no good. we are not fed well, not treated well, life is like a hell. Now i understand what mommy meant, all that time ago. I don't even know how long it has been since we're here.          We are still kids not grown up yet and yet i can't make a mistake of words like i used to. Now i think hundreds of time before saying a word i am not sure about. i am forced to talk like a mature well mannered person.  There is no joy, not in life, not in our little fights, guess can't do that anymore.      It is long story how we yended up here...... I....* shuddering from fear*.... mean.. ended... You will not beat me up for my mistake, will you, the listener of our story? well... if not.. let start with the first important day of our life , aside  our birthday.          The Time when we were cheerful and happy. Go on and meet our happy selves from the past. Voice 1: Hi everyone! I am ...... i don't know who i am. daddy no  mommy didn't give us any names yet. Voice 2: Hey white rabbit! Why are you taking over our time? Voice 1:but....big brother-. Voice 2: Come on! Make it quick. Voice 3: But what about me, Big brother ? Voice 2:What about you,grey owl? Voice 3:It will be my turn after her.wait? ... What? you can't call us with those name..... what about your own self......Black wolf--- Voice 2: *GRowl* Voice 3:I did call you a black wolf but it is not necessary for you to act like one, all of a sudden. Voice 1: I know we don't have names but you can't make us total different animals. Voice 2: But both of you act like those animals. Voice 1 and 3: we both are exactly what you are, then you are also a foolish owl and a scardey rabbit. He pounced upon both of them but white one was able to escape. Voice 1: Never mind my siblings.Since we don't have names yet you can call us according to our feather colours or complexion. You can call me White and you can call my brothers Black and Grey. The oldest one is Black but can't say for sure if he actually is black in colour. (As she tells us about herself the growling sound in the background continues) White:I know it sounds weird to have feathers being dragons but we have feather all over our bodies.We are archangel dragons, i guess but daddy doesn't have any feathers. maybe..... we got it from mommy but we look exactly like baddy .. i mean gaddy ... yynn.. daddy. Black: Out of the way White looked back and... White: Aaaagghh!!!! and she also got caught up in their fight, they both rolling around to keep each other down but they reached her in this struggle. Grey and White got their heads strike each other while Black got his own tail on his head , right in the middle of face. Is this just a sweet short story? Will their life roll like them? any suggestions? any wishes? just leave a comment below and continue reading! See you soon, in the next chaps folks!