Husky’s story

Not sure if this needs a mature content warning or not, but I'm going to put it there anyway.
HUSKY'S STORY
Rain started pouring down on us. I flew slightly behind, looking out for danger. “Husky! Pay attention! You’ll get lost with all your daydreaming!” A deep voice commanded. It was Yuki, our patrol leader. This was my first patrol, so I was feeling nervous and rather paranoid, though I wouldn’t admit it. Yuki and the rest of the patrol weren’t helping with their talk of getting lost and their careless behavior in scouting. I wondered why they weren’t more careful; we were getting closer to SkyWing territory. We had crossed a bit of ocean between the Sky Kingdom and the Sand Kingdom a few minutes ago. Suddenly, I looked up, and realized i couldn't see my group. I looked around, confused. The heavy rain and fog made it hard for me to see. I wondered which way they had gone, and realized I couldn’t tell. I decided to take shelter under the trees and wait. When the rain passed, I watched the glimmering rainbow that formed in the sky, and an idea formed in my mind. I crawled out from under the tree and lifted into the air. I didn’t see anyone around. I cautiously let the sunlight catch on my wings, casting light around the mountains. I tried the signal again, and when no one answered, I decided to go back to the Ice Kingdom. I might get dropped down a few ranks for abandoning my troop, but that was better than being spotted by enemies. I landed and turned around to see a SkyWing suddenly swooping down at me. I jumped and slashed her across the snout. She staggered back, and one of his companions pounced upon me. I leaped into the air, and he followed with the aggressive speed of a SkyWing. I roared as the SkyWing clawed my wings, striking him across the face with my spiked tail. Three SkyWings and a MudWing came at me from behind. The MudWing barreled into my stomach and I grunted as I fell to the ground. I didn’t have time to call up the snowstorm inside and blast frostbreath on her before a SkyWing landed and grabbed my snout shut. “Knock him out.” A bored voice ordered. I writhed furiously, but I felt a sudden pain in my head as something crashed into it, and slipped into darkness. When I regained consciousness, I was on a tall pillar that I instantly recognized as Scarlet’s arena. My spines tensed as I looked down, feeling slightly dizzy at the height. A few fights went on, but I hardly paid attention to them. I was too busy studying the chains, hoping I could find a way to escape. They were obviously too strong for my claws, and even if I had fire, these probably wouldn’t break, as the other prisoners weren’t escaping. I gave up on escaping, but I knew I wouldn’t go down without a fight. 
The few next days were rather boring, simply waiting for my turn to come. Until, four days after my capture, the time came. It wasn’t too much of a fight. The SeaWing was small and cowardly. It was obvious he hadn’t been trained to fight. I quickly dispatched him, not giving him enough time to gain courage. My next fight was a little more challenging. A large female SandWing. I had fought SandWings before, but this one was hard, especially with the limited space and my wings bound. She almost got me, pinning me down with her bulky talons, but I managed to roll away from her tail. After that, it was a quick fight, freezing her tail barb off and snapping her neck. 
I didn’t feel a shred of guilt for killing them, as they would have been perfectly fine killing me, even outside this arena. A few days later, I started dozing off during the fights as usual, uncomfortable with the oppressive heat, when I heard someone say “dragonet of destiny”. I peered down into the arena, where a MudWing was facing off Fjord, a battle scarred IceWing. I realized the MudWing was one of the so-called “dragonets of destiny”. I wondered how he’d do in a fight and paid attention. He seemed to be stalling at first, although I couldn’t figure out his tactic. He dodged Fjord’s frost breath and roared fire straight into his mouth. I was surprised when the MudWing managed to pin him down for a moment. Fjord threw him off and he grabbed his snout. He clawed the MudWing hard. Suddenly, I heard someone yelling and looked over at one of the towers, where a female SeaWing was hanging like an insect in a spiderweb, fighting to get down. While the SkyWings were busy putting her back, I heard a terrifying scream. Startled, I looked back at the arena where Fjord was writhing, a black substance eating away at his scales. He fell to the arena floor, dead in a matter of seconds. I wished I could unsee what had happened. It erased some of my confidence and I wanted to keep it. 
The next day, there was some “trial” going on for a SkyWing I didn’t recognize. As usual, I didn’t pay much attention. Later, Burn, the oldest of the three princesses, arrived and was silently surveying the prisoners, and I shivered. The following morning, I was led into a small room along with all the other IceWings, making me slightly suspicious, but when I overheard Scarlet saying that it was her hatching day, it made sense, and I prepared myself for a challenge.
As I was led into the arena, I looked up, and realized who I was fighting today. Them. The dragonets of destiny. I remembered what the MudWing had done to Fjord and felt terrified that the same would happen to me. I wondered what kind of strange powers the others would have. When my eyes fell upon the NightWing, my spines rattled angrily. If it weren’t for the NightWings stealing our animus magic, we would have won this war by now, and I wouldn’t be here. I could have climbed my way up to the first circle. I could have trained harder, fought and died for my Queen. But I would die fighting in this arena, all for the amusement of our enemies. As I waited impatiently for the grumpy-looking SkyWing guard to unchain me, I noticed a large shadow and saw an enormous NightWing descending on us. I felt the terror of being helpless to defend myself as he swooped down upon the arena. “That NightWing dragonet is ours.” He growled. I saw Scarlet and Burn arguing with him, but could hardly hear them over the sound of my heart beating louder and louder. All I could hear was the NightWing’s deep voice. “Those IceWings? Very well.” He flicked his tail and NightWings came rushing in. 
It happened in a fraction of a second. All I saw was the NightWing’s expressionless face rushing towards me. Then, my own cobalt blue blood filled my mouth, a brief moment of pain, and everything dropped into cool, dark, nothingness.
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