A dragon was flying in the predawn light, the sun not yet come up over the edge of the Claws of Clouds Mountain range. Massive sand dunes spread beneath her, going for miles in every direction. Every direction, that is, but one. She looked up at the horizon, sandy yellow-orange wings beating faster and faster as she saw her target. Jade Mountain.
As she flew she tightened her fighting leathers, well worn black leather designed to hide and protect her soft yellow belly scales. She ran her talons over the sharp stiletto knives strapped to her forearms, the handles wrapped in soft blue hide, and lashed her tail in anticipation.
She was a dragon with no family, all dead in a pointless war caused by three fools and a prophecy that may or may not have been real. There was only one thing tying her to the rest of the world. Not the tie of blood, but the iron chain of revenge.
She spat a ball of flame into the lightening sky and smiled maliciously at the sun.
"I'm coming for you, Dragonbite. Are you ready?"
The sun seemed to flicker in reply.
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Wings of Fire: The Forgotten Dragonets
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