The War for the Continent

== Hi! This is a work in progress! :) ==
=== Prologue ===
It was a pretty peaceful day. Lynx was making a trade with a male Tigerwing called Whisker. He thought he heard a yell in a… familiar accent, but it was probably nothing. right? “And thats 13 rubies.” “Huh?” Lynx asked. “13 rubies.” Whisker repeated. “Oh, sorry,” Lynx said with apologies. “I was distracted. Here you go.” 
He handed off the rubies, and Whisker gave her the opal bracelet he had found inside a strange abandoned mine. “Have a nice day! Say- what distracted you?” Whisker questioned. “I thought I heard some dragons-'' A large group of dragons appeared, saying, “ATTACK! ROB THEIR STORES! KILL THEIR RESIDENTS! BURN THEIR HOMES!” It was the Foxwings. “They’ve come for the Tigerwings’ territory!” A guard for the prince named Sentinel hollered. 
They sprinted through the jungle, turning and twisting through running dragons, they ducked through Foxwings, and dodged hurled rocks. “OF ALL THE DAYS TO TRADE? WHY ON THE DAY THE OTHER TRIBE IS INVA-” Sentinel heard Lynx’s screams, seeming to be stabbed in the heart by a scrawny Foxwing. Whisker stared in shock, then quickly kept running. Finally, he found a hole. A strange figure pulled him in, and shut and locked a trapdoor. A Toxiwing. Whisker was asked what was wrong. He told it, “The Wolfwing prince has died.”
=== Chapter I ===
He had been here for six years, since the war had officially started. Whisker liked it in the tunnels under the land, like a whole underground continent. Sometimes it took weeks to get suntime, and they only had one hour to sleep and get their dose of their minimum nutrients before the other tribe groups, consisting of Foxwings and Wolfwings, went out to get their hour. He had only seen the queen once, when she came to the Full Moon Festival, in which a large hole had a mechanism that pulled fake grass over the large dome overlooking the moons was uncovered.
Whisker’s assigned mate was a Wolfwing named Koala, who was a friend at most, but he secretly liked another Wolfwing. His name was Canine, and Whisker thought he was the coolest dragon he had ever seen. But, the assigned mates could not change, and Whisker was guessing he didn’t even know who he was. The Toxiwings were trying to end the war by basically forcing dragons to mate to create hybrids, which was an absolutely unneeded and idiotic idea to Whisker. From what he knew, this was a deathtrap for them all. The two fighting tribes hated hybrids, and would do anything to kill them all. 
Whisker was sitting in his room, waiting for his “bonding time” with Koala, which was really just playing a board game until bedtime. “Whisker,” said a voice from behind him. “How would you like to escape?”
=== Chapter II ===
Canine, the dragon who Whisker thought didn’t even know his name, was standing in front of him, acting like he’d known him all his life. “Jeez, it shouldn’t be THAT surprising, I mean, I thought everyone wanted to leave. Wait, If not, please don’t tell Warden!” Canine hesitantly told Whisker. “No, I want to leave, it’s just-” Canine cut him off. “I was right! You do like me!” “Oh, was it that obvious?” Whisker asked. “Don’t act scared, I think you’re pretty cool too! If we get out of here, we could be together! No assigned partners, no Toxiwings judging us. Just me, you, and whatever situations we get into!”
It was midnight, the guards were asleep, like always. This was it, their ticket out of this overprotective place, forever. Well, hopefully forever, they don’t really know. “These guards are really bad at their jobs!” Canine whispered loudly. “Um, yeah, I guess,” Whisker hesitantly whispered back. “Can we just- go now?” Sneaking past the guards was easy; they would slowly walk past the guards, then open the little trapdoor, then leave. When they opened the door, though, It made the loudest, most annoying, “SSSSCCCRRREEEAAACCCHHH!!!!!!” that woke the guards up. “RUN!” Canine yelled, grabbing Whisker’s arm. “HEY! GET YOUR BEHINDS BACK HERE!” One guard yelled. “DON’T GO OUT THERE! IT’S DANGEROUS!” Another one screamed. Whisker couldn’t hear though, he was much too fixated on the fact Canine was holding his Talon.
