Huntsmen story(WOF)

## Plot

Taking place about 120 years after the main series dragons are moving forward in technology but as they do more monsters and creatures come out of the woodwork with their minds set on destroying the dragon society.

To combat these monsters a group of dragons known as the Huntsmen was established to hunt and figure out the root of all the monsters, Our story follows a new group of Huntsmen undergoing training.

Clydesdale, Locust, and Vanit are pretty much the leftovers that got slapped onto the team while Trinket and Elegance were picked.

##### Extra

* SilkWings are their own tribe but a lot still live in the Hives
* I'll add more later

### Main Characters

* Clydesdale
* Elegance
* Locust
* Trinket
* Vanir

Tribe: MudWing.

Gender: Male.

Powers: Normal MudWing Abilities + Fireproof.

Appearance: A MudWing with brown scales and a pale cream underbelly with dark brown ridges and the palms of his front talons being dark brown, he has light blue eyes with a bite scars all over his tail that make it look less like a tail and more like a chew toy.

Personality: Clydesdale looks very stoic and often seems intimidating but he's actually very soft and is very brotherly and acts very much like a protective older brother to his friends and sometimes that gets him into fights.

Tribe: SilkWing.

Gender: Female.

Powers: Normal SilkWing Abilities.

Appearance: A SilkWing with light pink scales with a lilac underbelly and scales cover her face like a mask with darker purple scales detailing the scales on her wings and legs with reddish-pink eyes. She has a mostly lean muscle and she wears a simple pair of golden earings.

Personality: Elegance is friendly for the most part but she tends to get angry quite easily. Elegance can perceive almost anything as a slight against her and holds grudges for years over the most petty reason.

Tribe: HiveWing.

Gender: Male.

Powers: Normal HiveWing Abilities + Boiling acid from stinger.

Appearance: A HiveWing who has mostly black scales with his snout, legs, and tail fading to orange, Locust has orange freckles on his snout and dark yellow eyes. Grasshopper is a rather thin and willowy looking HiveWing who also wears a satchel around his neck.

Personality: Locust is a quiet and reserved dragon but that's not because he's shy its because he thinks he's better than you, he often has trouble connecting to others and is quite the hoarder specifically of scrolls and books.

Tribe: SandWing.

Gender: Male.

Powers: Normal SandWing Abilities + 2xs strong venom.

Appearance: A SandWing with pale sand colors scales with a pale yellow underbelly with the ridge down his back the same color, and golden highlights on the scales down his back and on his front talons. Trinket is a medium-sized dragon with a large scar across his right eye, thus blinding him.

Personality: Trinket is a gruff dragon and is brutally honest to the point he disregards other dragons' feelings, he doesn't care over the fact people tend to call him simple and is rather tough to break.

Gender: Female.

Tribe: IceWing.

Powers: Normal IceWing Abilities.

Appearance: A IceWing with almost pure white with her limbs(legs and tail) fading to a light icy blue, she has light blue freckles on her snout, and wears a silver bracelet. Vanir has rather gaunt and sunken cheeks and is slightly smaller than other IceWings, her claws are often sharper as she files them.

Personality: Vanir is a very charismatic dragon who enjoys talking to others, She also has quite the mean streak and constantly manipulates others and purposely tries to make others mad to get them into trouble.
### Side Characters

* Teachers
* Group 1
* Group 2
* Group 3
* Group 4
* Others
* Cannon/Eventual Ships

Headmaster: Couger|Female|IceWing

Beast Studies: Rosey|Female|SilkWing

Fighting/Weapons: Heat-Wave|Female|SandWing

Flying: Hermes|Male|SkyWing

History: MindMelder|Male|NightWing

Math: Thrash|Male|MudWing

Medicine/Poisons(nurse): Boysenberry|Male|LeafWing

Stealth: Viperfish|Female|SeaWing

Survival: Gecko|Female|RainWing

Writing/Reading: Sting|Male|HiveWing

Former groups:

Cougar, Thrash, Viperfish, Boysenberry, & Hermes

Sting, Rosey, MindMelder, Heat-Wave, & Gecko

Leader: Termite|Female|HiveWing

Other Members:

Viceroy|Male|NightWing

Lilypad|Female|SeaWing/MudWing

Bihai|Male|RainWing

Snakeroot|Female|LeafWing

Leader: Roc|Male|SkyWing

Other Members:

Sawfly|Male|HiveWing

Dart-frog|Female|RainWing

Oceanid|Female|SeaWing

Duskywing|Female|SilkWing/NightWing

Leader: Roadrunner|Female|SandWing

Other Members:

Fjord|Male|IceWing

Cloverworm|Male|SilkWing

Marmoset|Female|RainWing

GlorySeeker|Male|NightWing

Leader: Mistletoe|Male|LeafWing/IceWing

Other Member:

Yarrow|Female|MudWing

Kelp|Male|SeaWing

Justice|Female|NightWing

Andesine|Male|SkyWing

Locust's Brothers|Tick(more below), Mosquito, Flea, Woodlouse & Mite(listed oldest to youngest)

* Woodlouse, Mite, and Locust are the same age
* Tick and Mosquito are the same age

Tick|Male|Locust oldest brother and Rosey's mate

Locust's Sisters|Recluse, Tarantula, & Velvet(Oldest to youngest)

* Recluse & Tarantula are the same age as Tick & Mosquito
* Velvet is the same age as Flea

Vanir's Brother|Aesir

Elegance's Brother|Dignity

Elegance x Vanir.

Heat-wave x Mindmelder
## Chapters

### Chapter 1: Beginnings

#### Part 1: Decisions

Cougar sighed as she sat at her desk, this year’s possible admissions weren’t special in any way which has made the decisions harder than normal. A sudden knock at the door to her office pulled her attention away from the papers, “Come in,” Cougar responded and the door opened slowly and in walked her friend Viperfish.

“I brought you some dinner,” the SeaWing said with her singsong voice, she was carrying a tray of food.

“Did Thrash or Boysenberry cook?” she asked, grinning slightly.

“Thrash did this time,” Viperfish said, putting the tray down on her desk, the scent of a hearty beef stew filled her nose.

“Thank the moons,” Cougar mumbled, which earned her a chuckle from Viperfish, “Boysen always make things too sweet.”

“I personally like his cooking!”

“Of course you do, your practically a waste bin!” Cougar responded. Viperfish laughed which made her laugh, Viperfish always has had an infectious laugh.

“Anyway,” Viperfish sighed, calming down and walking to be behind her, “So how goes the bureaucracy of running the school?”

“It’s like I’m drowning in quicksand,” She groaned and she heard a snicker from the SeaWing.

“Oh how far our great leader has fallen,” Viperfish replied as she placed her talons Cougar’s on the shoulders.

“Hey,” Cougar snapped, “You would say that too if you were in my position.”

“So what is causing trouble for the great Cougar?”

“I can’t choose these last 3 students.” She sighed.

“Why?”

“None of the last few options stick out.”

“Then which do you think will make the best team?”

“None, info on the profile doesn’t make it sound like they’ll particularly mesh well together.”

“Well just pick 3 and hope that it works out,” Viperfish replied patting her on the shoulders, “Any way you gotta eat before it gets too cold,” Viperfish walked back out the door closing it gently behind her.

Cougar took a deep breath and looked at the tray of food on her desk, first she’ll eat, then she’ll decide.

#### Part 4: Father-dearest

Locust puffed his chest out as he held the sheet of paper in front of his brothers, "I got the highest score any of us have ever gotten, even our sisters" he said arrogantly.

"Yah, yah," his older brother Flea muttered taking a bite out of the meal in front of him.

"You're still not gonna get noticed by Father," His brother Woodlouse yawned leaning forward with his elbow on the table as he sat across from Locust next to their oldest brother Mosquito. "You'd have to get married to a rich dragoness like Tick did," he was quiet for a second before a grin spread across his face, "Oh wait, yo-" Woodlouse was suddenly elbowed by Mosquito, "OW!"

"Shut it," Mosquito chide, Woodlouse muttered something under his breath. Locust was looking at Woodlouse like he was going to kill him but before he could do anything the door at the end of the dining room opened and in walked their sisters, Recluse, Tarantula, and Velvet.

"Morning," Velvet greeted as the 3 sat down at the table, they all looked exhausted but Locust didn't find himself pitying them.

"You all look like you've just risen from the grave," Woodlouse remarked.

"Feels like it to," Velvet muttered and the other two grumbled in agreement. The door began to open again as their step-mother strode in, Mosquito pulled Woodlouse's elbow out from under him which almost made him faceplant into the bowl of porridge he was eating, which caused the rest of them to snicker.

"What are the seven of you laughing about," their step-mother asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, ma'am," they all said in almost unison, Locust saying it through gritted teeth.

"If you say so," She sighed, "Anyway aren't there supposed to be 2 more of you?"

"Tick doesn't live with us anymore and Mite is to sickly to come downstairs," Mosquito said, his voice monotone like he had done this hundreds of times before.

"Oh, yes I remember now," She uttered as she sat at the head of the table, the bracelets she wore jingling, Locust coughed slightly and step-mother looked over at him, "Is there something you need...," her sentence trailed off as she squinted at him.

"Locust," He said under his breath *It's not that hard you ignorant fool* he thought, "Anyways ma'am, do you know when Father is getting home?"

"I believe tonight," she said not even looking at him.

