Dragonchasers

Bluebell and Rose belong to Fish. Warren belongs to Nightshifter. Holly belongs to Lacey. Tarcier belongs to Pineapple. Lavender belongs to Delta. Magnolia belongs to Lightangel.
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Seven teenagers live in a cave somewhere between the Ice Kingdom and the Kingdom of Sand. They've been planning something for years. They want to rule over all the humans. Well, not all of them do, a few of them got roped into it, but they're there now, and they're going to have to help.  
The only way that Bluebell, their leader, could think of a way to do this is to catch a dragon, catch multiple dragons, and build an army. But they're just a few teenagers, so can they really do that?
==Chapter One==
Bluebell leaned over the map, pointing at a section of the castle. "See? That's where they keep the eggs."
Rose looked over at the map over her shoulder, "Are we sure we want to go for those mountain dragons? I mean their castle is in the mountains. And that spot where they keep the eggs. It's inside the castle." Rose, more anxious than usual, kept shooting down Blue's plans.
Blue stuck her tongue out at her girlfriend, "Do you have any better ideas?"
Rose shook her head.
Holly paced around behind Bluebell, simultaneously trying to block her out and also hanging on her every word. It was insane what they were doing. Holly drew her large furs tighter around her, trying to hide in them.
Blue looked over her shoulder, "Holly, you good?"
Holly tried to force a grin, but it ended up looking more like a grimace. “Uh...depends on what you classify ‘good’ as.” She laughed nervously, then went back to her frantic pacing, staring determinedly at the ground.
Blue shrugged. "Maggie!" She looked over to the blond, pig-tailed girl. "Do you think we should try to get eggs from the mountain dragons, or go somewhere else?"
"Um, why don't we try the jungle dragons? I think I remember reading in a scroll that they don't really keep track of their eggs," Magnolia replied quietly.
"They are SO far away though," Blue complained. "Look." She pointed to a spot near the edge of the ice dragons' territory, "Here's where we are, and here," she dragged her finger down the map and dragged the word out along with it, "is where the jungle dragons are."
"Oh," Magnolia looked away.
Warren watched in silence before stepping up. "What if we took an ice dragon instead?" they said as they drew a circle around the 'head' of Pyrrhia. "They're not too far away."
"Can we survive up there?" Rose asked. "It's even colder up there than it is down here."
Holly poked her head out of her furs to glance at the map. From what she had seen as they flew overhead, ice dragons looked very spikey and very cold. Two things she did not need more of.
"We've got some furs," Blue pointed out. After all, she and Holly were wearing them right now.
"Fair point, but if we freeze dragons instead of cooking them alive, think of how much more their hides will be worth." Warren commented.
Blue squinted, "What are you talking about?"
"Short explanation: Dragon skin is possibly thicker than the furs we have. If you get what I'm saying here, excellent. Long explanation: figure it out yourself."
Holly tried not to scoff at Warren. Honestly, there was no reason to constantly be so rude.
"OH. You mean we kill one dragon, wear it's skin, and sneak in their kingdom and steal their eggs? Right?" Blue caught on. She hadn't realized that Warren had meant they use the dragon hides to keep warm.
"Wait," Rose's eyes scanned over the scroll she was reading. "Don't they have that ice wall thing that keeps other dragons out? Do you think that'll affect us?"
Warren simply shrugs before turning away, not wanting to speak anymore.
Holly shuffled towards the map and Blue. “Do we really want to try that? Maybe we should go for the safe...er option.”
"What's the safer option?" Blue asked.
Holly paused, looking at the map. There wasn’t a...safe option. That’s for sure. Well the safe option would be not stealing dragon eggs. But she took a breath and pointed at the map. “Well...there might be sand dragon outposts in the desert, which would mean less dragons, and therefore less danger.”
Lavender watched the others discuss it from her ledge high in the dark stone wall. She wrung gets hands nervously, tapping her feet in the ground below her so they echoed around the small cave. This was a terrible idea! Dragons were one thousand million billion percent not go be messed with!
Bluebell has told her NOTHING about a dragon. Or multiple dragons. Or stealing. But there was no backing out now.
“That’s kind of far though.” She piped in, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her face. “Whereas the mountain dragons are right here. I mean, I’m debating whether we really need dragons.., because um... death? And killing? And more death?”
Blue agreed with Holly. The sand dragons were the second closest, and there might be some outposts in the desert. "I'm thinking we go with Holly's plan." She didn't even acknowledge what Lavender had said. They had been planning this for months, Lavender had known this when they ditched their parents and went to go live in a cave.
Lavender let out a long, dramatic sigh, leaning back.
“Thanks for acknowledging every member of the group.” She mumbled, turning back to her wooden carving. She pulled out the small knife she had been using from her shoe, and began to whittle, pretending not to listen or care, but her ears were perked up, ready in case they said something else.
Blue sighed back. "Lavender, we're not going to die. We've got a plan." Kind of. Mostly her plan was sneak in, get an egg, maybe a couple eggs, sneak back out, don't die, make it back to their cave.
Holly smiled gratefully at Blue, at least now they had less of a chance of dying along the way.
Lavender quirked and eyebrow, though she was still angled away from them. “What exactly is this plan?” She asked, genuinely curious. “I’ve seen enough of us dying at a dragon’s claws, at least in my village thing... and I would prefer not to join them! So it would be nice if we had a foolproof plan!”
Blue waved her hand in a dismissive gesture, "Get in, get some eggs, get out." She knew it didn't sound perfect, but that was okay. "When we get there, a few of us will scope it out, and then we'll devise a clearer plan."
Lavender sighed and shook her head. Well at least it’s better than going in blazing. How much better is still to be determined. “How soon will we leave?”