=== Chapter III ===
“What about Koala?” An out of breath Whisker asked. “RIGHT… BEHIND YOU. JEEZ I AM SO NOT A RUNNER!” Koala called out from behind. “Here! Get on my back! You’re light!” Whisker suggested. “Rude but ohkayy.” The trio finally escaped, well, sort of. Right after they left the grasp of the Toxiwing guards, the group was met with a spear from a new Wolfwing. “What are you doing with a Tigerwing?” They asked Canine. “Uh, we were just… making a trade?” Whisker replied. “You know full well you don’t trade with other tribes, Whisker”
“Haha! Just kidding, I’m an escapee too! You’re a really bad liar. I should probably introduce myself. I’m Sentinel, nice to meet you!” “Wait, as in, Princess Lynx’s royal guard?” Koala asked. “In the flesh! Say, why have I only seen you before, Whisker?” “Because the Toxiwings think that having only one person to hang out with is good for your brain.” Canine told them.
“Well I’m starved! Who wants to come back to the Claw Kingdom and get some delicious herbal bread?” “Aye!” They all yelled in unison. It seemed like living outside the tunnel network wouldn’t be so hard after all.
=== Chapter IV ===
He was wrong. Life in the Claw Kingdom was just as horrible. There were rotting carcasses of dead Coyotes on almost every block. The architecture was crumbling. Even the “herbal bread” was just a stale loaf with bits of leftover leaves from the dying gardens stuffed in it. “Ok, I’m just gonna say it because nobody else is, what in the dragons above’s names is wrong with this place?” “Canine!” Koala whispered through gritted teeth. “What? We’re all thinking it, I just have the claws to say what’s on my mind.”
“Well, to be honest, the place is an absolute mess from both a literal and political standpoint.” Sentinel informed the group. “Queen Epsilon really hasn’t lived up to her name. She basically said, ‘don’t kill each other and don’t go to war’ then just dipped, sometimes making decisions on carcass cleanup, which she always postpones because she has to go to a million brunches. Let me tell you, this place ain’t pretty, but us citizens all go by The Pack Code, to fight for each other as family.”
“Yeah, that’s really sentimental and all, but we are trying to not die, so I’d recommend fighting for peace, not just so your tribe is safe.” Canine said. “Moons, have you ever heard of subtext?” Sentinel asked, very annoyed. The group was all confused at this new word they’d never heard of, so Sentinel had to explain what they thought was a basic grammar concept to dragons who had literally been living under a rock, or a lot of rocks. “Look, thanks for the lesson, but if we want to end this war, we need some real action.” Whisker said to Sentinel. “By who?” “We need someone with power, who has some time to use it. Sentinel, my new friend, I want to have a chat with Queen Epsilon.”
=== Chapter V ===
“WHAT. Nohohohohoo, nope, nada, uh uh, no thank you.” Sentinel told Whisker. “That is not possible.” “What- why? You said she has nothing going on.” Said Koala. “Look, she told us she has this huge secret that nobody can know abou-” “Does it look like we care? The lives of millions are on the line, and some secret is the thing keeping saving the world on standby? This is absolute cow dung.” Canine started stomping his way towards the biggest building he saw. “Canine, wait!” Yelled Sentinel. “No, I’m going to your queen.” “No, that’s the finance building.” “Oh.” Canine turned around to see the others going the other way to an even larger building. He slapped his forehead, and carried on walking.
The group was at the bottom of the steps, ready to talk to someone who they thought would keep peace, but is now thought to be the most incompetent queen known, and there are no heirs so she is queen until death. The second they set foot on the first step of the capitol building, the ground shook, but it seemed like nobody around them noticed. Suddenly, they fell down a slide, inhaling some kind of gas. The group regained their consciousness slowly, but they weren’t together anymore.
“What the heck?” Yelled Koala. “Where are you guys?” They were all in a row of cells, but the weird thing was that they were the only ones there, even though there were tens of cells in that hall. They quickly realized that the hall had no exit. Whisker asked, “How did we get in here?” “Better yet- how do we get out?” Said Whisker. “There’s no stairs, no door, heck, not even a doorway! WHAT IS HAPPENING?!” “Chill quick-claws” Said Canine. “Nope,” said Koala. “No pet names.”
“Fineeee.” Said Whisker. “Wait- where’s Sentinel?” “No idea,” Said Koala. “But do you guys also have a vent on top of your cell that’s about the size of me?” “No,” Responded Canine. “But I have one the size of me.” “Huh, that’s odd…” The group flew up to the vent, and Canine ripped his right off the ceiling. He crawled his way through a vent, which he thought was oddly polished for a rock tube, and he got to Whisker’s cell. Once the third vent was open, they noticed a familiar scent. “It’s the gas!” But before they could plug their noses, they were unconscious. When they woke up, they were shrouded in darkness. Suddenly, the torches lit, and an authoritative voice boomed throughout the room; the throne room. “Congratulations, you have half a brain.”
