Amethyst is a three year old Crystalwing who longs to be normal. She has social anxiety and a destiny she never wanted. When the tribe finds out, they chase her out. She will never be completely safe in her own tribe or even among her very own friends for a long time, and she has to build self confidence or her tribe might be lost. -------------------------------------------- The Vermilion coloured dragon nodded. "I am, dead, yes." His eyes widened as several dragons turned to glare at Amethyst. They were like little daggers being pressed onto her. She hated the stares. "What did you say?!" Garnet screeched. His eyes were wide, and he looked mad,but his voice betrayed fear instead. "Tell me what you said!" "I-I don't k-know!" Amethyst threw her wings over her head. The sight of the angry fighting teacher was terrifying, and she wondered what she'd done wrong. What's happening!? She wailed in her head. The eyes were so painful on her scales. Scales diamond hard. "She said-" a nurse betrayed. " 'So you're dead, and I can see you?' " she said in a mean mimicking voice. ---------------------------------------- Cover by the amazing @Dragoonlord, script shall be added soon. ---Trigger warnings--- Death Blood Ghosts LGBT+