"Haven't decided that yet," Blue replied.
"We'll need to figure out exactly what supplies we'll need first," Rose pointed out.
Warren walked over to the map. "Maybe just one of us has to die if we're going for the ice dragons, which I still recommend doing."
Blue's face scrunched in a look of confusion, "If we have sand dragon eggs, we don't really need ice eggs. Sand dragons have that barb, and they breathe fire."
"True, but you won't make as money if you want to sell the hides and scales of the other dragons that we kill using this thing." Warren replied, not looking up, tracing lines on the map with their finger.
"We aren't---what?" Blue stared at them. "What are you talking about?"
"We aren't killing anyone," Rose clarified.
"Well, we might," Blue mumbled, "But probably not dragons!"
Lavender rubbed her temples, feeling torn. She was angry, she did want to avenge all those deaths in her village, even though a lot of people in their village had never really liked them, but the actual thought of hurting a dragon made her queasy.
“Is anyone else hungry?” She cried suddenly, swinging her legs down and landing on the ground with a muted thump. “Because mmmMm, I’m soooo hungry. I’m going hunting, anyone want to come?”
"Sure, what are we hunting?" Tarcier said and grabbed his machete and knives
Lavender pushed a knife into her tall leather boot. She brushed a strand of hair out of her face. “I was going to get some ferocious lingonberries, but you can hunt what you want."
"Oh yeah, lingonberries. Caught those hundreds of times, know them like the back of my hand," Tarcier smiled, clearly not knowing at all what he was talking about.
Lavenders bit her lip, trying not to burst out laughing. She turned towards the cave exit, giggling just a little. Does he not know what those are? I’ve been eating them for a long time! “Well they are ferocious fighters!” she giggled.
"Ah yes, while you go hunt those ferocious lingonberries, I will be hunting some wild lizards," he left the cave and began heading for the desert.
"So, Holly," Rose turned to the dark haired girl. "Wanna go do something?" She looked back at Blue who was now laying on the table, her feet dangling off, reading a scroll with others stacked around her. "Blue is...busy, and Warren is," Rose looked at him, he was kind of just standing there. "You know."
Warren face palms, "You're not seeing the full picture. Theoretically, ice dragon hides will do a better job of keeping us warm than our furs. We can sell these for money, but if we have a normal dragon, it might damage the hide if we cook it alive. So if we just freeze the ice dragons using an ice dragon that we can appropriate one from them, we won't risk damaging the hide."
Blue put the map down and stilled her feet. "I don't think you understand, Warren." Her voice icy. "First of all, we aren't going any further into the ice dragons' kingdom, therefore not needing warmer clothing. Second of all, even if we were going further, I wouldn't be risking anyone's life just to kill a dragon, which we don't need to do anyway."
Warren lets out a disappointed sigh and turned away. "Fine..." they muttered. "I just think it's better to freeze victims and torture them rather than instantly boil their miserable organs inside out."
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"Slay any ferocious lingonberries, or whatever they were called?"
Lavender nodded and held up a bag of berries, "They put up a fight, but I got 'em."
"Nice. Mind if I have one? Whenever I slayed them they were for someone else, so I've never really tried one before," Tarcier noticed Lavender giggling. "What is it? What's so funny? Is it my amazing one liners?"
Lavender bit her lip, trying not to laugh. She opened the sack and took out a single berry, dropping it into Tarcier's open palm. "Sure. Whatever you need to tell yourself." 
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Holly stood in silence, watching the exchange. The thought of freezing or boiling a dragon alive, or anything for that matter, made her stomach churn.
Rose tapped Holly's shoulder, "Uh, did you hear me?"
Holly whipped her head around to face Rose, her mind blank. “I guess not. What’d you say?”
"Well since it's kinda..." she looked over to Blue and Warren who were, over course, arguing again, "Chaotic in here, so I was wondering if you want to go do something else?"
Holly nodded vigorously, glad she had a polite excuse to leave. “Sure, that sounds great.”
"Okay, let's go."
Holly walked towards an offshoot of the cave, a small-ish room, which was mostly empty, except for the cabinet on the wall, and a broom leaned up against the corner. “So...what do you want to do?”
"I don't know," Rose opened the cabinet. "We're kind of running low on herbs, you know, for medicine, should we go get some more?"
“That sounds good,” She pokes her head out of the doorway and cautiously walked out of the room, hoping Blue and Warren were done arguing by now.
Rose followed behind her. Looking over at her girlfriend, who, at that time, was hitting Warren in the head with a scroll. 
Blue stopped hitting them and sunk down onto the floor next to them, laying on the floor under the table."So, how are you?"
Warren didn't answer for a moment, but then replied with, "Fine."
"That's goooooood," Blue twirled a piece of her hair, holding it to her upper lip like a mustache.
Tarcier ducked his head into the cave, "So when are we going?"
Blue sat up from the floor and looked out the window, "The sun is setting soon, we'll probably make sure we have all the supplies we need tomorrow, and then leave the next day."
Warren stood up, "I'm going back to the old village to steal some weapons."
"You do that," Blue told them. "Be back by sunset, though." The village wasn't too far away, but the people there didn't really like them. That's why they had left.
Warren simply nodded before leaving the cave.
Lavenders stepped back into the cave, smiling and holding up the berries. “I’ve got food!” She called daintily.
Blue watched Tarcier head off to bed, the sun hadn't even set yet, but he had spent the last few hours hunting lizards, so maybe it had tired him out. She stood up to get the food from Lavender, "Whad'ya get?"
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Rose plucked plants from the ground. Herbs weren't her strong suit, so she wasn't one hundred percent sure that they were healing herbs, or even any herbs at all, but she could check the scroll she was attempting to learn healing from when she and Holly got back to the cave.
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