yikes fairy dog, can you image a dragon trained in the ways of either a skywing or icewing fighting skills, only to find a nasty suprise! yikes times 2! 

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Spirit of a SandWing

Speed of a ѕкуωιηg 

Cunning of a ℕightWing

Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

Swimming skills of a Seawing

Strength of a [̲̅M̲̅][̲̅u̲̅][̲̅d̲̅][̲̅w̲̅][̲̅i̲̅][̲̅n̲̅][̲̅g̲̅]

 

 

Not sure this is accurate, but this could be how Peril figured out she had firescales. 

 

The grumpy skywing dragonet heard a scratching noise and then a desperate squeal. Opening her eyes, she saw a hard substance covering her. Peril looked around in fright and found another male dragonet with her. He was clawing at the substance, casting frightened eyes everywhere, screaming a high pitched wail of pure torment. Peril growled and swatted him with her talon to make him stop. He just screamed louder. Peril scowled and went smack him again when she felt a terrific jolt and hit the ground.

 

That was when the hard covering was splintered with deadly cracks and shattered apart. Peril tumbled onto the ground, rubbing her head before gasping and watching as a huge pair of massive talons reached in to grab the male dragonet. Peril would've saved him, but she was not quick enough. The red talons grabbed her screaming, petrified brother and in one swift movement, dragged its claws across his throat. 

 

Peril stared in shock as a red, gooey substance poured out and the baby dragonet's eyes went white and he fell limp. "Well done." said a silky voice, "now guards, kill her please." 

 

Peril gave a cry of strangled anger, though she did not know why, as she heard a gasp of disbelief. Then those same talons filled her vision and grabbed her around the body. Cold wind whipped by for split seconds, but Peril was boiling, these were the talons that killed her brother, and she knew how she could punish them. She had the power. Angrily, Peril flared her wings, covering the talons with her own smoking wings. There was a sharp cry of agony before Peril felt herself falling, suspended between earth and sky, element and element, before she hit the ground with a thud. 

 

"careful! don't touch her!" the cruel voice shrieked, "she has TOO MUCH FIRE!!" Peril looked around at the swarming masses of red and orange bodies. But she could not stop herself from watching the red shape winging speedily its way across the sky. Without knowing it, Peril felt that those wings held a secret to her future that she would eventually find out. If only she was patient. 

 

 

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Spirit of a SandWing

Speed of a ѕкуωιηg 

Cunning of a ℕightWing

Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

Swimming skills of a Seawing

Strength of a [̲̅M̲̅][̲̅u̲̅][̲̅d̲̅][̲̅w̲̅][̲̅i̲̅][̲̅n̲̅][̲̅g̲̅]

 

 

Turquoise, can't wait!!

 

tigerconfident, OOF, that is heartbreaking. Peril really has had tough breaks, hasn't she. I just want to make her firescales safe long enough to give her a hug.

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I'm just about to post a story about my OC Thunderchaser (Thunder) when he discovers that his mother has died. This affected him greatly, as he never knew who his father was. 

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Tҽαɱ FσƚP: Fennec, QuartzNeptune

 

Resident scaly otter

 

Whenever your tears won't dryI'll be there

 

#scalyottersneedlove

 

 

 

 

I made some edits to my OC a bit to make the story work. Hope you enjoy Thunder's story. I know it doesn't exactly fit this category, as this story starter seems more about discovering power, but this discovery changed Thunder's life drastically. Here it is:

 

The SkyWing arena was filled with swarms of red and orange dragons, cheering out as a old SeaWing and a scrawny IceWing battled it out. Talons hit scales in feeble blasts, before the IceWing roared, releasing it's icy breath onto the SeaWing. Thunder couldn't fathom the darkness that must have enfolded over the SeaWing's eyes as it crumpled to the ground, body encased in a shining layer of frost, sparkling in the sunlight. SkyWings leapt up, roaring with pure, unholy delight, the air currents disturbed as excited wings moved. Grimacing, Thunder moved out the crowd, his deep orange scales brushing against other dragons.

 

Taking to the skies, Thunder left his worries behind him, chasing the sun over the horizon, his wings taking him to the only other place that he could hide from Queen Scarlet's disgusting reign. The rainforest. Landing on the soft, moss-laden ground, Thunder closed his large wings, the gold ring around his horn glittering. Moving past the trees, Thunder shuddered as he felt some sort of creature move over his scales. The orange of his body stood out against the calming forest-green around him, until he reached the entrance. Ivy hung over the tunnel's opening, and the SkyWing pushed through it without a second glance.

 

Running his talons along the smooth walls, Thunder flared his wings slightly and glided along the tunnel, desperate to get to his destination. Bursting out through the other end of the tunnel, Thunder felt pure relief as soon as he saw the other NightWings flying around the volcano. Some dragons looked at him carefully, before they noticed the white dots on the undersides of his wings, similar to that of a NightWing, and the black line down both his side, the inky ebony of a NightWing's scales. He caught sight of Mountainmover, and moved to her side. Mountainmover had been a friend of his Mother's for a long time, and was the only dragon apart from family that Thunder could fully trust.