"Oh, okay," He replied looking back down at his plate and the paper between his claws, the breakfast was quiet after their step-mother came into the room. Their step-mother was mostly gazing off into space, he sometimes wondered what a fool like her was thinking. Locust stood up, "well this was a wonderful breakfast, but I'm going out into the market."

"Alright," their step-mother said and she and his siblings watched him march proudly out of the room. He went into the market and though he considered him of higher status he found he liked shopping for books at second-hand shops, those shops always held some oddities and even rare books for cheap. He found a book that seemed interesting, it was a rather large book that despite its yellow pages that looked like they had been flipped through hundreds of times was completely empty.

He brought the book back to his room and flipped through the pages over and over half expecting something to change when suddenly he heard a knock at his door. "Who is it?" he asked as he walked over to the door.

"It's Silverfish," a voice said.

"What do you need," Locust said as he opened the door to see the servent.

"Your father would like to see you," the other HiveWing responded. *father wants to see me!* he thought me! *not any of my other siblings!*

"Thank you for notifying me," he said and Silverfish nodded and strode away, Locust walked down the halls towards his father's study. When he got to the door he took a deep breath and knocked.

"Come in," his father called and Locust pushed open the door, the study was immaculate and his father was sitting at his desk.

"You asked to see me?" Locust asked.

"Yes," His father replied, "After much thought, I have decided that you are going to go live with your uncle."

"What?" Locust muttered, "by uncle you mean..."

"I mean your mother's brother, Sting," His father grimaced.

"Why do you want me to go live with that heathen!?"

"I know you have reservations about him, as do I, but there's no need for name-calling," His father scolded, "but anyway I'm sending you to live with Sting so you can take up your mother's family business."

"Family business?" Locus gawked, "I've never heard anything about this."

"It's a rather sensitive line of work," His father sighed as he adjusted his glasses, "From what your uncle has told me you'll be attending some kind of school."

"Your talking as if I don' have a choice in the matter," Locust coughed.

"You don't," his father said curtly, straightening papers that laid on his desk.

"But fath-"

"My mind has been made up," his father scolded, before letting out a long-winded sigh, "Go pack your bags, you're leaving as soon as possible."

#### Part 5: Bargin

Trinket raced through the scorpion's den, he swerved through the alleyways between the clay and stone buildings as he heard the sound of multiple wingbeats above him, “THERE HE IS,” someone shouted.

He suddenly turned a corner and came to a screeching halt as 3 dragons stood in front of him, he turned to run back away when 2 more dragons came down the alley. Trinket opened his wings to take off but, “Pin him down,” one dragon said and he was suddenly pinned to the ground,

“Who knew an urchin like this could give the Boss quite the run-around,” one SandWing said kicking dirt in his face, Trinket tried to lift his barb but it had already been restrained.

“That’s not gonna work this time,” one said.

“Torrid’s still recovering,” another scoffed.

“Send him my regards,” Trinket spat, struggling in the hold of the other dragons, which seemed to scare them slightly and he smirked.

“Tie him up,” one commanded, beginning to walk away, “And this time, knock him out first,” and with that last remark, he felt a balled-up talon connect with his temple.

When he awoke his vision was hazy as he heard voices talking, when he shook his head he realized he was cramped into an iron cage, his hindlegs chained with his mouth muzzled and tail restrained.

In front of him, he saw the familiar office of The Boss, the gaudy decorating made him almost want to vomit, practically everything was accented with gold and bejeweled except for the cages along the sidewalls that held rare and endangered animals.

“Well, you see he’s incredibly valuable,” the Boss said, making a clicking sound with their tongue.

“Hmmm,” muttered an unfamiliar voice, “Well, then we’ll pay double our original offer,” the Boss rolled their eyes.

The Boss was sitting at their desk draped with fine silks and covered in jewelry and sitting across from them was a female SandWing but she didn’t seem to be the one talking and then he noticed a grey tail poking out from behind the SandWing.

“You see, despite being young his venom is much stronger than other SandWings so even if I wanted to money that wouldn’t be enough,”

The two dragons went back and forth for a bit before he noticed the other SandWing looking at him, she was wearing a pair of golden upside-down triangle earrings, she was also heavily scarred with burns and claw marks. The SandWing shouldered the other dragon with her.

“What is it Heat-Wave?” The SandWing pointed at him and out from behind her the head of a rather small light grey male NightWing with a silver circlet on his head appeared.

“Seems the topic of our discussion has awoken,” the Boss sneered.

“How about we pay double as well as any debt he owes back to you,” the NightWing said turning, and when the Boss seemed displeased with that offer he added on, “and we’ll wipe away all traces of your criminal record.”

That last statement seemed to perk the Boss’ attention, “Now that’s something, but how do I know you’ll make good on that promise?”

