~Desert-Chameleon
I had spent my whole life since I escaped exploring the continent. I never stopped moving and I trained my RainWing scales to stay tan, erasing every trace of hybrid-ness and emotion.
Night began to fall and I had flown practically the whole day and was looking for shelter when I saw a small hut surrounded by a few palm trees and a shallow pool of water. It looked vacant, so I dropped down, took a sip of water from the oasis pool and went into the hut. It was mainly empty and had only a pile of blankets and pillows. I lay down on the pile on my back, so that I could use my tail barb quickly if needed and soon succumbed to the pull towards sleep.
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I woke up with a jolt and saw a gray dragonet around my age with her tail barb hovering above my neck.
"My tail barb," I said with a smile, knowing it wasn't true, "Is positioned next to your spine. As I had hoped, she looked back to check which gave me time to grab a near-bye rock and smash it against the side of her head. She crumpled, her wings splaying across the ground like a sleeping hatchling's. I knew that I could've killed her, but I found myself not wanting to.
When I looked at her again, I noticed that not all of her scales were dark gray; the ones around her eyes and scattered on the under-sides other wings were silver/white. She was kind of pretty, the silver against her dark gray scales. Her face was slim, but her body was the body of a strong dragon and I found myself wondering what her story was.
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FanfictionFour dragons from three different tribes came together and accidently created the most powerful dragon since Darkstalker's time. This dragon looked like a regular Sandwing, but he was far more than that. He had powers from some of the most dangero...