"Mountain, have you seen my mother?" Thunder questioned, folding in his wings against his sides "Voidseeker?" Mountain asked.
"Yep, that's my mother last time I checked"
"She's... She's with Greatness"

Thunder's mind clicked, being with Greatness couldn't mean anything good. Thunder immediately flared his wings and began his descent to the NightWing palace, his speed picking up thanks to his SkyWing father; the dragon who had given up on him as soon as he had hatched. Shaking the thoughts out of his head, he burst into Greatness's chamber, in time to see the unmoving shape of Voidseeker.

 

The breath caught in his throat, and Thunder's amber eyes narrowed at Greatness "Did you... Did you k-kill Voidseeker?" He said, his voice coming out higher than he wanted "Of course not. She killed herself, Thunderchaser. She couldn't stand knowing that you were her son"
Thunder felt his insides freeze, as everything clicked into place. That's why Mountainmover had been hesitant. Folding his wings, Thunder stared at his talons, lowering his head down. Mother didn't like me? Maybe she doesn't like hybrids? But she loved Inferno, she loved my father... Thunder felt his heart shatter into pieces, as the weight of his life pressed down on him, pushing him further down into the hole in his heart where his mother had once belonged.

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Resident scaly otter

 

Whenever your tears won't dryI'll be there

 

#scalyottersneedlove

 

 

 

 

((Clownfish has a lot to hide... not just his power... but being the only grandson of Queen Coral doesn't make him liked much.))

 

 

From the very beginning, Clownfish was remarkably good at hiding. His odd striped appearance aided in that, breaking up his indigo silhouette so that Shark or Moray couldn't see him through the winding tangles of seaweed that surrounded his secret hideout. The little cavern was covered in bits and bobs, scrolls he'd gotten from his uncles, a preserved wood and pearl amulet that his mother had left him before she died, a conch shell and a dried out sea urchin. 

'Three more days until the Talons of Power ceramony. Three more days until I know if Grandmother will treat me like Anenome.'

He shivered. The idea of being kept on a leash, never able to swim around the reefs and splash with his youngest uncles, it was nerve shattering. 

 

But he went anyway, sitting there with a forlorn expression as Whirlpool handed out coconuts. Clownfish stared down at his, the green fruit blankly looking back. 

'Do not do anything. Please, don't do anything. In fact, if I tell you to do naything, just... uh... break. That's not magic.I'm not magic.'

"Clownfish."

A voice called out. Everyone was looking at him. For a moment, Clownfish looked over the dragons, searching for his father. But the prince wasn't there. He sighed, used to the feeling of abandonment.

"Uh... coconut. Fly up and hover there."

The coconut dropped from his talons, and despite landing softly on the sand, broke clearly in half, spilling milk over the beach. 

'No... no way.'

Clownfish tried to hold his wings still, watching Whirlpool inspect the fruit with a glaring eye pointed towards him. 

"He must have punctured it with atalon. Nothing odd."

The sigh was of releif. Most of the others must have thought it was because he wasn't magical. But Clownfish was sighing because he was safe.

 

 

When he got back to his hideout, he fished out his mother's amulet, holding it in his talons. The dark pearl in the center looked up at him, almost like it was his mother's dark green eye looking out at him. But Porpoise was dead, she had been for almost two years. 

"I enchant this amulet to protect the soul of Clownfish of the SeaWIngs, to never allow him to lose his soul and keep his soul safe from other animi."

He said firmly, and for a moment, the pearl gleamed a slight blue, and he draped the amulet over his neck. 

"It's my seceret. Now and forever, nobody will know."

 

 

((I decided to write Scarab instead of Tremor because Tremor is... really hard to write.)

 

Scarab lived up to his name. Gleaming green scales dotted his wings and tail, his eyes shone like stars, dark blue laced into black. Nobody thought him different, he was simply an oddity. Five hundred years ago, that would have meant Burn's Weirdling tower, but now hybrids and albinos and dragons with extra claws were safe under Queen Sunbeam's rule. If anything, the Golden Queen took great pride in her kingdom's variety, even in her own daughter, Lavasand, who's black scales were a sight to behold. 

"I'm just saying, it's not like we're watching them tear eachother's throats out like back then Tarantula. The RainWing's system of inheritance is so much better." 

The Rain/Sand hybrid looked at Scarab suspicously, as is he didn't entirely believe that. The golden and black shapes in the arena far below were locked in a match of claws and dice, and it looked like Lavasand was winning. Suddenly, the princess leaped up, cheering victoriously, waving at her friends with a wide smile on her face as Queen... or Former Queen Sunbeam sat back, sighing but smiling. Scarab and Tarantula leaped down, landing beside their freind as she hopped from foot to foot, smiling broadly.

 

 

(I have to go but I will finish these up!)

