Malignitas, a new world

I'm going to write whenever I'm sad, angry, and spiteful to use it as a distraction. Got that? Okay, cool. Let's begin.
== Prologue ==
=== Part One ===
"I can’t believe this!" A sunshine-colored dragon shrieked, "We have the right to live in our own kingdom. This is my kingdom! I am your queen!" She stormed out of the mountain palace, taking off. Where, she wasn’t sure, but at least she had some dragons who cared about her. With maybe a hundred dragons probably, she flew East, over the ocean.
=== Part Two ===
"Sunrise? Are you sure this is a good idea?" A young reddish dragon asked his sister, fidgeting with his claws anxiously. "We've been flying for days. This island can't support dragons for very long..." The banished SkyWings had found a small forested island with a dormant volcano. Many dragons had collapsed from exhaustion or turned to fly back to Pyrrhia.
"It's better than going back." Sunrise growled back. "The dragons that turned back were killed before they ever touched the ground again." She looked absolutely terrible. Her usually vibrant yellow scales were dull and turning grey. She hadn't eaten in days, all to keep her loyal dragons alive.. "I’m sure we can find a place to stay if we just keep going..." She sighed softly.
"My queen, there’s a strange dragon on the shore! He says he can bring us to a better island!" A little dragonet said as she ran up to Sunrise, she looked like she hadn't eaten well either.
"Thank the moons... can you bring me to him?" Sunrise sighed, struggling to get up. Her weakened bones creaked softly as she walked with the dragonet down the hill. A black and purple dragon was sitting on the beach. At first, she thought he was a Nightwing but he had a long, fluke, tail instead of back legs. She had heard rumors of ocean-dwelling dragons like this, but those were just dragonet stories, right...?
"Ah, you must be Sunrise. My name is Spinner." The strange dragon, who she now knew as Spinner, dipped his head politely "We saw a fallen dragon in the ocean and tried to bring him to you, but he drowned before we arrived..." The dragon he was referring to was an older yellow skywing. Sunrise knew her as Egret, who had mentored the young queen for many years.
Queen Sunrise had tears falling down her cheeks but quickly wiped them away. "Let’s give her a proper burial... but, can you really help us?" She asked the strange dragon, the desperation clear in her voice. She watched as two stronger dragons carried Egret's body away, and she took a deep, shuddering breath.
"There are three continents. The one closest to the east is Malignita. Past that is Pantala. And if you go even further, you will circle to the west side of Pyrrhia." Spinner told Sunrise, pointing towards the east and the morning sun. "My pod can lead you there, but I would recommend you all get rest first. Getting there takes a minimun of an entire day flying."
Queen Sunrise nodded "Thank you, really. My tribe owes you it's life." She sighed, relieved.
== Chapter One: In the Breeze ==
It was a beautiful morning in the desert as a young dragon stepped out of her caravan and stretched out her wings. In the distance, she could see reflecting scales flashing in the sky. She knew those were BreezeWings, as one of her best friends is a BreezeWing named Volcanic. The young Dustwing flew out to see the BreezeWing.
"Fennec! You came!" A pale blue blur shot out of the sky at the DustWing. "I was worried you wouldn't... wait, aren't Dustwings awake at night?" Volcanic asked curiously. The young Breezewing was already bigger than Fennec, even though they were the same age.
"Of course I would come! This is special to you!" Fennec smiled brightly, although she was clearly tired. "Isn't the master’s ceremony like the most important thing for BreezeWings?" Fennec was barely able to fly next to Volcanic, and she was going slow for a BreezeWing.
"Well yeah, but you don't have to sacrifice your sleep schedule." Volcanic said, laughing. I really, really like Fennec Volcanic thought. "Ok, the audience is down there, I gotta go." Volcanic flew up towards the group of BreezeWings in this year’s Master Ceremony. Fennec glided to the ground and landed lightly beside the rest of the BreezeWings. There were a few dragons from other tribes but not many. The beginning of the Ceremony was signaled by the sound of drums and the young Masters flew over the crowd. The five BreezeWings in the ceremony, including Volcanic, were marked by different colors. Fennec kept her eyes on the dark blue streaks on her wings and the dust trail she left in her wake, which were mesmerizing.
Volcanic performed beautifully. Her shining scales and the blue smoke trail weaved spirals in the sky like a leaf in the breeze. Fennec sat in awe of the masters until the ceremony was complete. She watched Volcanic land gracefully in a neat line with the other performers in front of their mentor. As he approved each one, he dipped his claws in black ink and gently made four lines on their foreheads. one to represent each of the four directions. Volcanic had explained it in great detail to Fennec, though she wasn't fully listening. she just liked to watch the BreezeWing and listen to the sound of her voice.
