Hummingbird Flight: Prologue (Wof Fanfiction

Copper didn’t usually do this sort of stuff, but this was important. Hummingbird was finally about to be born. Like a scroll with all the answers popping out of a smooth, white egg of despair. He strained against the rusted, iron chains on his golden-brown scales. Never again would anyone put him in this small, cramped, uncomfortable prison when he finally escaped the clutches of these chains, like teeth piercing his ankle every time he tried to take one step too far to the right, but now he knew there were 2 more continents to rule over, and Hummingbird was the key to being free. “Not long now, just a few years, then I can finally be king of all of the world”, he thought. He would still have to wait many years, but at least Hornet and all the other remnants of the lost tribes would die. That would be good riddance. He never thought life could exist in a way other than his prison cell anymore, but here was the opportunity, just presenting itself to him like a fat pig walking straight into his waiting claws. He smiled to just himself, and whispered, “What are you going to do now, Ironite? You’re not going to stop me this time”.
	Pronghorn never knew what to do at a hatching, but somehow, he knew exactly what was happening. Both him AND Mockingbird, a female rainwing with bright purple under scales and saturated green eyes with large irises, and big, radiant pink wings felt this way. His and Mockingbird’s small, round egg was finally hatching. Cracks splintered across the white surface of the eggshell as a little claw poked out. A little dragonet with brilliant purple scales, luminous magenta under scales, distinct yellow rings around her neck and wrists, huge yellow wings which looked as if someone had dyed them yellow and washed over and over until the color was so pale and washed out that it could just be deciphered from a sandwing, and a tail barb so black it seemed darker than the color itself, with gleaming, dark green eyes wriggled her way out of the egg. No, one green eye. one of Hummingbird’s eyes was not green, but instead, a bright, blood-red. “Hummingbird”, he thought. That was what he and Mockingbird had decided to call their dragonet. Hummingbird turned her head and squeaked softly. “Oh, little Hummingbird”, Mockingbird whispered softly. They picked up their dragonet and flew her toward their home, which was a hut constructed of large, stiff leaves overlapping each other as if the house had its very own coat of scales. The flooring was made up of a thick, dark brown slab of kapok wood. The house hung just a few centimeters above the wood path connecting the houses, platforms, hammocks, and hatcheries up in the trees. The house rocked in the wind softly, but not so much it would become unbalanced. They landed just outside the large home, folding their wings in and stepping in. Too tired to look around and eat a bit, Pronghorn lay down while Mockingbird quickly ate a bright yellow banana, and lay down to join him.
== Hummingbird Flight: Chapter 1 Release Date: ==
Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed the Prolouge of this new series. The next book will come out on September 30th, 2021. I hope you enjoy my other content in the waiting time!
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