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Darkside: Shade

Hydrus is Here too I guess 

 

 

 

 

"Tick tock, Feed the Croc"

 

Never speak to me or my 62 cats ever again.

 

pronghorn is my son now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thanks Sarah. Continue being so happy, it really excites people and sees the good in them. Good job, continue the great work! ON top of that, i'm also going to write a story on when Coral hatches Anemone. 

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Spirit of a SandWing

Speed of a ѕкуωιηg 

Cunning of a ℕightWing

Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

Swimming skills of a Seawing

Strength of a [̲̅M̲̅][̲̅u̲̅][̲̅d̲̅][̲̅w̲̅][̲̅i̲̅][̲̅n̲̅][̲̅g̲̅]

 

 

My sand/night hybrids origins have been written. Behold!

 

The first time DuneListener's sister tried to kill him he was 2 years old, and it was on his parent's orders. Well she was his step sister, Dust wasn't really his father. His mom Cacti watched with distaste, "Is that the best you can do! Kill him!"

Growing up as a hybrid in the scorpion den was okay for most, but being part nightwing made it infinitely harder. He wondered about his true father and why his dad hadn’t taken him. Why would he leave him with Cacti? His sister snapped at him, "Hey blood eyes! wake up!" She swung a claw at him striking his chest.

“Don’t call me that.” He growled struggling to his feet.

“Oh sorry, would you prefer one of the other nicknames? Red tears? Maroon face? Cry-baby-death-stare?” She laughed at him. She was making fun of the dark red patterns of scales near his eyes. They looked exactly like tears. According to the scrolls he’d read they meant mind reading, but throughout his life he never could read minds. And they were supposed to be silver! The rest of his scales were weird also, like one of those black lizards with yellow diamonds on the back. He did have a barbed tail though. His talons ached and he grunted with the pain.

“Looks like your son doesn’t have any nerves.” Dust commented with infinite disappointment.

“He gets that from his father.” Cacti said with a growl, “His cowardness and compassion too.”

DuneListner’s heart fell. Even his mom didn’t love him. And than a fiery cannon shot his heart back up, now filled with anger! Filled with a new anger he lunged and stabbed his sister, just a tiny prick but it was enough for a normal sandwing. Only he wasn’t normal.

Pathetic wretch! A thought snapped in his head as he stumbled back, Not even any venom in his tail! He’ll always lose to me! There was a stumble in the thoughts like, like, like a fear of losing. How? Are these! Her thoughts? DuneListner’s mind went reeling, and he blacked out.

 

(I may write more)

 

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 I'm am not Hawk soom wood sai I'm am da Raverze! +I'm Indigo Pizza!!!+

 

 

This may not be accurate, but here is my version of the story of Coral hatching Anemone. 

 

Coral felt the bubbles begin around her, moving gently around her wings, signalling time to wake up. Coral Snarled gently and tented her wing around the beautiful blue egg underneath it. Without knowing it, She flashed her aquatic, Don't worry my little Anemone, I'm here for you. Your mother is here and she won't let anything happen to you like what happened to Gi- Coral got up abruptly, shaking her head, dashing the thought from the brain. She would not think of that, she would NOT think about it.

 

Eventually she got up, rubbing her talons over her sandy, gritty eyes, and looked around. The hatchery looked like normal. Bubbles rising from vents in the ground which also released hot water. No sharks, no blood and no sign of any danger, her child was safe for another day, so long as she stayed with her. Then there was the statue of Orca. Coral smiled a watery smile of pride, fear and sadness. Her daughter Orca had been proud, strong and confident, sure she could defeat her mother if she wanted to. Coral shivered as she realised how close and beautiful daughter had come. But her last words puzzled her. She had said, “I’ve done this all wrong haven’t it? You should thank me mother, because of me you’re going to rule forever…”

 

Coral looked around again and scowled ever so slightly as her eyes rested on the newest batches of Seawing Princes. It wasn’t like she didn’t like them, but after watching every Prince ever hatched grow up happy, healthy, mischievous and playful, was like an extra knife in the heart. But not this time. Coral told herself and her baby so fiercely it almost surprised her. My husband did NOT die for nothing. My baby is mine, and she will stay that way! Coral hissed to no one in particular in aquatic. That was when she felt the movement beneath her tented wing and tail.

 

Quickly, she whirled around, her massive tail stirring the water. The egg was shaking, THE EGG WAS SHAKING!!! Coral gave a strangled cry of triumph, beauty and pride as a talon appeared through the egg-shell covering, then another. Soon, a beautiful white-pink-grey dragonet had struggled out of the egg with a very smug face on. She would’ve looked like any other Seawing to a dragon of another tribe, but to Coral the dragonet was triumph. She was a symbol of beauty, Strength, pride, triumph, determination and will. Coral felt all of this surging through her scales as she picked up her baby… her daughter.

 

Then she lifted her head to the roof of the hatchery and roared out her triumph. Peace, sadness, sorry, new life and all of her other emotions came out in a flood of noise, swelling until it hit the ears of the guards outside.

