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It was a looong flight back home, but King Cirrus, the SeaWing, couldn't blame the rest of his wing.
His daughter, Princess Sunrise, a copper orange SkyWing with red speckles on her snout and down her back, half SeaWing, only six, was cooped up in a tiny cage and hadn't ever flown before, and wasn't strong at all. Every step the bony dragonet took looked like it was as difficult as sleeping standing up.
Another problem was Queen ThoughtSeeker. Sunrise's kidnapper was always tugging at the chains that Cirrus had wrapped around her snout and tallons, and breathing small bursts of fire through her nose.
Another problem was the old warrior, Plover, who had been locked up as well, and had a past wing injury, so he was very slow at flying.
Sunrise panted. Poor, poor Sunrise, Cirrus thought, looking at his sickly daughter. He wondered if they should walk.
"Do you want to walk," he asked his daughter and warrior.
"Yes," Sunrise said in an exasted voice. King Cirrus dipped and they followed, towards the hills on the outskirts of his kingdom.
Sunrise looked amazed.
"Soon, you will be in your home, the mountains," Cirrus said. Sunrise beamed.
As soon as they reached the room that was meant for Sunrise, she collapsed on the ground, exasted from the long journey she had made, and the last thing she heard was her father yelping in surprise.
== Chapter One ==
Five years later, Sunrise was not a clumsy, weak and bony dragonet, she was now a muscular, healthy dragon.
She also was destined for greatness. An old NightWing had foreseen a prophecy, which showed her in it, with an IceWing, a MudWing, a NightWing, and a SandWing, all her best friends.
"Are you sure we should be flying this fast?" Princess Egret, the MudWing asked nervously. "We could skin our claws when we landed, or fly into a tree, or knock down a pillar, or-"
"WE ARE FINE!" Sunrise exclaimed, brushing her wing against Egret's as the five dragonets flew over the prison pillars. Egret worried way too much.
They swooped down to the former fighting arena, which took place ten thousand years ago, back when all of the SkyWings were grumpy and violent.
The dragonets walked through the cave, down the hall, through the large room, and into the throne room, where King Cirrus and Queen Trogon sat in matching thrones.
"Good morning, King Cirrus and Queen Trogon," Princess Sahara, the SandWing greeted, smiling. Sahara was always sweet, but she could be a little impatient.
"Good morning, Sahara," Trogon replied. ToughTalon, the NightWing nodded. He was usually talkative, but he had a sore throat today.
"How is
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