Blooming Hope

A story of Pollerina’s life. Major WIP!! 
== Prologue ==
A swish of a tail and the tapping of an unusual sharp claw. A dark blue head of an unknown dragon popped out in the heat of the desert of the Sand Kingdom. A beautiful and young dragon slithered into the dusk of the desert, when the air is gradually getting cooler. She hissed, her tongue flicking in and out as her blue scales glimmer and clashing with contrasting dark and lush green secondary scales, her bright cat-like yellow eyes blinking and narrowing into slits. 
She groaned sarcastically, “Ceanothus, the sky finally stopped crying.” A male voice snarled softly, “Nerodia, the sky never cries.” Nerodia furrows her brows as she raised one slightly as she turned to the male dragon, “And why is the sky always this blue when the sun is present?” 
A huge, bright red with orange scales and blue splotches dragon emerged from the approaching dark as he rumbled, “We not know the real reason why it is blue, but it is not itself the blue tears that covers our world, but it may be the sun’s presence to turn blue.” Nerodia narrows her eyes softly as she sighed, “I believe you, Ceanothus, my flame of life, but what’s there to believe if we can’t justify?” 
Ceanothus nodded his head as he said, “I get it, but we just believe.” 
Nerodia murmured, “And the egg? Is it soon?” She turned her limbless legs to her husband, her eyes shining. Ceanothus looks hesitant, but he confidently said, “The egg is good. We’re in the middle of the desert, living in a small hut next to the oasis. How could any dragon steal, or destroy our special egg?” Nerodia looked worried because she said, “I know, but that egg is something I wouldn’t expect to lay. That egg is special. Can’t you see the strange coloring? We don’t have a family nor ancestors that has this kind of coloring.” 
Ceanothus sighed in defeat as he said, “I know, I see that. But can we just care for our dragonet, no matter how unusual?” Nerodia looked at him once again, her eyes in worry but with hope, so instead she said, “Yes, I will. I hope our dragonet will hold a place in our hearts.” 
Nerodia blinked rapidly all of a sudden as she let out a few sniffs and snarled. That smell was alarming and something unusual. She growled, “Get the egg! Something is coming our way.” Ceanothus widened his eyes as he went into the hut immediately and came out with a sling around his chest with the dull rosy pink egg in it. Nerodia gasped, “We have to abandon the hut! I think it’s a raid, so gather the valuables!” Ceanothus widened his eyes and nodded down as he quickly flew, Nerodia shortly returning with a chest bag full of their possessions, knowing some others would be lost for a long time. She started taking off and joining on his webbed tail. 
After a while, Ceanothus gasped and panted, slightly descending near the highest sand dunes. Ceanothus snorted, letting out little flames as he felt lightheaded, numbing his senses as he never noticed the egg slipping away, falling and rolling into an area with high vegetation. 
After an hour or two, they landed into the border of a rainforest, assuming they have arrived at the Rain Kingdom. Nerodia sighed as she said, “I swear I can still smell them as if they’re chasing us. Thank the three moons we’re safe, most of our possessions are secured, and the egg—“ as she glanced at the sling and screeched, “THE EGG! WHERE IS THE EGG!?” 
Ceanothus blinked irregularly as he mumbled, “The egg…” He glanced at his sling slowly, still showing sign of a mental problem, and raising his talons to feel and widened his eyes slowly in confusion and panic. Ceanothus gasped and looked around his surrounding and whispered, “It’s not around here.” Nerodia looked disappointed and hissed, raising her lizard-like hood as she screeched, “How could you lose the egg!?” Ceanothus snapped, “You were exhausted like me!” Nerodia hissed as she raised her tail and placed it on her temple as she grumbled, “We have to find the egg!” 
Ceanothus reminded, “But the raid. We can’t do this.” Nerodia shakily sighed as she whimpered, “Let’s hope that the RainWing’s queen would let us reside here.” Ceanothus nodded as Nerodia parted her possession bag in half to Ceanothus to carry on the way into the heart of the Rain Kingdom. Nerodia slithered slowly as Ceanothus stamped his way through the muddy path in embarrassment. 
Nerodia thought as she looked to the three crescent moons, How could I not notice the disappearance of my egg? It’s not entirely Ceanothus’s fault. It’s mine as well, but pray that the dragonet hatched safely. She paused, thinking. She added, Please let a dragon find her. Nerodia blinked. Her. She knew it was a her. She can feel it. Let a dragon save her, please. 
If possible, I hope she is content in life without us. 
== Chapter 1 ==
A cracking sounded. Something shakes. A tiny, pinkish-purple eye opened into the cracks of the eggshell. The head struggled to push out into the air of the heat. The small head retreats for a while before her floppy webbed spine and curved horns rammed on the inside first, shifting the egg slightly on the smooth sand surface. 
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