 

They came rushing in, tails lashing, snouts narrowed and their aquatic flashing nervously. Coral looked at them, tears running down her face as she revealed her dragonet. The guards stared at the baby with ecstatic faces, for their kingdom now had an heir.

 

Coral barely noticed, flying as fast and triumphant as she could through her kingdom, her dragonet held high above her head, a small seawing prince watching with an odd expression. If she had looked, Coral would’ve seen that his expression held one of sorrow, despair and resolve. Resolve that Coral had only seen and felt on her face, and in her own emotions.

 

But she did not notice, and was unaware that that particular dragonet would save her daughter many times over in the years to come.

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Spirit of a SandWing

Speed of a ѕкуωιηg 

Cunning of a ℕightWing

Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

Swimming skills of a Seawing

Strength of a [̲̅M̲̅][̲̅u̲̅][̲̅d̲̅][̲̅w̲̅][̲̅i̲̅][̲̅n̲̅][̲̅g̲̅]

 

 

((I decided to write Scarab instead of Tremor because Tremor is... really hard to write.)

 

Scarab lived up to his name. Gleaming green scales dotted his wings and tail, his eyes shone like stars, dark blue laced into black. Nobody thought him different, he was simply an oddity. Five hundred years ago, that would have meant Burn's Weirdling tower, but now hybrids and albinos and dragons with extra claws were safe under Queen Sunbeam's rule. If anything, the Golden Queen took great pride in her kingdom's variety, even in her own daughter, Lavadust, who's black scales were a sight to behold. 

"I'm just saying, it's not like we're watching them tear eachother's throats out like back then Tarantula. The RainWing's system of inheritance is so much better." 

The Rain/Sand hybrid looked at Scarab suspicously, as is he didn't entirely believe that. The golden and black shapes in the arena far below were locked in a match of claws and dice, and it looked like Lavadust was winning. Suddenly, the princess leaped up, cheering victoriously, waving at her friends with a wide smile on her face as Queen... or Former Queen Sunbeam sat back, sighing but smiling. Scarab and Tarantula leaped down, landing beside their friend as she hopped from foot to foot, smiling broadly. 

 

For weeks after Lavadust had become Queen, Scarab felt a strange feeling in his chest. He hadn't thought much about it, until something strange turned up. Two of the guards brought in a dead dragon, a SandWing, with purple scales trailing down his legs ad face like winding vines of ivy. 

"He looks kinda like you, Scarab."

Tarantula said, pointing to the small divet in the horn on the dragon's nose. The same as Scarab. 

"Well, he's not my dad. I watched him die, remember? In the sandstorm?"

The hybrid when silent, looking over at his own mother, the RainWing speaking in curt tones to one of the guards. Lavadust appeared in the doorway, and the dragons bowed deeply, stepped to the side to allow her to come forward.

"Has anyone found his family?"

"Not yet your highness."

The queen sighed, looking over at Scarab.

"Keep looking."

 

It happened with only Lavadust, tarantula and the dragon's sister in the room.

"His name was Grapevine. I... I'm Aloe."

She had her eyes locked on Scarab. Constantly. He shivred.

"Well, we will continue trying to find why he died, and so close to the palace... we pro..."

A surge of cool energy had flown up Scarab's scales, and he had frozen in place, along with the others, as his scales almost flipped over, turning to white, sharpened edges, his talons becoming serrated and sharp. He swung his tail around, the green spots standing bright against pure white, the whiplike tip swinging. IceWing tail, IceWing scales.

"HOLY BEETLES AND BOULDERS."

Tarantula crowed, and Lavadust gawped, staring at him in astonishment. Aloe looked suprised, but not nearly as much as the others.

"You just... how did you do that?"

"I DON'T KNOW! WHAT IF IT'S AN ENCHANTMENT?!"

He scratched at his arm but the scales stayed the same.

"Calm down. Focus on the desert and the Sand Kingdom."

Aloe's voice was calm, and he stopped clawing at himself and tried that. He thought of the sands and the cacti and the lizards. His scales went warm again, then hot. When Scarab looked down, his claws were tan again, and normal as ever.

"How did you know that?"

Lavadust questioned, looking at Aloe with a skeptical glare. The smaller SandWing lifted her wings to reveal twisting blue-green shapes, like an aloe plant.

"Becuse I'm like him."

 

"I didn't come here knowing you were Firebird's son. We all thought that she and her family died in the sadnstorm."

Aloe walked along with Scarab in a long deserted part of the stronghold, the place where Burn, the Bloody Heir, had kept her collection. Most dragons avoided t, so they had privacy here. 

"Firebird? My mother?"

"She had this power too. You're father was a normal dragon, who she met after the death of her father. Grapevine and I thought we were the last of the SandWing ShapeWings..."

She looked over at him, her scales flipping like his had to reveal a rainWing, her amber eyes gleaming in the low light. A slab of obsidian had appeared in her claw, and she tapped it, making a map of Pyhrria appear on the screen, multicolored dots scattered across it's surface, barring the Ice Kingdom.