“You’ll just have to see,” the NightWing gulped.

“While I enjoy a good gamble this isn’t something I’m willing to take a chance on,” The Boss said and the SandWing leaned over to the NightWing and seemed to say whisper something into his ear.

“Yes, you’re quite right,” the NightWing sighed looking at the SandWing before turning back to the Boss, “I have to nicely ask you to accept our offer.”

“Resorting to threats, huh?” the Boss said obviously not taking them seriously. The NightWing shook his head and stood up.

“I wished this hadn’t gone this direction,” The NightWing said turning away from the Boss and other SandWing towards his cage, he was small but he blocked the cage with his body, “Heat-Wave, I assume you have this under control,” he said with a coldness that hadn’t been present before that caused a shiver down Trinket's spine, the SandWing let out a grunt of affirmation.

There was the sound of something large being thrown away and a yelp, “What in the moons are you!” the Boss exclaimed, “Gua-” the Boss was cut off as they let out a choking sound, the NightWing looked back and for a second Trinket could see the Boss being held in the air by their throat and there was a choked scream followed by a thud.

The NightWing stepped away from the cage, “grab the keys,” the NightWing sighed out as Trinket saw the SandWing wiping blood off her snout with a too-long tongue as she handed the keys to the NightWing who unlocked his cage and unmuzzled him.

“Who are you?!” he said as soon as he could, trying to make his voice as threatening as possible.

“Your friends,” the NightWing smiled.

#### Part 6: Selfish

Vanir listened to the conversation her parents were having with the strange female IceWing who had come to talk to them, her younger brother stood next to her glancing between her and the dragon in their living room.

“Your dragonet will be given the utmost education and any uh… personality issues will be dealt with.”

*personality issues?* She thought and she grinned down at her brother, if this was what she thought it was she was going to be sibling free for years.

“Yes’ we’ve noticed the problems with our daughter’s behavior,” her mother said to the IceWing. *Daughter!? They..they can’t be talking about me! I’m perfect!* She thought. Vanir heard an audible sigh of relief from her brother which earned him a stare, he promptly shut up.

“Will she need to pack anything? If she goes, of course,” her father asked.

“She can pack anything sentimental but everything else will be provided for her.” the dragon said.

“Will she be allowed contact with us?” her mother questioned.

“Once a month she will be allowed to send a letter if she wishes,” the dragon replied and she saw her father look towards her mother who had a talon on her chin and was nodding slightly.

“Could you give us a few minutes to discuss this?” her mother said.

“Of course,” the dragon smiled almost as if she already knew the answer.

“Feel free to wait here,” her father said as her parents walked towards another part of their house, she turned to her brother.

“Go listen in on mom and dad,” she commanded, her brother gulped and nodded. she watched her brother skittered away towards the study where their parents where going and when she looked back up to find that the living room was empty and the IceWing had disappeared, *Where did they go?* She thought, Vanir jumped as suddenly a talon tapped her on the shoulder.

“I would like to talk to you,” the IceWing said as she spun around, The IceWing was a pale shimmering blue and had an air of authority to her that made Vanir scrunch her nose and want to shrink to be as small as possible.

“A-a-about what,” she demanded, faltering a bit at the beginning.

“About the school you're going to be attending.”

“You don’t know that my parents will agree!” she argued.

The dragon laughed, “They will, they see you as quite the problem child,” Vanir stammered in confusion.

"No they don't!, if anything Aesir is the problem child!" She stammered, "He's a wimp and a disappointment to our family!

"And your an aggressive older sister whos selfish, defiant, and has manipulated your brother into doing your bidding," The IceWing said lowing her head down to look Vanir straight in the eyes, "And trust me, while the school you'll be attending isn't quite as I described it to your parents but you will be learning a few lessons in humility." Vanir felt herself take a step back out of impulse and gulped, she saw a devilish grin spread across the dragon's face, "Oh, have is scared you," she laughed.

"N-nn-no," she stuttered which just made the older dragon laugh.

"If your scared of me getting in your face your going to have a hard time at my school."

"Your school?"

"Oh, yes I forgot to mention, I'm the headmistress of the little school you'll be attending," she sneered, "And trust me you'll experience no love from me," the sound of the study door opening made her turn her head and when she looked back the dragon had walked back into the living room sitting in her original spot like nothing happened.

“We have made out decision,” her mother sighed, “and we’ve decided that sending her to the school you speak of would be best for her both in education and behavior.”

“Wonderful, we'll be leaving as soon as she's ready,” the dragon grinned and Vanir felt a shiver run down her spine as they did.

"Vanir? are you okay?" her brother whispered looking at her funny.

"This is all your fault," she hissed in back at him.

### Chapter 2: The First Day

Pov: Vanir

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