“Well that was kinda ru- HOLY- QUEEN EPSILON?!” “Whisker, if you don’t chill out, I’m gonna shut your mouth… with my own.” Said Canine. “ENOUGH. If you guys don’t stop with your little flirting, I’ll put you in one of those prop cells without vents. I just thought I’d put you through a little trial, because when I was notified about your little band of escapees, I had my best guard give you a little test to see if you are worthy to talk with me.” “I’m sorry about my friends, your majesty.” Said Koala. Whisker told her, “We are here to tell you that this war has gone on far too long. It is so hard to know that so many of the people that I have relations to are being murdered every day. I even feel bad for the killers, their ruler, Furheart, despite having a heart in for name, has no heart for her citizens. Surely you know about difficult deaths, having dealt with the killing of your own daughter.” “Look,” Said Epsilon. “I know I’m not supposed to say this, but you’ll be confused if I don’t.” She pulled a lever, unleashing a mechanism. A dragon emerged from the darkness. “I think you would like to speak with my daughter about your endeavors.”
=== Chapter VI ===
It was the scream heard around the world, and I was the only one who knew what it meant. I had lied. Mother told me it was something she called a ‘white lie’ and she said it meant a lie that was used for good, but judging by the looks on the faces around me, I’m not so sure. The female Wolfwing was appalled, like a rat that knows it’s about to be someone’s food. The male one was confused, seemingly trying to make sense of what he saw. And the Tigerwing was the only familiar face in front of me, the trader I spoke to the day I… you know. My name is Lynx, which everyone makes fun of since royals are supposed to have rank names, not names of animals that live in the otherwise uninhabited mountains to the southwest. Mother tells me that she wanted me to be unique, but that’s all I’ve been for six years, some random princess whose subjects don’t even know she exists.
Their cause is one I have wanted my mother to help me work out for years. We are the most economically powerful tribe in the continent, yet it is so hard to end a war we have had all the reasons and power to finish for years. Mom just thinks speaking out is going to get us put in harm’s way, but I tell her that if we can plan with the Toxiwings, we can convince the two tribes to end the fight. All she tells me is that Toxiwings can’t be trusted, but she never says why. 
I talk to the new dragons in a separate room. The conversation is casual, everyone is having fun just chatting in the safety of a castle. For once in my life, I feel like I’m free to just… talk. I start to lose hope though when the group tells me where they came from, a secret network of tunnels underneath the continent. They said that the Toxiwings were verbally abusive and never let dragons make friends. Whisker told me that if the Toxiwings knew that he wanted to be with Canine, they’d put them on other sides of the tunnels, to never see each other again. The female Wolfwing named Koala confirmed it, saying that she had been separated from someone she liked. Above us, we heard a weird sound, a shutter, along with a flash of light, coming from the small hole above. Whisker asked if we should investigate, but I just sat him down. It doesn’t matter right now. What matters is stopping this war, and I feel like we can ‘wing’ it. (Note to self: Stop placing stupid puns in your own mind)
=== Chapter VII ===
As we’re lying down on our beds, I can’t help but stay awake. Koala seems like she can’t fall asleep either. Sentinel is already asleep next to me, in his weird little moon shape he’s slept in since the day he hatched. I’m awake thinking about how I can feel so comfortable with dragons I just met. Sentinel acts very home-y around Koala. I guess they may have seen her in the short time he lived in the tunnels. I would feel upset that he lied to me about why they were gone once they returned, saying that he was taking a vacation in the mountains, but honestly I’m just relieved to know that mother isn’t my only companion.
“Hey Lynx?” Whispered Koala. “Yes?” “Do you think that the Foxwings want to rule the whole continent? I mean, that’s so much land, seems a bit… odd how they want to take over dragons who didn’t have any conflict with them at all.” “Well Koala,” I told her. “I don’t think the Foxwing royals think about ethics. The generals are just following their orders, and the fighters are just following them. I don’t think all the Foxwings want to slaughter the Tigerwings. Dragons are complex. Just because two dragons look the same on the outside doesn’t mean their thoughts look the same as well. Anyone who tries to go against the Foxwings is executed. It’s just… so sad how many innocent lives were destroyed because of a corrupt queen. That’s not the end of the story, but I’m too tired to talk. Goodnight Koala.”