"But you're still alive."

 

 

 

((I already have Kookabura written, and I'll probably do another ShapeWing one... so...))

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Darkside: Shade

Hydrus is Here too I guess 

 

 

 

 

"Tick tock, Feed the Croc"

 

Never speak to me or my 62 cats ever again.

 

pronghorn is my son now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

neptune and Hawk, noooooo. : ( Both of these are so sad. 

 

Turquoise, whoa! These are cool (and I love your OCs' names!)

 

tigerconfident, ooh, nice Coral POV!

 

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Hey sarah, what would you like me to write a story about? I'd love to know please!

 

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Spirit of a SandWing

Speed of a ѕкуωιηg 

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Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

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Strength of a [̲̅M̲̅][̲̅u̲̅][̲̅d̲̅][̲̅w̲̅][̲̅i̲̅][̲̅n̲̅][̲̅g̲̅]

 

 

Until then, here is a story about a dragon that i am, Her name is Shadow, 

 

 

Shadow was a rainwing icewing hybrid. She had a silver ruff that shimmered in the sun like Diamonds strewn across silver silk. She had deadly icewing spikes rattling down her back and sharp, serrated claws that could tear scales off a dragon as easily as breathing. She looked like a rainwing, in everything else though, and could change all of her scales, except her ruff, which was permanently silver. 

 

One day, Shadow was wandering around the trees of the rainwing kingdom when she came across a tunnel. "I wonder which tunnel this is?" Shadow hissed, lowering her elegant muzzle, her tail lashing. She could smell sand....and freedom. Something she could not experience in the rainforest. Her spines and claws caught on everything, and she was almost too beautiful for some of the other female rainwings to like her. 

 

Shadow looked back, and then snarled. She crawled through the tunnel and then was hit with the most delightful wind. It was gritty, sandy, tasted like dragon sweat, felt like freedom. Shadow just stared around her in shock. She was in the sandwing kingdom. Without meaning to, Shadow's scales went vibrant swirls of pink, yellow and gold. Suddenly, she leaped into the air, as silent as death. She whirled around, letting her ruff shine like a lighthouse in thousands of directions, her Icewings spikes catching the light and redirecting it like thousands of crystal shards attached to her back and tail. 

 

That was when she saw it. A net, sailing straight for her. Shadow threw up her wings, halting her swooping flight abruptly, and beat them powerfully. She soared above the net, gasping in shock and feeling anger surge through her. She swung her head around, flaring her ruff and spikes, snarling lividly. Several Sandwings were below her, with a net-shooting catapult. She saw one of the Sandwings talk to another dragon, shrouded in the shade cast from the catapult, and then release the net. 

 

Shadow snarled and dove for the massive piece of rope, twisting in an elaborate dive that allowed her to slip around it. She flung up her tail, and spikes went shooting down to the Sandwings. Several dove for cover, but one shot a blast of fire as Shadow swooped past. Shadow felt the agony hit the base of her tail and she screamed in pain, twisting her wings so that they beat the fire in the other direction with wind. 

 

The other dragon stepped out of the shadows, and Shadow realized it was.....a nightwing!!

 

What do they want with me!? Shadow thought angrily to herself as she set herself up for another dive. She flung her spikes and this time, frostbreath shot out of her mouth. The catapult was pulling back and when the frostbreath hit it, it gave a great groan and the timbers snapped. Shadow uprighted herself and hovered above the retreating Sandwings, crowing with victory. That was when she noticed two things at once. 

 

The nightwing was still there. And when the catapult had snapped, it had released one last net. Shadow gave a shriek of anger as the net wrapped around her wings, trapping them beside her body, sending her into the sandy ground, her heavy body leaving ditches in the ground.  She roared with fury and reared up, lashing her tail angrily. THe Sand wings swarmed forward, slamming a heavy iron cylinder around her tail, so that her icewing spikes would not slice through the net. Shadow roared again, as one of the sandwings reached forward with a heavy iron muzzle like that for sandwings. She waited, then lashed out with her serrated claws, ripping jagged slices down his wings. He gave a high pitched scream of pain, and Shadow was momentarily distracted. 

 

That was when the Nightwing leapt forward, slamming the muzzle down on her snout, and leaping back rapidly. Shadow snarled and roared as best she could, scraping her claws across the muzzle. But it was no good, she was well and truly caught. Silently, she laid her head down, watching with burning eyes the sandwings and nightwing who had somehow known she was coming and had caught her. 

 

Shadow's ears were strained to the max when the sandwing turned around. Rapidly, the nigthwing knelt down, "Stay tight beautiful." he hissed and Shadow snarled and sliced at him, "Our plans for you are incredibly interesting. 

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Spirit of a SandWing

Speed of a ѕкуωιηg 

Cunning of a ℕightWing

Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

Swimming skills of a Seawing

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Guys, I've wrote two stories for this. Peril's and my OC Thunder's. Now tell me who you want me to write about and about what!

