Reading Between the Lines:Kopak's Journey

== NOTES AND DISCLAIMERS! ==
This story is truly just part of my anxiety-filled-bad-decision-writing-extravaganza. Don't expect the updates to be consistent in length, time between each, or quality. I'm just writing for the heck of it. Enjoy :,D
== Prologue - Rediscovered ==
“Come on everyone, one wingbeat after another! We can’t waste any time!” The faded green and yellow RainWing shouted back to the cascade of RainWings and NightWings flapping behind him. They all flew high above the ocean. Looking. Listening. Waiting. The faded RainWing had come back a long time ago, presumably dead when the largest typhoon in recorded history blew over Phyrria. He told the tales of what happened when the typhoon hit, the dragons he met, and the things he did. 
“We have to find the island, it’s out there somewhere, I just know it!” the faded RainWing said, a glint of perseverance in his eyes. Groans of disbelief racked up from the crowd of following dragons. This was a common reaction from a lot of different dragons. As much as they denied the island’s existence, they had a living, breathing dragon as proof. 
“Come on Kopak! We know you were on an island but this is taking forever! Not all of us can fly across the sea in a day.” A RainWing named Cacao piped up, looking at his old friend. Cacao and Kopak had known each other since childhood, just as silly acquaintances. They were both much wiser after Kopak returned to the Rainforest from his wild typhoon escapade.
“I know the Island’s here, we already flew out this far, we have to find it again!” Kopak grunted, gliding forward.
“Dude, I understand how important it is to you, but some of us just don’t know how far we can fly. You know I can’t swim!”
“It’s there and I know it.”
“I believe you, but we should head back to land, it’s getting late.” The voice of Twinkleglide, a beautiful NightWing RainWing hybrid popped into the conversation.
Many other discontented dragons added their opinions, some harsher than others. In an instant, they all went silent. Awestruck, every dragon turned forward to the missing piece of the never-ending sea.
“There she is, the Isle of Grottos, or as we called it Disappointment Island.” Kopak laughed, recalling his old memories of when he first ”landed” on the island. Like a flock of birds, all of the dragons dove down to the sandy, sunbaked surface of the island. They kicked up a storm of dust and sand as they landed. Kopak coughed a few times, waving the gritty substance out of his old eyes.
“What’s that over there!” a dragonet yelped, pointing to the open mouth of a large, rocky cave. And inside that cave was the silhouette of a single dragon. Then two, then three, then twenty.
They slowly moved into the light. RainWings and NightWings alike stared in awe and shock. They silently marveled at their strange scales and colorful protrusion. They whispered among themselves about the new dragons. Except Kopak. He stood there still, looking out on the mystery dragons as if they were old friends. An old, crumbling, frail dragon stepped forth, her aged voice rumbling like a boulder hitting the ground.
“Welcome back, Kopak”
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