Six Stories & Six Dragons

I have made six stories. Five dragons, one hybrid. ENJOY!!!
-By Dogw1ng please do not edit this page :)
== First Story:No Home ==
This story is about a SandWing. Throughout her life, she encounter's danger, and needs to fight to survive. And when she seems like the most unlucky dragon in the world, she meets someone who changes her life forever.
== Part 1:Seperated | Chapter 1: ==
The first thing I remember, was that black prison. My egg on the outside was yellow and gold, and in the inside it was dark and cramped. Then, I was ready. I had to come out. I wanted to. I pushed against the shell. It wouldn't budge. I pushed harder. Not even a crack. Finally, after what seemed like months of trying, I heard a crack! I used my sharp tail barb and cut a whole in the prison. I breathed in gulps of air, and gathered enough strength to break through the shell. I took in all the sights, and the sounds, and the smells.
I poke my head out of the egg. I see five dragons. Four dragonets. One adult. I break out of the egg, and reach for the adult. "Mine!" I say. "Mine!" Mother laughs a little, and the other dragonets turn to me. I stand up, wobbling a bit, but eventually I gather enough strength to run up to my siblings. "Play!" Says the largest one. "Play!" We reach out for each other, tugging on ears, and jumping on backs. The only one I can beat is my brother, Sunwing. But my older sister, Bonespike, pins me down. I try to challenge the oldest of us all, my brother, Bonedune. But he beats me down to the ground, and I accept defeat. My other sibling is my sister, Sandtooth. And Mother has given me a name as well.
She calls me Brightback, as I was the first one to step outside, and feel the sun on my back. "Remember. The world is a dangerous place," Says Mother. "And you are not ready to face it." I wish I was ready though. I really do. I wish I could walk out of the den, and cover myself in the warm, sand. Mother also says that one day I have to hunt by myself. Mother brings us rabbits, and sometimes bighorn sheep, when she comes back at night. Tooth always beats me to the first bite, but I follow soon after, taking the best bites I can find. "You must fight to survive." Says Mother.
== Chapter 2: ==
Day after day, Mother brings back food to the den. Me and my siblings play, and we get bigger and stronger every day. When Mother comes back, I ask her about the world. She says it's cold Pyrrhia, and that it's a very dangerous place. "Why?" I ask, about every day. "Because Bright," Says Mother. "You are but a dragonet. You would not stand a chance out there. When you're stronger, you'll have to fight to survive." I'm left confused, and full of questions, but Mother does not answer any of them.
A few weeks pass, and the same thing happens. Mother comes in, feeds us, and we sleep. But one day, when we were about the same size as a baby cow, Mother came in, with no food. "Dragonets," She says. We all stop playing, and look at her. "It's time to come out. Come now." Sun springs up, and chases Mother outside. Spike, and Dune, follow after, as well as Tooth. Although I'm shaking in fear, I step out anyway. When I step out, my face get's hit with fresh air. I breath it in, and dig my talons in the sand. The sun in the sky shines on me, like a campfire in the cold. I sniff the air. I smell sand, which is mostly annoying when it blows in my face. But I also smell freedom, something all dragons need.
Mother smiles. She looks proud, as the dust touches her face. She looks down at us, and we all smile back. "Look at you guys," She says. "Growing up." I smile smugly. Tooth pushes me over, and I tumble into the sand. It feels good on my scales, but I get back up, determined to beat my sister. "Dragonets," Says Mother. We all look up at her. I step on Tooth's tail, and she hisses at me. "Hush," Says Mother. "Who wants to go hunting?"
== Chapter 3: ==
Mother takes us to the hunting spot. We start sniffing the air, to search for prey. Soon, we smell something rich, and filled with protein. We follow the scent, until we see a herd of bighorn sheep. I spot the largest one. It's right in the middle, but we don't care. Mother takes her stance, and so do we. Mother jumps first, and the herd scatters. Spike and Dune follow, stumbling over each other as the rest of us take off. I run as fast as light, dodging the other sheep, and going for the one in the center.
I copy mother's moves exactly. She looks at the legs and nothing else. I see here bite at the legs, and I copy, as the sheep screeches. But when I'm about to get the finishing strike, but Dune pushes me out of the way, jumps on the sheeps back, and bites it's neck, killing it. "Well hunted," Mother says to Dune. I sigh. I could have impressed Mother, but I failed. "It's okay Bright," Says Mother. "You'll get it next time." We all take turns eating. Dune goes first, then me, then my other siblings. I watch in envy, as Dune gobbles down the best bites, and when it's my turn, I rip out a chunk, and munch on it, until it's gone.
It filled me up, but I was left unsatisfied, and more determined then ever to beat Dune. Every day we hunt, and every day I get closer, and closer to beating my brother. "You mustn't go to the Scorpion Den." Says Mother, whenever I look at the city of sand. "It is dangerous there." I kind of with I could go there, and see what it's like, but Mother warns me about it every day. Maybe one day, though.
== Second Story:Scales of Mud ==
This story is about a MudWing. Throughout his travels, he loses his family member, and is left in the dust. He must fight and scavenge to survive, but one day, when everything seemed hopeless, one dragon changes his life forever.
== Part 1:Lost | Chapter 1: ==
I remember, when I opened my eyes, and all I saw was darkness. I pushed against it, and felt something hard and stiff. I push against it. I hear a small, crack! But nothing large. I do it again. This time louder. Crack!!! I push against it again, and this time, part of the wall falls off, and I tumble through. When I look around, I see four dragons. three of them are about my size, but one is much taller. I look around, and see another egg. It's not blood red, like mine was, but I can sense it has my family in it. I walk towards it. "Sib?" I say. "Out?"
My siblings nod. "Yes," They say. "Help." I push against the other egg, and a crack appears. I push again, and the crack get's bigger. Suddenly, a dragonet stumbles out. They're scales are honey brown, with maple brown eyes. They are slightly smaller then me. I run up to them, but I trip. I regain my balance, but they are already at my other sibs. I run towards them. "Play!" I say. "Play!" And we did. We pounced and wrestled on each other. My BigWings, Log, is much bigger then me, and all my siblings. The only one I'm bigger then, is the youngest, Maple. My other two siblings are named Lily, and Bullfrog. Log has given me a name too. He calls me Creek, as I was the first one to say the world we all know. "Swamp!"
Every day, Log leaves to go hunting, and all the other's play. I wished that I could go hunting instead, and fead my whole family. They'd be grateful. One day, when Log is out hunting, I grab one of the scraps of meat from yesterday, and throw it at my siblings. They wrestle for it, and I step outside of our sleephouse. I see a bright ball in the sky, surounded by fluffy white things. I take one more step outside, but then Log appears and growls. "Do not pass!" He roars. "If you know what's best for you."
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