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Hey guys, not sure if you read my last Shadow story, but here is another part of it, hope you enjoy it. 

 

 

When Shadow finally woke up, She could not remember where she was. "What on earth happened to me?" Shadow wondered aloud, moving her head around to scratch her tail. CLANG! Shadow gave a hiss as her head stopped moving and that was when she noticed it. A massive muzzle curving around her snout, attached to a long chain bolted into the floor by a massive ring.

 

Manacles were also attached to each of her legs. Thick pieces of steel, attached to chains that were long enough to allow her to move her talons a little bit, and maybe turn around but not enough for a substantial walk. Growling, she laid down and looked at her surroundings. She was in a massive building with arches soaring up high and a dome reaching with its wide-rounded head for the sky. Out the windows she caught glimpses of sand and snarled. "So. i'm in the sand kingdom." she mused to herself, her eyes darting around, "I wonder what that pompous nightwing brought me here for." Shadow was not worried, despite all of this. She knew she could get out. She was a secret animus after all, and these dragons had so picked on the wrong female.

 

"An excellent question to ask." came a smooth voice from behind her. 

 

Shadow roared and reared up, flinging her body around. She came face-to-face with a smiling nightwing, her sides heaving and growling low in her throat, "What do you want with me you flea-ridden piece of black filth!?" she snarled, lowering the front part of her body. 

 

The NIghtwing laughed, and Shadow found she hated that laugh, "Oh, don't you know your own powers?" The nightwing hissed, "That is sad." he got up, his black body gliding across the gold and marble tiled floor, "I had hoped you would put up a bit of a fight." 

 

The nightwing darted forward and grabbed Shadows snout in his talons, inspecting it closely. Shadow snarled and tried to pull away, but sandwings were suddenly pouring out of everywhere. Several had very sharp spears. The nightwing saw her hesitation and her eyes darting around and laughed. Silence reigned except for that laugh, "I see you are smart!" he said, "Now lie down and let me look at you! YOu are my future slave after all." 

 

That was it, Shadow roared back, yanking her snout out of his talons, and when one of the sand wings threw a spear next to her, she flung some icewing spikes at it, driving it away with the sheer force of her throw, "YOUR SLAVE!? What makes you think i'll work for you?" she asked incredously. 

 

The nightwing smiled, "Well. There have been so few cases of animus magic in the last few years." he said so calmly that Shadow felt her blood turn to ice. He knew, he knew!!! "That i thought finding one that is so clearly a hybrid woudl be a perfect oppurtunity to practise containing animus magic." 

 

Shadow suddenly said, "i enchant these chains to drip and melt away." but. her blood went cold and her head felt like a block of ice. 

 

nothing. happened. to. the chains. 

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Spirit of a SandWing

Speed of a ѕкуωιηg 

Cunning of a ℕightWing

Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

Swimming skills of a Seawing

Strength of a [̲̅M̲̅][̲̅u̲̅][̲̅d̲̅][̲̅w̲̅][̲̅i̲̅][̲̅n̲̅][̲̅g̲̅]

 

 

hi, guys! This is another part of my shadow story. Hope you enjoy it. (this dragon is what i am in every rp!) 

 

Shadow stared at the chains that had not moved a single inch, shocked into meeting the cunning nigthwing's eyes "What did you do to them?" she whispered, "Are you an animus?" 

 

THe nightwing looked amused, "Oh great star-shine no! That was another animus. He agreed to enchant those chains in exchange for his life." 

 

"he must have been very stupid, animus dragons should know nothing can threaten their lives." Shadow commented off-handly. 

 

The nightwing nodded, "yes. He was a dragonet. Anyway, he died soon after. I killed him. I'm glad too, he wasn't any good to this world. Anyhow, he enchanted those chains so that when an animus dragon is touching them, they cannot do a single spell...unless." 

 

Shadow looked up, realisation flaring through her brain, "Unless you touch them." she said flatly. 

 

The nightwing looked mildly suprised, "See guards!" he said, encompassing his sandwing guards with wings flared and talons opened, "this is why i wanted Shadow specifically. She is smart, not dumb and suprisingly beautiful as well." 

 

Shadow snarled, "oh stow it garbage dump!" 

 

The nightwing frowned, "You will respect me, or i will kill you." he said dangerously, his wings tented backwards. Shadow bared her teeth at him. 

 

Then the nightwing laughed, "oh well, lets see how this works, enchant that peice of rock over there to turn into a mountain of diamonds." he reached out a talon to touch her spikes. 

 

Shadow shivered at his cold touch, but her brain was still working, "I enchant this nightwing-" she began very hurriedly, but then several things happened at once. 

 

The nightwing snatched his talon away, so that when Shadow finished her enchantment, it did not work because the nightwing was not touching her, second, she got whacked in the head with a spear so hard tears sprang into her eyes. She moaned, lifting her talons to rub her head. 

