The Beast-Kings

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=The Beast-Kings=
As the dark enfolds the sky
Moons are cursed and dragons fly
Flee from beasts that take their homes
Kill their kin, scavenge the bones
Hatched from ice but born with night
Shines with moonlight in her flight
She will stand, a beacon's glow
And she will strike the final blow
But only if the time is right
When friends are true, with magic's might
For if the beasts find sacred's call
Then all ten dragon tribes shall fall
==Prologue ==
====Celestine====
The world was ending. 15,293 after the Scorching, Celestine marveled. For fifteen thousand years we thought scavengers were unintelligent beasts, incapable of empathy, thought, and understanding. And now we will pay the price for our ignorance. She snapped out of her stupor and looked at the war raging around her, scavengers and dragons locked in combat, while destruction and death swarmed like flies. She saw her dragonet, cowering behind her, keenly aware of the pain and fury going through the minds of those in the midst of the battle. I need to hide her. Snow Leopard needed to stay secret. The trees that concealed them from the raging battle would barely suffice. Celestine whispered, "Snow Leopard, come with me. We need to fly away from here, ok?" Barely waiting for a reply, Celestine broke into a trot, just slow enough so that her daughter could stumble behind her. 
"Mommy?" Snow Leopard asked after a while, feeling the panic in her mother's eyes and soul, "Where are we going? I needa bweak..." Celestine hesitated and her steps slowly faltered. "I-I don't know. But we need to get away from here as fast as possible." She didn't dare fly while the scavengers had their firebombs, and Snow Leopard couldn't keep up anyway. They would have to run. She lowered her tail so that the tiny dragonet could clamber onto her back. "Here," she said gently, "I'll carry you." Snow Leopard tottered over to her mother and dug her scales into Celestine's back. 
Time passed. Minutes? Hours? Days? How long have I been running? Celestine didn't dare say a word out loud, for fear that scavenger scouts would spot her and the softly snoozing dragonet on her back. They really were everywhere, combing the woods, swarming the glaciers, covered in the fur of other animals to keep them warm. Silently, Celestine padded through the forest, hoping against hope that she wouldn't be seen. 
A squeak. Chitters. Celestine froze, her feet unwilling to move another step. Upon her back, Snow Leopard jolted awake, startled by the abrupt halt. A furred head poked out from behind a tree and whipped out something too small for a dragon to clearly discern. The scavengers had seen them. An intense, searing pain hit Celestine's leg, and her vision started to blur, red and black, red and black. She turned to her daughter, who had stumbled off her back when she had fallen-wait. Fallen? Her cheek felt cold snow, but only for a moment, the feeling gone, almost instantly. With the last vestiges of her strength she turned to Snow Leopard, who was desperately trying to nudge her up. "Run." 
Then everything went black. 
==Chapter 1 ==
====Snow Leopard====
For as long as she could remember, the scavengers had ruled the planet. Dragons resided in small groups that were few and far between, and the once great Queendoms had long fallen. The dragons who survived put their differences aside to preserve what remained. The tribe that was most successful in survival was the IceWings, as their territory was harsh and unwelcoming in comparison to the other lands. This made it one of the most populous regions left. Snow Leopard was taken in by the dragons there, given her shared blood. IceWings welcomed just about any dragon seeking refuge, knowing how dangerous the rest of the continent was. Today was like any other for her, Wake up, and see what food the hunting party might have found. Today, there was next to nothing. The few scavengers that occupied the area had made it their goal to destroy any remaining polar bears, for fear of their size. This made finding a reliable food source very difficult for dragons in the area, as farming and agriculture were far from feasible. 
Regardless, Snow Leapard had to eat, she’d skipped dinner last night after all. She decided her best shot was to get another hunting party and try their luck again. She called over her friend Starseer, a wayward NightWing who had flown into the den a few months ago. She was apparently from another continent, one with very different dragons, though it was hard to believe. 
“Starseer, you had breakfast yet?” Snow leopard asked, padding up to her starry friend. 
“No, it was all gone by the time I walk over there.” Her ears dropped and her stomach let out a small growl. 
“Maybe we should go and try our claws at some hunting.” Snow Leopard gently placed her wing over Starseer’s back, giving her warm smile to cheer her up. 
“Alright then.” The NightWing said, stretching her wings ready to take off. The two flew out of the den and into the kingdom to find food. 
==== Pine ====
“Hey! Wake up you lump!” 
Pine’s eyes fluttered open and he let out a drowsy yawn. 
“What do you want now, Stardew?” He grumpily asked, Stardew was his half sister, and they currently lived together. 
“Have you seen Starseer at all? It’s been a moon since she left to find other NightWings, she said she’d be back in half a moon. It’s been double that time and here you are taking a nap!” She huffed, her purple scales turning red with annoyance. Stardew and Pine shared a mother, but not a father. Ginko was a wonderful mother, who made sure pine had proper control over his leafspeak. Pine was also part IceWing, which gave him the odd spikes on his body. Stardew, on the other hand, was half Rainwing. Yet she had the powerful venom of a pure rainwing, at least the pair thought. Some of Stardew’s scales were white, and they couldn’t change color. This was likely a defect of her hybrid origins as well. 
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