Overall History

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## Chapter 1 - The Dawn of the Powers BY Wild101Life

Date: 12,000 B.S. (Before Scorching)

A very long time ago, before there were the Shadowwings, Powerwings, Peace groups, or the Author even existed. There was the Wildwings, the oldest of the three Powers. They are known to protect other tribes and have a sacred mark that is in the shape of the white shield that normally on their front right or left leg. This mark is only worn by Hunters and Huntress that valued life and a deep desire to protect it. The ones that bear the mark are known as the Guardians of Life. However, no one knows the whole story about why only two Guardians of Life exist.

It's no surprise that Wildwings are connected to nature, it was once believed that they had similar abilities to control plants and other elements. Wildwings are also known for their odd way of making allies. Wildwings will do an dragonet exchange program. If the parent dies, the dragonet will be placed in a home. However, this home is like an adoption center, but other orphans tribes are there as well. The Wildwing dragonets are "traded" with another tribe dragonet. This way, the tribes can learn and grow from one another. It was even said that some Wildwings choose to stay with their adopted tribe. It is a rumor that Wildwings would even accept criminals and outclaws from other tribes, believing that a year or two of hard work and teachings would turn them into Hunters and Huntress.

This makes sense because Wildwings are believed to live on every continent, but had an island that acts as a home-based for them. It was called the Wild Kingdom but was given the nickname the Kingdom of Peace because the island was seen as a refugee. However, this peaceful-warrior like tribe didn't last long. Magic started popping up in random places and no one knew of the great dangers that would come of it. The magic was called Animus, which meant the soul or mind in Latin. The magic had a way of enchanting objects and rumors of it even living creatures.

At first, the Wildwings didn't care too much. It didn't effect their tribe or threaten the other tribes. So, they continued doing what they do, but something started a fire that would slowly become a firestorm that no one could have predicted. One by one, the Guardians of Life started to die off, and how the mark works is finding a new heir once the old heir has died. However, the cycle wasn't working. The King and Queen of the Wildwings at the time were King Stone and Queen Galaxy, but they weren't Guardians of Life. They didn't have the mark of the shield. The rulers took notice, but it was too late.

Was once thousands upon thousands of Guardians of Life resulted in only ten left. This was concerning because only Wildwings at the time was protecting the other tribes. (Now, Wildwings are not animus, they can't ever be.) So, King Stone knew it couldn't be his tribe because none of the Wildwings have magic. So, he called a meeting with the other tribes, but they deny about killing off their Guardians. These murders kept happening and there were only two Guardians of Life left but was still unclear the reason why the cycle wasn't working. You see, even back then the mark had work on a cycle it always had. Once Queen Galaxy got word that only two exist, she summoned them. Wildwings were strange, they don't care for titles besides, the rulers, warriors, and Guardians of Life, which was mainly the warrior. So, when the Hunters came, the Queen didn't call them brothers because she felt something was wrong. She asked why happen their fellow brothers and sisters, what happened to the Hunters and Huntress, what happens to the Guardians of Life? Queen Galaxy asked those three questions and expected one answered.

The Hunters had no idea but that is what they said. Sensing something was wrong, the Queen grew angier. The Queens of the Wildwings are known as tribes mothers, meaning they can sense where their dragonets are, much like the King can but the mother's ability always been stronger. The Hunters continued with their story about animus dragon was killing off the Guardians of Life. She didn't buy that and the Hunters were fortunate enough that the King wasn't there because he wouldn't have been so kind or patient.

The Queen finally had enough and was about to send the Hunter under arrest because she knew in her gut that those two were involved somehow. Queen Galaxy was about to call the guards when one of the Hunters attack her. She was lucky she was able to stand her ground because Hunters and Huntress are stronger than your average Wildwing. This is due because the mark helps boost their abilities. However, the King got there in time to see the Galaxy battling the Guardians of Life. He didn't understand why and at first he couldn't sense the threatening nature of the two Wildwings. So, Stone stood there shouting. That was a mistake by not fighting with the Queen and just shouted. He became a target.

You see unlike the other tribes Wildwings have co-rulers, the Queen and King are on equal ground, but Kings are usually the prime target. Stone wasn't able to stand his ground as Galaxy could. The Guardians of Life ignore the Queen when the King became known. One jump on his back and pinned him, while the other bite on his throat. It was believed that those two Wildwings had allied themselves with an Mudwing animus. It was thought that the Mudwing had siblings that were killed by a Guardian of Life.

No one knows the reason why the Guardian of Life killed a Mudwing, and no one knows how to attack who first. Galaxy didn't waste any time. She fled when the two Guardians were attacking her husband. It is reasonable to assume that Stone gave Galaxy a sighed through body language to just escape, but there are a few that believe that Galaxy ran to save her own tail. However, this only brought her time to live for a couple more minutes because she ran into that very Mudwing, and by the time she figures out that he was out to kill her. The last two Guardians of Life came up behind and killed her.