 

The nightwing snarled and slapped her wings again with a spear, "Do what i tell you, or else!" he snarled. Shadow winced and lowered her snout to the ground. She hoped it looked submissive enough, even though on the inside her heart was burning like Peril the Skywings scales. The nightiwng touched the end of his spear to her diamond-hard scales. Her eyes followed it upwards, you will die. she whispered in her mind. 

 

The nightwing's eyes widened and then he smiled, Not anytime soon. shadow heard, whispered into his mind, and she remembered her enchantment to read others minds when they were thinking something to her. she couldn't help but smile, we'll see, now won't we, piece of ranking garbage. 

 

The nightwing laughed, "that is enough training for one day." he said out loud, then turning around, he crouched by her, "until tomorrow, Shadow." he whispered.

 

Shadow was scared, and caught, but she was still seething to be let out, to test her skills at outwitting this annoying nightwing "until then." she hissed back, slamming her snout into his face, momentarily blinding him. By the time he turned around, Shadow had rearranged her body away from him. 

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The next couple of days were torture for Shadow. She found no way to outwit the nightwing for he had obviously carefully thought out every plan for her. He told her an enchantment, and if even one word was said differently, he removed his talon and she would be speared. 

 

By the end of each day, Shadow's serrated claws had left ditches in the tiled floor and her spikes tail had left scratches anywhere it touched. But on the bright side, Several guards had a spike or two, or a gash or ten on their bodies. DeathSeeker even had a scratch on his back talon where she had sliced her tail spikes onto his talon. That had ended with several spears and no more practice for a couple of days. But the sad part was, the more she hung out with (if it could be called that) DeathSeeker, the more they had telepathic conversations. The more she learned that he was, in his heart, angry at his job. And by the end of a week, she was reasonably certain he liked her....just a little bit. 

 

It was the fifth day now, and Shadow was lying on her cold piece of tile, and a plan was hatching in her mind. 

 

"morning beautiful." A cold talon was drawn across her spikes down to her tail, making Shadow squirm. Stop it Deathseeker. she thought angrily. he smiled, why is that my diamond? he was think back. Shadow gritted her teeth, because it is the most annoying thing ever! Deathseeker stopped, laughing ,but at least he stopped. That was happening a lot lately, he was doing what she asked. Which, though it made the sand wings gossip, was just fine with her! 

 

"Today you are going to do something very special for me." he whispered to her, his breath making scavengerbumps rise all along her back, "You are going to enchant every animus to appear before me in chains just like yours." 

 

Shadow reared up, but a threatening guard made her sink back down, she turned to Deathseeker, "What!?" she repeated furiously, "What are you making me do!?" 

 

DeathSeeker scowled, "Don't make this harder than it already is." he said angrily, "My boss is impatient. Unless you hurry up with results, i will have to kill you." 

 

Shadow snarled, lowering her chest close to the ground, her tail lashing in the air, "Want to bet?" she hissed so low that Deathseeker scowled, "Now." he said. 

 

Shadow frowned, "Fine." She turned around. THe nigthwing placed his hand on her snout and she opened her mouth as if to enchant something, but her mind was working furiously, I enchant these chains to melt instantly! she thought. The nightwing's eyes widened, but he did not remove his talons in time. 

 

BOOM!!!!!!!  Shadow watched in utter delight as the chains melted and exploded away from her. She roared and took to the air, her powerful wings turning bright oranges, reds and blacks as they beat the air, swirling the currents with their thunderous movement. She roared and the sound screamed out and she opened her mouth. Frost Breath poured out, screaming over the guards, encasing the fire that came from their mouth and knocking tens of guards down at once. Then she unleashed her fangs and jets of lethal venom spat out and the screams redoubled. 

 

That was when she turned around, and came face to face with Deathseeker, who was hovering beside her. For a long time, the two dragons stared at each other, he made no move, and so she made no move. Their wings beat, sometimes overlapping each other. Black and black (for she had turned herself black) wings overlapped, her silver spikes shining. 

 

"you're not killing me!" Death seeker chuckled, but his humour was strained. 

 

Shadow laughed, "I ought to." she said dangeorusly.

 

He paled. Shadow nodded in triumph, but then saw his gaze was pointed somewhere else, "NO!!" He suddenly screamed, lunging forward, his talons grasping for something too far away for him to reach, "DON'T DO IT!" 

 

That was when Shadow felt the sadnwing barb plunge straight into her chest. She gave a scream and plumeted into the ground, feeling something tear through her wing. ]

All went black

 

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When Shadow woke up, she was in chains again, but something felt wrong. She looked up and saw Death seeker smearing brightsting cactus over her chest, muttering in a nervous fashion. Then he saw her eyes, "OH , you're okay!! I was so worried that you were going to die!!" 

 

Shadow looked at him and then he blushed. His tail brushed over her chains and twined around hers. She did not pull away. THAT WAS IT! Shadow looked around and saw her chains weren't fastened on! 

 

"Shush!" deathseeker said, "The sandwings don't know they're only draped on.

