Winglets: Thieves and Traitors

== Prologue ==
Panicked slightly by the ominous shudder running through the shells of the eggs, Barb hurried her pace, whisking through dark alleys until she reached a house with a candle flickering in the window.
Relief flooded her eyes as she rapped on the wood of the door, left an egg on the doorstep and fled, leaving behind one of her dragonets. The other egg rocked slightly in its leather pouched and she clenched her jaw, flinging open her wings and leaping into the darkened sky. Wingbeats fast and desperate, the desert was blurred beneath her as she sped through the air. The breeze turned warmer than a blazing heat washed over her scales. The dunes beneath radiated warmth up into the sky. The egg rocked in the pouch and Barb clutched it closer to her chest. A massive, shadow loomed out of the dark desert and Barb looked up at former Princess Burn’s stronghold. She darted inside, crouching within the entrance before sprinting to a door, opening it, and slamming it shut as the sandstorm howled outside. She coiled herself on the floor, practically shaking with relief as she pulled the egg from the pouch, where starbursts of cracks had appeared in it already. The egg shattered and a small dragonet blinked up at Barb. The dragonet had wide blue eyes, and white scales, with glowing markings on her body. A harmless little barb ended her tail and webbing extended down the dragonet’s back. Barb relaxed as the dragonet staggered upright. The SandWing scooped up the little dragon and held her close.
”Hello Tern.” She whispered, as the dragonet coiled closer into her warmth. “You are going to become the most fearsome dragon ever.” Barb held the dragonet at a length and looked at her. “The most fearsome.” She repeated.
== Chapter One ==
Sandpiper whisked around a corner, the baker he’d just stolen from in hot pursuit. A smirk on his face, he used the close houses on either side of him to vault onto the roof of one, looking down on the baker who was too large to get into the alley. The baker flung open his wings and flew up to where Sandpiper was perched. Sandpiper gave him a quick grin and flung himself into the river, swimming down towards the ocean. He could breathe underwater, while the baker unfortunately couldn’t. Sandpiper pulled the bread loaf from his waterproof pouch and met his apprentice in the beach.
“That was a close call, you almost got caught.” Mushroom fixed his mentor with a stern look but Sandpiper waved it off.
”Don’t mind it, Shroom, the business is full of close calls.” Sandpiper replied, grinning.
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