“Princess Lynx, is it?”
“Yes, why? Who are you?”
“I cannot tell you, but I have been looking into you lately.”
“Creepyyy…”
“Say whatever you want, but I know you can end this war.”
“How could you know? I have no idea who you are!”
“It isn’t something of your concern. That’s what my mother always told my father when she was tired of him asking her ‘why?’ Every time she said something. So sad to think they’ve fallen ill with the same sickness my grandfather had caught.”
“Look, I don’t need the stories. I just need to know who you are.”
“We will be there soon. Do not worry, once we arrive, the war will end within weeks.”
“Alright, whatever… Say, what’s that little thin box you’ve been tapping on this whole ti-”
“Nope! You’re waking up now!”
“Wait what are you talki-“
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=== Chapter VIII ===
“Hey, Lynx, LYNX!” “Huh? Sentinel, I just had the strangest dream. Some dragon that I don’t even think is from Tarsius told me how they were gonna end the war with me, or something, honestly I don’t know…” “Same, but instead of a dragon, it’s a rock and it talks about how I can eat milkweed and get magical powers! Anyway, you’re late to breakfast.” He told me. “Alright, I’ll be there.” Getting ready, I wondered if that dragon in my dream was real. It was colorful, but dark at the same time, could it be a hybrid? How? It’s definitely not from here. It had a large amount of jewelry, so it could be royalty. An earring with red jewel, a necklace with a star-shaped amethyst, and an array of specks of rubies across their scales? That sounds painful!
I finally got down to breakfast, which seemed warmer now that these new friends were here. Mother made an announcement, saying, “Hello newcomers! It’s been a while since we’ve had anybody different in the palace, your company is very appreciated. I do apologize for acting so rude before. I know that you are all great beings, and I would like to give two announcements. First, I am proud to inform you all that I am joining your cause! The Wolfwings would love to see this conflict ended, especially because they can’t trade with anyone else… Anyway, my second announcement is directed at my daughter.”
Me? What could she possibly have to say to me? I wonder if she’ll let me get a window or a snack bin, or maybe it’s just another book she needs me to write. Finally, she said something I never thought she ever would. “I would like to sincerely apologize to you, Lynx. I know I haven’t been kind to you lately, or at all. I would like you to get to do something you never did. The days after the attack gave me the worst decision I had ever made, neglecting your feelings. I have gone through your own writings, and have found one common theme. You have always painted this place as beautiful, and I would love for you to finally, after six years, let you leave the palace. Pack your things, you’re going to visit the ocean!”
=== Chapter IX ===
What? Where? The… ocean? She would never. I’m sleeping! That other dream was just as ridiculous as this! Wait… if I’m dreaming, then I can move her chair with my mind! Crud, I mean, “YYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!” “Okayyyy!” Oop, did I say that out loud? “Heh, sorry…” I told mom, but she said it was ok to be excited. I just can’t believe that she would let me go. Well, I guess it’s time to get packing!
Wait, I don’t have anything to packguess she meant snacks and stuff. Where’s my cooler? “Hey mother, where’s my cooler?” She told me to “Please, call me mom. I’m a queen, but I’m also your family. Also, it’s in the second kitchen cabinet on the right.” Woah. It’s like she’s a whole different dragon. “Thanks.” Ok, second cabinet on the right… ah, there it is. Strawberries, apples, syrup drops, sweetbread, “Hey guys, want anything else?” I asked them in our room after dinner, but they already fell asleep, so I just put some potatoes and cheese in if they don’t like sweets. Can’t wait to see tomorrow. “Goodnight guys.”
I take it you’re ready to talk now? 
Are you actually real?
Yes. I’m real.
So is that rock that talks to Sentinel real too?
No, what? Whatever. I’m here to answer any questions that I’ll let you answer. 
Kinda rude…
I’m building suspense.
Ugh, fine.
So, what are you asking?
Um… why are there gems between your scales?
You don’t have embeds where you live? You guys are literally trapped in the last century.
Okay… more rude. Like I asked last time we talked, WHAT IS THE BOX THING?!
Well… you’re clearly going to bug me when I get there, so… this is something invented only a few years ago. We call it a cellphone.
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