 

Shadow smiled, "We're getting out of here then. 

 

 

to be continued in one last post

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Spirit of a SandWing

Speed of a ѕкуωιηg 

Cunning of a ℕightWing

Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

Swimming skills of a Seawing

Strength of a [̲̅M̲̅][̲̅u̲̅][̲̅d̲̅][̲̅w̲̅][̲̅i̲̅][̲̅n̲̅][̲̅g̲̅]

 

 

I like the story sis i didn't read it all but could you print it in real life for me please! Oh ans sarah for a story i have written click on my name and scroll till you find a post called Awesome Dog Story Check it Out, or something like that, please comment in it, thanks! Oh, and yes tiger is my REal life sister! cool right?

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Here is the last of this Shadow story. (there might be more to come, who knows? My characters have an annoying habit of falling in love and starting familys. It really is fustrating sometimes) 

 

It was the middle of the night. Shadow was looking around fearfully. "Come on, Come on, Come on." she whispered to herself, shifting her body, her spikes rattling as she drew in each shaky breath. DeathSeeker had left her about an hour ago, on call of his boss. He said that he would return late that night and Free her when no one was looking, at around midnight. 

 

Shadow shifted again, watching the clock ticking in the upper corner. It was 15 minutes past midnight. Come on already!” she whispered again.

 

That was when she felt something touch her foot, and the chain on her back leg went, “CLANG!” and it was snapped shut. Shadow whirled around, her eyes widening, as a mysterious black figure went around ot her other leg, “CLANG!!” went the second manacle. Shadow got a hold of herself, and reared upwards, the snout chain falling off. She unleashed a hail of silent frostbreath. The figure moved in an elaborate duck, then executed a bow that drove him out of the way of a shot of venom. Shadow hissed and lunged forward, her claws scrabbling for purchase and her deadly teeth snapping together on empty air, their pale light thrusting forward a luminescent glow.

 

He lunged forward, claws scraping down her back. Shadow reared and yanked sideways as best she could with her back legs chained, and shivered. He brought a claw down her snout mockingly during the fight, just to swing around slam his tail into her face. The whole fight was silent. Only the quiet moving of scales against floor or the occasional scratch of claws, with the clunk of flesh hitting flesh. There was the hiss of frost breath, so low it was almost undetectable, and the little click as Shadow’s fangs as they unhinged. But other than that, the fight was. Totally. Silent. Shadow stumbled backwards, just as talons grabbed her snout, touching softly around her mouth and throat, working silently. She tried to pull back, but his grip, while soft, was like an iron manacle in itself.

 

“Shush.” He said simply.

 

Shadow growled and tried to pull away, “HEY, WHAT’S GOING ON HERE!!??!!”
 

Shadow could only see DeathSeeker and lots of Sandwings coming in via the door, thrusting torches everywhere, lighting the stale air with their fire. “Shadow.” Deathseeker said, his eyes flashing, but still nodding his head respectfully, “And Sir Prey.”

 

Shadow’s eyes widened, and she looked into the face of her attacker for the first time. It was a sandwing, thin and strong. He held her snout high with one hand, while tracing patterns down her throat with another. Shadow growled and squirmed, but he brought his face close, “Shush.” He said again, Shadow just growled, her teeth gleaming. He continued, drawing his talons gently down her back and across her IceWing spikes.

 

“beautiful.” He said eventually, straightening up, while Shadow squirmed but couldn’t move. Eventually he let go of her, “Lovely.” He said again, “A nice hybrid for testing.”

 

Shadow pulled herself backwards, roaring a scream of high-pitched anger and frustration, pawing her snout with her claws to try and get the silky touch away from her scales.

 

The Sandwing nodded, “DeathSeeker.”said, his voice approving as he watched Shadow, “Your progress is pathetic. I’ve come for myself to see what you do with this Hybrid my myself.”

Shadow could not stop the involuntary shudder that raced through her spine. Somehow, she knew escaping would be much harder now.

 

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Spirit of a SandWing

Speed of a ѕкуωιηg 

Cunning of a ℕightWing

Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

Swimming skills of a Seawing

Strength of a [̲̅M̲̅][̲̅u̲̅][̲̅d̲̅][̲̅w̲̅][̲̅i̲̅][̲̅n̲̅][̲̅g̲̅]

 

 

Hey guys, this thread is probably dead. But if it isn't, can you please comment on my Shadow story? I'd love to know the feedback, what parts you don't like and what parts you LOVE. Thanks again

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Spirit of a SandWing

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Cunning of a ℕightWing

Beauty of a   Rainwing ♥ ( like Glory)

Swimming skills of a Seawing

Strength of a [̲̅M̲̅][̲̅u̲̅][̲̅d̲̅][̲̅w̲̅][̲̅i̲̅][̲̅n̲̅][̲̅g̲̅]

 

 

Neptune I want you to write a story about the guardians point of view when caring for dragonets of destiny (you can pick one but preferably kestrel) please

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