The Rejects

== Prologue ==
This story takes place long after Arc 3. 
Dragons lived together in Pyrrhia, peacefully. No trouble at all. After the Othermind was defeated decades ago, there weren’t any wars or any murderous queens ever since. But after those peaceful years, something strange occurred. The Skywing queen, Queen Windstorm, who was usually calm and kind to everyone, had changed. Her personality had somehow turned into opposites. She had changed into a short-tempered, angry dragon. 
Things in her kingdom that were completely fine, started to go downhill. The queen killed dragons that she didn’t like. She let dragons die of starvation. It seemed like Queen Windstorm had stopped caring about her kingdom. But the other queens did. 
Queen Lotus, Queen Sizzle, Queen Cascade, Queen Persimmon, Queen Chilalea, and Queen Sharpsight were not happy about Queen Windstorm’s behavior. At first, they tried to peacefully communicate with her and smooth it all out. But after the Skywing queen killed all of their messengers, they were far from unhappy. They decided they would go themselves with an army. Queen Windstorm saw this as a threat. She considered this as a war, and sent her own army to them. 
But somehow the Skywings won. Six tribes’ armies and a starving Skywing army? No one expected that. The Skywing queen did. Seeing their loss as a chance, she drove them out of Pyrrhia. 
== Chapter 1: Kiwi ==
“But we can’t! It’s too much of a risk!”
A yell echoed on the stone walls. 
“They’ll find us if we go there!”
A smooth voice spoke. 
“Think reasonably, Evergreen. The Rainforest is dense. If we stay low and hidden, they won’t find us.”
Kiwi stood in the shadow outside the cave, listening. She gripped the stoney wall. 
“There’s still a chance, a chance!” Evergreen yelled even louder. There was a hint of desperation in his voice. “You’re overreacting Evergreen.” The greenish yellow hybrid said. 
“Wait, Sandbar.” A blue dragon put her talon on the hybrid’s shoulder. “I have an idea.” Sandbar turned to her. “What idea?” 
Kiwi hissed. She never liked those two. They were… terrible? No, cunning. Like a viper. 
“What if we just send small groups at a time? Maybe pick the fastest and best hunters.” Sandbar nodded his head. “An option.” He tapped one of his claws on the smooth table in front of him. 
“Does anybody have other ideas?” Sandbar asked after a moment. Silence. But then Evergreen burst out. “Are you all insane!?” He shouted. “It won’t be my fault when one of you gets caught!” The dark green Mudwing stormed out of the room, passing Kiwi, not noticing her. 
“So, it’s been decided. We will send hunt parties to the Rainforest. Once… once a week. We will plan who will go, and send them in a few days.” Sandbar glanced around. “Are we all agreed?” Everyone nodded. He grinned. “Then let’s begin.” 
Kiwi sighed. Sandbar always acted like the leader. Acting all bossy. Pretty much mocking everyone. He was friends with the blue dragon, Waterfall. When those two were together, they were usually up to no good. Kiwi headed down the hallway away from the meeting room. 
Of course, sending someone to the Skywing territory was a risky idea. But they needed food. They had fish, but not a lot. They only catched very few fish everyday. And they had over a hundred mouths to feed. They didn’t have enough food. Some had already died of starvation. It was getting serious. 
Kiwi hurried down the hallway to Pine’s room. Almost no one was in the cave halls. It was after dusk, and mostly everyone was asleep or out doing a night shift on guard duty. A red and black Hivewing was helping a dark purple Nightwing carry some scrolls. A light green Seawing was absent mindedly climbing up the stairs up to the lookout room. That was it. Kiwi entered the biggest cave in the mountain. The cave where all the ‘rejected’ dragons met. Kiwi glanced around, but nobody was there. She turned to a narrow tunnel and slowly ran as she crouched to avoid hitting her head on the cave ceiling. After a long minute, she entered Pine’s room, panting. 
“Oh hi Kiwi!” Pine looked up from her scroll. “How did the meeting go tonight?” Kiwi let her breath return to normal before answering. “There was… a lot of yelling. As always.” Pine laughed. “Of course there was. Everytime.” Kiwi sighed. “We’re running out of food so… we decided to send a group of dragons to hunt in the Rainforest. Inside the Skywing territory. The ones that are fast and good hunters, that is.” Pine’s smile instantly disappeared. “Sandbar decided.” Pine said in a low voice. Kiwi walked over and sat down next to her. “Yeah, he did. But he was reasonable. If we stay low and hidden, we won’t be spotted. Everyone agreed too.” Pine let out a frustrated sigh. “But I-” “Don’t waste your magic, Pine. You can’t lose your soul for some food.” Pine looked down at her talons. “It’ll be alright. If it succeeds, we’ll have enough food for everyone! No one will starve.” Pine said, as if to convince herself. “Alright. They can’t put me into the group though. They know I have magic. They...they can’t risk me.” Kiwi twined her tail around Pine’s. “They won’t. I promise. Even if they pick you, I’ll volunteer to do it for you, alright?” “...Alright.” Kiwi stood up. “It’s getting late… I should go to sleep now. See you in the morning!” She said as cheerfully as possible. But Pine’s response came worriedly. “Good night.” She said. 
== Chapter 2: Flare ==
Flare looked down at the battlefield below. Well, a battle that ended already. Gruesomely. 
Dragons of all sorts of colors scattered the ground, lying in pools of their own blood. There were some flames still burning at places. 
Flare gagged and looked back up. He hated doing patrol in this area. 
Why would Mother send me for patrol in the most terrible places? I know plenty of places I could patrol that’s not gruesome and horrible. 
	After a while of flying, the ground finally returned to the lush forests and green plains. Flare thought about hunting for a bit. Maybe after we reach Jade Mountain. But suddenly, a stomach growl came to his right. He rolled his eyes and looked at Alpine. The yellow Skywing looked embarrassed. He looked away. “I’m just...hungry, sir. When can we hunt sir?” He asked after a moment. Flare sighed. “We can hunt now. Only- “ Cries of excitement cut him off. “ONLY FOR A LITTLE BIT!” He yelled as all the dragons behind him dove toward the forest below. 
I mean… I was thinking about hunting too. 
Flare hovered for a moment and then headed toward a practically tall tree standing out from others. He circled the tree, looking down at the trees for prey. He flicked his ears. Flare could hear chirping, squeaking, and many prey noises, but he saw no movement. He scanned the area farther away. 
There!
A brown figure was crashing through the forest, looking like it was running away from something. Flare swooped down until he was flying right behind it. He kicked off of the earth for a burst of speed and landed squarely onto the brown thing’s back. Except… it wasn’t prey. It was a Mudwing. In. The. Skywing. Territory. 
“MUDWING!” Flare snarled. His claws dug into the mud dragon. They roared and tried shaking him off, but Flare held fast. He bit into the Mudwing’s neck. Almost immediately after his yell, a dozen of his soldiers landed beside him and started tackling the dragon. During the fight, Flare thought he had heard the Mudwing yell “Pyrrhia belongs to everyone!” 	
Not anymore, Flare thought as he clawed at him. It’s the Skywing’s now. 
After a few minutes of growling and biting, the Mudwing was finally down. Flare didn’t really… enjoy fighting. 
He scrunched his snout as he remembered the time when he was a general in the army. He had fought with his comrades against every single other tribe he could think of. Icewings, Sandwings, Rainwings… and all of them gone or dead. 
He shook the thought aside. “Let’s get going.” He said to the others. They nodded and followed him as he flew upward. 
Next is Jade Mountain.. The swamps.. Then the Rainforest.
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