The Runaway

== Chapter 1 ==
It was a normal day in the RainWing village. It was sun time, and all of the dragons in the village were sleeping. Except for one RainWing, that is. And that RainWing's name was Delicate. Delicate was a dark purple RainWing with yellow scales and pink triangles on her body. Though her scale colors were normal, Delicate was not. She wanted to see what the other dragon tribes were like, and she had the perfect chance to escape while everyone else remained asleep. So she leaped out of the hammock she had been laying in silently, and almost immediately opened her wings to be able to glide over the village. She was enjoying the flight- until she spots another dragon coming into the village with a talonful of fruit. They freeze, shocked by the fact that Delicate was still awake. "Why are you awake, Delicate? All the other members of your tribe are sleeping, so how come you aren't?" the other dragon said, loudly and clearly. Delicate went still, frozen, unable to speak for a minute as her heartbeat began to thump violently out of fear. "Well, um... I woke up early, and now I want to take a swim in the lake at the rainforest's edge. Don't you ever feel that way?" Delicate replied. The other dragon seemed to consider her answer, before saying, "Hmm. Can't relate. I don't know whether to think of that as a truth or a lie, but since there is a chance you may be telling the truth, I guess I'll let you go." And with that, the other dragon stopped questioning Delicate and let her through. Delicate smiled. Now that the other dragon truly believed she was just going for a swim, she could use that as a excuse to sneak out of the village. The dark purple RainWing spent a while gliding in the sky, with nobody else in sight for a long time. That is, except when a couple of NightWings flew up to her out of nowhere. One of the NightWings whipped the RainWing with his tail, before grabbing her by the shoulders. Delicate lets out a small shriek of fear and wiggles in an attempt to escape her captor's talons, only to accomplish nothing more than being held tighter. Delicate called out, "Help!" as her scales turn from their natural color to a pale green. She stares at the NightWing, worrying that something bad was about to happen to her until she hears someone shout, "What in the world are you doing?! Let that RainWing go!" In response to the shout, the NightWing who was holding her lets go of her, and she quickly glides away, but as she was to fly out of sight, she heard a voice say to her, "Hey! Did you really think I was about to hurt you?" Delicate turns around. She saw the very dragon who had been holding her by her shoulders just moments ago looking at her with a sad expression on his face. Of course I thought you were about to hurt me! What am I supposed to think? Delicate thought as she looked at him. A second NightWing who was smaller and looked younger than the dragon who had grabbed Delicate said, "Of course she thought you were going to hurt her! What else is she supposed to think? Hello, RainWing, by the way. My name's Moonsky, and the dragon that tackled you is named Wolfhowler. He can be a real pain in the tail sometimes, but he's harmless, don't worry. What's your name?" Delicate listened to Moonsky closely, and then she acknowledged that she had been listening when she responded with, "My name's Delicate. Nice to meet you." Wolfhowler let out a small groan as he watched the two dragonets talk to each other. He decided to use a moment of silence as a time when he could speak. "I'm so sorry for what I did to you, Delicate. I knew it wasn't right from when I first did it. It's just, I've grown up in a volcano, and even though I've finally gotten to see the rainforest, I want to see more. I want to see each tribe's land, get to know what other tribes are like, those kinds of things, and that was the first way I thought of to get your attention. Are you leaving the rainforest, or are you staying here?" he said. Delicate responded, "That sounds awful... And yes, I'm leaving the rainforest. I guess I'll let you and Moonsky come with me so you two can get to see more of the world as long as you don't attack me or do anything that you're not supposed to do. Would you like that?" Upon hearing this, both Wolfhowler and Moonsky both said "Yes! I would love that!" in perfect n. The next thing that happened was the trio of dragons flying towards the Kingdom of Sand, faster than a flock of birds.
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