When the ceremony was officially over, Volcanic ran over and wrapped Fennec in a bear hug with her massive wings. "I did it! I really did it! im a Breeze Master now!" she cheered happily. This was Volcanic's third attempt to become a Breeze Master. It’s not that she wasn’t good at it, she simply lacked the discipline. The masters are supposed to be calm and elegant and wise, but Volcanic is wild and adventurous.
"I’m so proud of you. I wish I could control the wind like that!" Fennec laughed gently and smiled. She had always been fascinated by other tribes’ cultures and abilities.
"Let’s go on an adventure to celebrate! I’ve always wanted to meet a StagWing!" Volcanic laughed happily. Fennec loved her laugh.
"I don’t think so..." a larger BreezeWing stalked over to them, "You still have duties to complete Volcanic. You can’t be hanging around some dusty rat dragon anymore..." she growled at Volcanic. This was Council Dragon Alpine. Volcanic's mother.
"What? I’m an adult Breeze Master now! I can hang out with who I want!" Volcanic snapped back. She stood between Alpine and Fennec, who is terrified of Alpine.
"I am still your mother and your leader. Get back with the other students." Alpine hissed then turned to Fennec "And you, go back to whatever hole you crawled out of!" she snarled. Fennec gulped and glanced at Volcanic before running away. The whole way home, she could hear Alpine spitting curses at Volcanic.
Most of the other Dustwings were asleep when Fennec got back to the caravans. The few that were awake hid out beneath the sand, but they didn't give her a second thought as she ran through the sun. Most other DustWings don't like the day because it's too hot outside, they tend to wake up in the night and wander in the caravans. Fennec decided to bring food back so her family wouldn't question where she had been. Most Dustwings don't like Breezewings.
When Fennec got back to her caravan she immediately went to her carriage and shut the door behind her. Laying down on her blanket pile, she sighed and picked up a book. Alpine was always so rude to her and Volcanic. Fennec didn’t mind Alpine not liking her, but she hated how mean Alpine is to her own daughter. She was seething with anger like a storm cloud ready to roar with thunder. hHer claws tore at the blankets as she tried to focus on the words in the scroll she was reading. Her vision was blurred by angry tears that dripped down her snout to the floor. The dry heat made them evaporate quickly but there was a cool breeze that signaled a coming storm. Maybe, just maybe, that would help Fennec feel better...
== Chapter Two: Storms ==
it hardly ever rains in the desert of Malignitas, but when it does, it can rain for days at a time. Fennec has been stuck inside for an entire night and most of the day. Some DustWings love the rain because it’s an opportunity to collect water, but almost all other DustWings hate being in the rain, Including Fennec. She stays in with her family. Unfortunately, her family includes her brother’s mate, the Queen of the DustWings. Queen Fox does not particularly like Fennec, but the two of them don't fight. The only reason they don't fight is to make Fennec’s older brother Jericho happy. Tensions have been starting to rise in the royal caravan.
"I just don't see the problem. we stay over here, the BreezeWings stay on their weird little island. I don't think they should be allowed in our desert." Queen Fox said, shrugging. She didn't like the other tribes, and absolutely hated it if any were in her territory.
"It’s not like they eat meat anyway. What’s your problem with having them land here?" Fennec asked with a slight hiss in her voice. She kept her tail rattle still, so she wouldn't seem like a threat to the queen. sShe wished she could challenge for the throne but she was not related by blood, so she couldn'y.
"Look Fennec, I don’t want those feathered freaks on my territory. They have a whole island to themselves anyway!" Fox said, a tint of anger in her voice. Fox turned back to the scroll she had been writing on. the quill in her claws was covered in silver and was gaudier than anything the BreezewWings have
"They don’t have feathers!" Fennec was starting to raise her voice, "They wear feathers. it a ritual thing, you wouldn’t understand!" She growled at the queen.
"If you’re going to be rude, then you can leave," Fox said calmly, but the way her ears twitched gave away her anger. Fennec stormed out into the rain and ran as far away from the caravans as she could, all the way to Lake Cavel. She then found a cave, and used it to wait out the storm.
Fennec slept through the day and woke up at sunset. The clouds had cleared and she stretched her wings out, then she went hunting for food. It's very different to hunt in the rocky hills near Lake Cavel, since she was used to the desert. Fennec stalked through the brush at the base of a cliff and spotted a goat. Licking her lips, she crouched to strike but before she could something heavy landed on her. Fennec screamed and tried to fight it off, but the thing had her pinned.
"You're under arrest in the name of Queen Harlequin!" a dragon barked, landing in front of Fennec with a sword pointed at her. It was at this moment she realized the thing on top of her was another dragon who had a gleaming, sharpened knife to her throat.
"ah beans..." Fennec sighed "im not gonna run, please just get off me" She gasped as the bigger dragon stood up and grabbed her arm. the crestwings flew her to a castle. 
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