Alternate Pyrrhia

==Prophecy==
when the war has lasted 20 years...
the dragonets will come.
 Find the SeaWing egg of deepest blue.
 Wings of night shall come to you.
 The largest egg in the mountain high will give to you the wings of Sky.
 For wings of earth search through the mud,
 for an egg the colour of dragon blood and hidden alone from the rival queens,
 the SandWing egg awaits unseen.
 Of three queens who blister and blaze and burn.
 Two shall die and one shall learn,
 If she bows to a fate that is stronger and higher,
 she'll have the power of wings of fire.
 Five eggs to hatch on the brightest night five dragons to stop the fight.
 The dragonets will rise to bring the light.
 The dragonets are coming...
== Prologue ==
A dragon was trying to hide in a storm.
Lighting flickered across the dark sky. Hvitur clutched his fragile cargo closer. If he could make it over the mountains, he'd be safe. He'd escaped the sky dragons' palace unseen. And the secret cave was so close...
But his theft was not as stealthy as he thought, and eyes as black as obsidian were already tracking from bellow.
The enormous dragon on the mountain ledge had pale gold scales that radiated heat like a desert horizon. Her black eyes narrowed, watching the gleam of silver wings far up in the clouds.
She flicked her tail, and behind her, two more dragons rose to the sky and dove into the heart of the storm. A piercing shriek echoed off the mountains as their talons seized the moon-pale ice dragon.
"Bind his mouth," the waiting dragon ordered as her soldiers dropped Hvitur on the slick, wet ledge in front of her. He was already inhaling, ready to attack. "Quickly!"
One of the soldiers grabbed a chain from the pile of smouldering coals. He tried to through it around the ice dragon's snout, trying to clamp his jaws together. But he wasn't fast enough, Hvitur leaped forward spraying the chains, and the SandWings, with icy breath. Burn roared in pain and leaped at Hvitur but she wasn't fast enough, he dove under Burn's huge body and dove into a crack, just big enough for an ice dragon as small as wiry as him, too small for a dragon as massive as Burn. 
A burst of flames singed the tip of his tail. He cried out in pain, he sprayed a little bit of frost breath, numbing the pain. The cave was so close, just another ten wingbeats away. Hvitur rammed his claws under the hidden leaver and yanked the door open.
"Finally," an impatient voice snapped, "We have our beautiful 'Wings of Sky'. I never dreamed I'd get another chance to raise a dragonet."
"Kestrel," Hvitur hissed, "Burn's soldiers are patroling the mountains, they're looking for us." That shut us the red dragon, she glared at the IceWing. "Is Asha here? Did she make it with the blood egg?" He asked.
"Yes, brainless, I'm here." The MudWung stalked over holing a red egg, she held it up for all to see. "This blood-red egg, my friends, contains 'Wings of Earth'. " She pulled the egg closer to her chest.  "And Morrowseer still needs to deliver the Night egg."
"Come to the roof," Dune said, "Morrowseer is here." The five guardians carefully flew to the mountain peak, not wanting to attract attention, in the shelter of a cave sat a large NightWing. He didn't say anything, he just handed Webs something silver. 
"What!" Webs cried, "You brought us an IceWing egg! We need a NightWing." He held out the egg so the other minders could see, they where are mad that Morrowseer had tricked them.
"Do you want your own prophecy to fail?"  Asha snarled, "Because you have." If looks could kill, Morrowseer would have been murdered by the glare he was receiving from the MudWing.
Crack-Crack
The MudWing was hatching.
== Chapter 1 ==
Clay knew he was the right dragon for a Big Heroic Destiny.
He knew how to be the great MudWing saviour of the dragon world, glorious and brave. He knew how to do all the wonderful things expected of him. He knew how to look at the world, figure out what was broken, and fix it.
And he was a natural-hatched hero. He had many legendary qualities. He liked studying more than sleeping, and he never lost chickens in the caves during hunting practice because he was paying attention to his prey instead of watching for scales.
He had high expectations for himself. He was great at fighting. But "great" wasn't going to stop the war and save the dragon tribes. He needed to be extraordinary. He was the biggest dragonet, so he was the scary, tough one. 
"Fight!" he howled at his teacher, flinging her across the cavern. Kestrel crashed into the rock wall and scrambled up again, trying to spread her rust-coloured wings for balance. Clay's brown talons raked at her face and she ducked away. "Come on," the Clay snarled. "Stop holding back. You have to teach me the art of the kill."
He lunged at her again.
"I don't think killing each other will help the prophecy," she protested, licking her obviously sore talons. He sucked in, pulling the warmth from his chest and blasted fire at his teacher. She rolled under his blast and retaliated by shooting back, but that was no use, Clay hatched from a blood-red egg, so he had fire-proof scales. He laughed at her useless attempt. He stalked forward ready to slash his talons across her face, when he felt a sharp pinch on his tail, he whirled around and faced the other dragon. 
Tsunami, the 'SeaWing egg of deepest blue' that part was right, her scales were the deepest blue in the world, like sapphires, beautiful, glorious sapphires, but she was a coward, she never fought. She never listened to anyone else, through her eyes, only her opinion mattered.
"Hello, Tsunami." He said he liked Tsunami, even though she got on his nerves. He was their 'big wings' as aunt Asha had said, sworn to protect his younger sibs, or in his case, nestmates. 
"Stop picking on Kestrel," Tsunami growled. "Or I'll bite you again." Her deep blue scales shimmered like cobalt glass in the torchlight. The gills in her long neck were pulsing like they always did when she was angry.
Clay sat back and flicked his tail around to examine the bite mark. He bared his teeth at Tsunami. "Aren't you sweet? Protecting a dragon who hates you and tries to set you a fire."
"Oh, whatever," she grumbled, "I don't care what Kestrel does to me,  I'm the one who a princess and when I'm Queen I will raid the other kingdoms, then the SeaWings will conquer all of Pyrrhia! We will be the richest of all the tribes and no one will dare fight in another war ever again! I will be Tsunami, Queen of the Land and Sea."
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