White Scales and Yellow Tales

Tumbleweed was used to being alone- Every aspect of her life was based on the fact that she grew up in the Scorpion Den, alone. But Tumbleweed was fine with that. Most of her friends, if she could call them that, were orphans, too. Her small band of allies, her friends, were with her constantly, ready to fight tooth and talon to protect each other. Tumbleweed could only ever remember one dragon to have ever been killed in her group, and even then, it was because he was stupid enough to attempt to sell a fake painted bug to Burn. Everyone learned from him, so his death was not exactly in vein, but they all treated it like that.
Ivory very rarely saw Tumbleweed, even though he lived in the Scorpion Den, too. Ivory was an IceWing-SkyWing cross, which, them being on opposite sides of the war and all, was really rare. Ivory wasn't welcome with the IceWings, because the IceWing half of him was some rando who who decided he wanted to live in the Scorpion Den instead of his aristocratic life in the Ice Kingdom (Note: This is the IceWing that Sunny saw in The Brightest Night), and he wasn't welcome with the SkyWings because Queen Scarlet would probably gift him to Burn.
CHAPTER 1
Tumbleweed dashed through the rows of shops, full of dragons trying to sell her things. Her band, the Shadow Band, as they were called, sunk into the shadows once more to talk about their latest 'client'.
"Who is he?"Jackrabbit asked, greedily thinking about how much money they could earn from their supposed client.
"That weird IceWing-SkyWing, Ivory. Wants us to meet him up on the moons wane to talk."Tumbleweed told them.
"That's tonight!"Said Gull, a SeaWing-MudWing hybrid. Tumbleweed nodded and led them out of the shadows on another street and brought them purposely to a thin alley. A plain ruby and white dragon waited for them there.
"What do you want from us?"Tumbleweed said bluntly. Ivory eyed the dragons behind Tumbleweed with a mix of curiosity and determination.
"I want to join your band."He said. Tumbleweed snorted.
"You? I think you'd be better off with the Peacock Society. They accept weaklings like you as long as you look good."Crossbill, a NightWing-SkyWing, said.
"You think I look nice?"He countered, flattered.
"We're getting off topic here."Tumbleweed interrupted. "If you want to join us, you have to fight and win against our most recent recruit. Alligator, step on up."
A bulky MudWing stepped out of the group, scowling at Ivory. He wasn't scared, though. More of an I-can-do-this-if-I-really-try-hard look, Tumbleweed thought. 
"Alright!"Tumbleweed boomed. "If we had any class, we would give you a contract, but since we all know that that never happens in the Scorpion Den, fight!"
Alligator launched her full body at Ivory, but all he had to do was step to the side, and Alligator slammed onto the sand. Ivory then grabbed her neck and pressured it just enough to make her bleed. Just enough to make her cry 'Yield!'
"So. Am I in your group yet?"He said. Tumbleweed shook her head in disbelief.
"Yes. I guess you are."She said.
CHAPTER 2
Four years later.....
Ivory had risen the ranks of the Shadow Band quickly, and he was at Second-in-command by the time the group was disbanded after Queen Thorn left the Scorpion Den. Tumbleweed and Ivory stuck together, however, and they were ready to try their luck in the stronghold. All they needed to do was find a way in.
"Look. Help wanted."Tumbleweed said, picking up a fluttering paper. Ivory looked at it, but quickly refused it.
"For a servant."He said. Tumbleweed shrugged and let the paper blow away in the wind.
"Do we even need to stay in the kingdom?"Ivory asked. "I mean, I know you want to get to the Stronghold, but we've been waiting for a chance for years. I've heard Queen Glory accepts dragons from other tribes. And Queen Ruby is looking for artists from fellow kingdoms."
"We're not exactly artists."Tumbleweed pointed out. "Although...The rainforest doesn't sound so bad."
"And if we want dragonets, I'd say the RainWings are more accepting than SandWings."Ivory told her.
"Yes, very good points. But we'd have to live with the NightWings, at least for a little bit. They are not the most welcoming of tribes."Tumbleweed said, but paused to consider his proposal for a moment.
"Alright. Maybe one day we will see the stronghold, but for now, the rainforest seems to be our best bet."She said, smiling. "And I bet Ebony will love it.
"Ebony? That's the name you've decided? I thought Garnet sounded nice."Ivory complained.
"Ebony, Garnet, Frost, and Spring."She told him. He smiled with her.
"I like those names."He decided.
CHAPTER 3
One year later.....
Tumbleweed looked out the window of her treetop home in the RainWing village, relishing the moments of morning were the sun warmed her back and the dew was just starting to settle. Her small nest of eggs soaked the sunlight in, too, dragonets ready to burst out of their shell the moment they started to realize what they were missing out on if they stayed hidden away.
There were five eggs, and she had decided on one more name for her last little bundle of joy- Gecko. It wasn't the most high-and-mighty of names, but she wanted the dragonet to remember their SandWing heritage. Ebony, Garnet, Frost, Spring, and Gecko. Her five, perfect dragonets.
Tumbleweed composed herself and whispered a prayer for her eggs safety before she left to see the Queen, to which she was an advisor for.
Ivory busied himself with sorting through his student's papers, some done by NightWings living on their ground village, some done by RainWings who wasted SO MUCH TIME bathing in the sun.
One student's work caught his eye, Terror. He had been asked to write an essay on the differences between IceWings and SeaWings, both physically and phycologically, and he had chosen to do two parts on the IceWings, before Queen Snowfall and after Queen Snowfall.
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