Macaw Flying (THC)

== The Hybrid Prophecy ==
One Hatched of Sky and RainOne Hatched of Night and SkyOne Hatched of Ice and RainMust stop the Wretched HordeTo save the Hybrids from their End
== Prologue ==
“They will all die. Every last one of them. We’ll kill them one by one if necessary.” 
“Yessss.” The Queen hissed. “Those demonic excuses for dragons will be wiped out.”
“You shall be in charge, Nightmare. Take Wrath with you.”
“T-the wild one? Are you sure?” Nightmare asked.
The Queen pounced on Nightmare and slashed out his eye. She threw him to the ground. Nightmare clutched his bleeding socket. “Never question your queen, General.” She growled. She said ‘General’ like it was the last thing she wanted to call The bigger WretchWing.
Part One: Discovery
Chapter One
Macaw glided through the rainforest. 
Ha. It’d be funny if I got Mango a mango! 
He flew over to the mango tree, grabbed a mango, took hold of a branch with his tail 
aaaaaand…
Failed miserably. 
He dangled  from the branch uselessly, and then fell down in a heap of SkyWing, RainWing, and a mango.
A sound like a dragon trying not to laugh came from the tree.
OH NO! NO! Nonononononononono! NOOOO!
Mango appeared in the tree, seemingly melting out from its branches. 
“When are you going to learn how to do that?” She laughed.
Mango just happened to be there every time Macaw messed up. It was VERY EMBARRASSING. 
“Uh… I don’t suppose you’d like a mango…?” He said, holding out the round fruit. This just made her laugh even harder.
Macaw didn’t have camouflage scales like pure RainWings, but that didn’t stop his face from turning as red as a tomato. He jumped into a bush and hid there for a few minutes.
After a while, Macaw timidly poked his head out of the bush. He looked around. No one was there. He hoped. Macaw sniffed the air, it didn’t smell like dragons. He had a very good nose, being a Sky-Rain hybrid, and there was no dragon-scent. He slithered in between the bushes and trees until he got to his clearing--the only one where fire was allowed--and hurled himself into his hammock. Soon, drowsiness took over and he fell asleep.
== Chapter Two ==
When he woke up, a strange scent filled Macaw’s nostrils. It smelled like damp caves and… something that kind of smelled like volcanic NightWing breath, but not exactly. It seemed to be coming from his family’s treehouse. Macaw crept over to investigate. He pushed past the leaf curtain that was the entrance to the house. 
“Mom?” he called, looking around. He saw a rusty-grey lump on the floor. It took a few seconds for Macaw to realize what it was.
The body of a dead dragon.
He shivered and walked closer. It wasn’t from any tribe he had heard of. It was small for one, and was missing an eye. The wound still had dried blood on it. The dragon had some spikes on his chin and had a red diamond-like pattern on its sides. 
The treehouse had a dragon sized hole in one wall.
It wasn’t that hard to figure out what happened. 
There were more of this tribe. They were here. They kidnapped my parents.
Macaw started breathing VERY FAST.
Okay, Macaw. Do NOT freak out. I said DON’T. But that was drowned out by his panicking.  He flew out of the treehouse to Mango’s hammock. the sun was at its zenith, so she’d probably be having sun time. 
As he thought, Mango was snoring away near the top of the canopy. 
He shook the hammock.
“Blargh! What? Who? Why?” she mumbled. Mango looked up. “Oh, it’s you. Why am I awake?”
“There’saweirdwinglessdragoninmytreehouseandmyparentsaregone.”
“WHAT!” Mango yelled. She sat up so quickly that she almost fell out of the hammock. “Explain. Now.”
“Okay.” Macaw breathed “So I woke up, there was a weird smell. It was coming from the treehouse. I went to investigate and there was a dead wingless dragon-”
“A WINGLESS dragon?” Mango looked skeptical.
“Don’t Interrupt!”
“Sorry.”
“-And there was a giant hole in the wall.” Macaw finished. “That's pretty much it.
Mango took a deep breath. “Okay.” She said. Lets see this mystery dragon.”
== Chapter Three ==
“Wow. That is a seriously messed up dragon.” Mango said.
“Mm-hmm” Macaw mumbled, only half listening. They had come to the ruined treehouse to search for more clues.
“Macaw!” Mango exclaimed, “We should go to Jade Mountain! Starflight has the most scrolls on the entire continent!”
“Oh!” Macaw said, realization dawning, “We could probably find out what in Pyrrhia this thing is!”
They flew out of the hole in the wall and into the canopy. the fanged mountain loomed on the western horizon, seemingly getting bigger as they flew.
“Hey, Macaw” Mango said after a while, “are you okay?”
“Huh? Oh… Yeah, I’m fine.” He said in a way that made him seem a lot less than fine.
“I’ve known you long enough to know when you’re NOT fine.”
Macaw flew down. 
“Fine, I’m just really worried about-“ He was cut off by Mango wrapping her wings around him.
“Umm…” Macaw, for the second time in three chapters unhelpfully had his face turn bright red, without camouflage scales. Mango pulled away.
"We're going to find them."
TO BE CONTINUED...
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