Wings of Stone: Music (Short Story)

This is a Wings of Stone short story by Flyt. It follows the adventures of Copper the SilkWing. I'm not sure if I'll continue doing this, but I'll keep it on the wiki for now.
==Prologue==
Bluebottle the SilkWing looked up at the blue sky. It was a good day, other than the fact that her parents had to work overtime for something. It was mainly a good day because her brother, Copper, was finishing up his metamorphosis today.
He’s going to be so surprised when he figures out that we have to go to Pyrrhia, Bluebottle thought. But mother and father say we have to. Plus, the queen wouldn’t want two random dragonets wandering around. 
Copper’s all so grown up now. I can’t believe it, Bluebottle thought. But after he finishes his metamorphosis, we do have to go. Starting a new life on a new continent. That will be hard. She stared up at the sky.
But I’m ready for it.
==Chapter One==
“We’re finally here,” Bluebottle said to her little brother as soon as they saw the sandy yellow desert in front of them. 
The Sand Kingdom, Copper remembered. “But aren’t we going to the other side of this continent?”
“Yyyes,” Bluebottle said. “But we still made it across the ocean. Sorry your first flight was this long.”
“It’s… fine,” Copper lied. He hadn’t noticed how sore his wings were until Bluebottle had pointed it out. “Actually… I should rest somewhere.”
“Ok. Just don’t… freak out any unsuspecting sand dragons.” Bluebottle laughed. “I’ll find food while you rest.”
“Sure,” Copper replied. He attempted to tuck his wings into a dive. However, one of his wings was in the wrong position. “Bluebottle- BLUEBOTTLE! HELP!” The SilkWing plummeted toward the ground as Bluebottle whipped around.
“COPPER!” she yelled desperately, flying to his aid as he fell. “NO!” 
Right when he thought he was going to hit the ground, he felt talons catch him. “Thank you so much, Blueb-” He stopped midsentence. Bluebottle was still above him, which meant another dragon would’ve caught him.
He heard a pained grunt from under him and looked under him. Sandy-yellow talons were wrapped around him. “Ow,” a voice said from under him. 
Copper watched as a SandWing came out from under him. “Are you okay? Wait. What are you? A dragon from across the sea?”
Copper coughed, sand coming out of his snout. “Y-yeah.”
The SandWing beamed. “Ooh, cool! What’s your name? I’m Arabian.”
“Oh. Um…” Copper looked up at Bluebottle, who was eyeing Arabian warily. “Copper,” he said finally.
'“Nice!” Arabian said. “It does fit you,” she said, pointing at his coppery-orange scales, which were slightly glinting in the sunlight.
“I guess so- Bluebottle!” Copper yelled as Bluebottle wrapped her claws around him and attempted to flap away. 
“Copper, we have to go! Plus, we can’t trust everyone here!” She angrily tried to flap away with him in her arms.
“Bluebottle, I can fly by MYSELF, you know,” Copper said, half-strangled. He attempted to shove himself out of her arms, but Bluebottle’s grip was too firm. 
Bluebottle looked at him. “Okay, fine. As long as you don’t go flying off to that dragon again,” she said as she let him go.
More coming soon...
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