The FoodWing Fanfiction

The FoodWing Fanfiction (Name Ideas still in progress) is a fanfiction based around Flamangosteen's public tribe, FoodWings. Information about the characters in this fanfiction, as well as the tribe as a whole, are located within that page. The FoodWings Project is based off of the TechieWings Project, created by...a lot of us.
This fanfic is not a public fanfic, as I already have a plot and PoV's in mind. However, editing to improve my writing is still fine as long as it doesn't conflict with the plot or with existing FoodWing lore.
The royal FoodWing family is one that seems to be perfect. Faithful couple, King Butter and Queen Milk, rule together in harmony. Their two dragonets, Prince Cheese and Princess Cream, are wonderful, bright, and intelligent. The four of them are inseparable. 
But within this tribe of edible dragons lies more sinister things than could ever be imagined. A terrible beast lurking beneath the water, trickery from the very members of the tribe, and the King's own secret dragonet-Boba Tea. Rumors that could ruin the lives of so many dragons bubble around the otherwise peaceful city.
What started as a journey turns into a mission, and what starts as a mission turns into a massacre. The three royal siblings each have their own lives to tend to, but an unfortunate event will set their paths closer than ever before on a quest to prevent it happening again.
== Prologue ==
Queen Milk
The FoodWing queen stared down at the grass beneath her. She felt so...well, tired, mostly, but something about this didn't sit right with her. The sun glared down at her and her family, reflecting off their three crowns and off the shiny white eggshell in front of them. Milk closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out. Everything is fine. This is going to be my daughter, and I am going to love the princess with all my heart. Still, the unspoken thoughts that were bouncing from her mind to King Butter, even down to their son, Prince Cheese, were too loud to just ignore.
It ended up being King Butter to break the awkward silence, with a quiet whisper to Queen Milk. "Did you really want another dragonet, or were you just feeling so pressured by the public?" In response, Milk just sighed. Ever since Cheese hatched, the FoodWings had been relentless in their pestering and propaganda for a female ruler, despite a King being just as a capable as a Queen. Words had been painted on the palace walls. Banners and signs went up declaring things such as 'No Queen, No Rule'. Butter and Milk basically had to confine Cheese to his room so that he didn't see the signs or get harassed by the public. 
Milk was still fairly certain Cheese knew what was going on, though. 
"It's both, sweetheart," she told her mate. "If I didn't want another dragonet, I would have told our subjects to be silent."
"Do you even have the heart to do that?"
Butter's question hung in the air, thick like jelly. Queen Milk knew she was famously kind and gentle, with almost no spine to her at all. King Butter typically handled the public, since he was almost the pure opposite-all spine with little gentleness in him. She didn't know if she really could tell her people that she wasn't going to listen, no matter how hard they pushed. Just thinking about it made her feel queasy inside. "I...I'd find something to tell them."
King Butter reached out and put his wing around Milk, and she smiled again. "We're too deep in this to have second thoughts, anyway. Did you have any guesses for what food she'll be yet?"
Before she could answer, Prince Cheese walked around the egg and came back to them. "Whey, maybe? Ice Cream or Sugar, also." He gently tapped the egg, and Milk reached out to pull him back, hiding the panic that shot through her. Milk wasn't a fan of scolding Cheese very much, since he was still very young, and she just picked him up and held him close. Cheese gently gave Milk a hug, and she giggled a bit. Butter, on the other talon, was twitching a little. He was the discipline of the family. He helped Cheese learn what was right and wrong, and Milk didn't argue with it because she knew she couldn't do better. Even if she didn't like seeing Cheese get so sad over things.
"Do not touch your sister's egg, Prince Cheese," Butter said sternly. "You don't want to disturb her egg so soon towards it's hatching."
Cheese ducked his head and gave a small nod. "Yes, Father." He swept his tail closer and lifted his eyes towards the pearly white egg before them. Milk gently put him down, but did keep her wing between Cheese and Butter. Someday I'll ask him to stop being so stern with poor Prince Cheese. She also kept watching her egg, waiting for a change in it's unblemished shell. Milk glanced at the others' faces for a moment. Butter looked almost mad, but she noticed a soft curl of a smile at the edge of his mouth. Cheese, on the other talon, was wide-eyed, staying close to Milk as if the dragonet in the egg would snatch her away from him. Gently, Milk patted him on the head.
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