The White Flag of Surrender

Name: ArmorWings 
Description: Metallic silver, gold, or bronze scales; forked grey tongues; long claws; flared scales on tail 
Abilities: Scales are fireproof, tail can cut through anything 
Location: Mountains 
Queen: Queen Spear 
Diet: Carnivores 
Alliances:  MudWings, SandWings 
Animus: Copper, 1000 years ago
Chapter One
Why couldn’t Whip just have one peaceful day in the library? And why did Aurum have to challenge the queen today of all days? Why not tomorrow? Or, better yet, never? Sure, Aurum was old enough, almost 17. And she was definitely a good fighter. And ten times better than Whip. You would never guess that Aurum was Whip’s older sister. Aurum was graceful, and had the most shining gold scales.  She was never afraid to share her thoughts, or challenge someone’s idea, even if the ArmorWings had been following it for generations. She was filled with great ideas, and was a natural fighter. 
And Whip? She was a small dragon with silver scales that had an odd blue shean to them. She prefer music over battle. Whip barely spoke her thoughts, and when she did, they were ignored, outshined by her sister’s big, shining ideas. And that was fine with Whip. She would gladly give Aurum all the attention. And Aurum took it. She soaked up all the attention and basked in it.  
Whip stayed on the sidelines, and the only thing she really ever wanted was to work in the Royal Library. It was magnificent, with huge bookshelves that almost touched the high ceiling, and comfy chairs littered throughout the room. And finally, after pleading with her mother, who was the sister of Queen Spear, she had gotten permission to become the librarian. And really, all she wanted was to have one calm day shelving books. Was that really so much to ask for?  
Apparently, it was. Aurum hadn’t meant to ruin Whip’s first day. She probably didn’t even know Whip was now working in the library. So, that’s why Whip, was here,in the stadium, where rows after rows of dragons were sitting and staring down at the sandpit where Queen Spear and Aurum were circling each other, tails flicking dangerously. The announcer was a silver dragon named Razor who looked more like a RainWing than an ArmorWing, considering the jewels covering every inch of his scales. He was holding the Roaring Ruby, a large red jewel the shape of a circle that had bean animus-touched by Copper, back when he used his magic for small things as a child. It magically made the sound waves that touched it louder, and was mostly used for competitions and grand announcements.  
Whip always thought dragons looked silly, talking through a stone. But, like all of her thoughts, no one cared if she pointed out that it would make more sense to just raise your voice. Not that Whip noticed how whenever Aurum pointed something like that out, everyone would agree and try to think of something better. NOPE. Whip definitely didn’t notice that at all. But whatever.  
“Dragonets and dragons, “ came the announcer’s voice. “Aurum, niece to the queen, has challenged Queen Spear to the throne! They will fight for glory! For victory! For-” 
“Jumping jellyfish, get on with it!” came a voice from somewhere to the left of the stadium.  
Razor frowned, but relented.  
“TEETH READY! TALONS OUT! FIGHT!”  
Aurum didn’t need to be told twice. She lunged for Queen Spear, tail aimed right for her heart. Queen Spear feinted left, and slashed the edge of Aurum’s wing with her sharp, long claws. Whip screamed, realizing something.  
By the Claws of Copper, she thought frantically. If Aurum loses, she dies. Aurum wouldn’t make a good queen, but she can’t die. Please, please SOMETHING stop this fight. Please, please, PLEASE.  
Suddenly, a small bronze ArmorWing dragonet shouted, “Look!” All heads turned toward the sky, and Whip saw that her wish had been fulfilled. All the scrolls she had read had warned her to be careful what you wish for. Whip never understood it until now. 
Because in the clear blue sky, red and orange spots were coming closer, and she saw flashes of armor and spears. SkyWings. Something to stop the fight had certainly come. The kingdom was under attack.
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