But her death came at a cost, unlike the King's because when she took her last breath. It was said she Howled at the moon. So, for a split second, the other Guardian of Life paused and backed away. The Mudwing was livid to see the Wildwing backed down so easily. So, he orders his other Wildwing to kill the one that was seen as weak. The Wildwing that hesitated to kill the Queen was named Defender and he Howled just like the Galaxy did, but this time it was different than hers. The defender didn't move, but Wildwings started to surround Defender, the Mudwing, the other Guardian of Life, and the Queen's body. Something was off about the Wildwings.

The Guardian of Life was yelling and explaining, but his words didn't mean anything. Nor did the Mudwing's magic help in any way because the Wildwings attack without any warning. That Defender stopped Howling, it was said he looked around and saw his brother and the Mudwing dead. When Defender went to look at his brother's body, it was noted that the Mark of the Guardian of Life faded. After that Defender only became King because he was the last Hunter of the tribe. With no Hunters or Huntress the tribe and the other tribes they protect was defendless.

As the years, went by animus started to become more common and accepted. The Wildwings even made allies with animus dragons that was determined to find out what happen. It was useless, no one could explain where the Howl came from and no one knew why the cycle of the mark stopped working. It was a least ten years had past, when an Wildwing name Vixen showed up. Defender was at awe because he found out that Vixen had the mark. The King was so over joy to found out at least two of the Guardians of Life still remain and that the cycle wasn't completely broken. Vixen soon became his Queen. But that is not the end of the tale. About hundred in the future, two other dragons arose because of magic existing. The Shadowwings and Powerwings were the result of animus magic, as well as the Howl.

## Chapter 2 - The Legend of Moonpaw By DragonRider

Date: 11,500 B.S.

The legend of Moonpaw, Goddess of the Moons and Guardian of Spirit Island Now, this is a legend as old as time itself. A long time ago, before when King Tracker and King Strongpaws were born, the wolf-wings lived on Pyrrhia and Pantala, traveling everywhere. By then, they were a small tribe, and they were only just a few hundred wolf-wings. Anyways, the leader of them, King Clarence, was a bad king, who despised the other tribes.

Now at that time, the moons were just rocks floating in space. Solfire, God of the Sun, looked down at the night watching how dragons struggled with work and more, not seeing a single thing. He knew he couldn’t command the sun to float all night, for it’s brightness would keep them up. He thought of doing the impossible, and it happened. A young pup was born, her name was Moonpaw. Her mom was a wolf-wing, and her dad was a Night-wing Shadowwing hybrid. She usually wore a cloak around her wings, and would sprinkle a type of Powder on her mane, so no one knew she was a tribid. One day, she came across an old sky-wing. He was lying on the side of the road looking like he was starving.

She rushed over and gave him some bread and water, along with some meat she was saving for lunch. The skywing took a bite of the bread and drank some water. “Thank you.” He said in a raspy voice. Moonpaw smiled. “What is your name tribid?” The sky-wing asked her. “Moonpaw, and how did you know I was a tribid?” She asked him. “I see everything Moonpaw.” He told her. Moonpaw tilted her head. He took off his cloak and as soon as that happened he looked more young, and his scales where glowing. He floated up in the air without using his wings and then spread them out, revealing symbols of the sun. Moonpaw stumbled back amazed by the brightness. “Who are you?” She asked him. The dragon smiled. “I am Solfire, God of the Sun and Protector of the living.” He said. God of the Sun! This is big. She bowed.

“Rise Moonpaw, I must discuss something with you.” Solfire said. Moonpaw paused. Discuss? What is happening? She stood up and felt like she was rising in the air. She looked down and saw she was floating. She yelped and flipped upside down, her cloak revealing her wings. “You seem like the girl for the job of bringing light to the darkness.” “What?” She asked him becoming upright. “Moonpaw, I am asking you to become Goddess of Night and Guardian of the spirit world.” Solfire admitted. Moonpaw’ s jaw dropped. “Me? You cannot be serious. I am just a tribid, a tribid that has to hide her own wings!” She told him. Solfire frowned and yelled “BEHIND YOU!” And she felt something hit her on the head.

A couple hours later, she woke up, in a cell. Solfire was with her, but he was just a normal young sky-wing. “Solfire?” She asked him and nudged him. He groaned and woke up. “Where are we?” She asked him. “The castle dungeons, I tried to fight them, but they put these cuffs on me, and my powers were taken away.” He sighed. “How? The only way they can do that is if they had an-“ she stopped. “An animus with unbelievable powers.” He finished.

Moonpaw and Solfire fell silent, it stayed like that for a couple minutes before she asked, “How will we get out of here?” Solfire thought a minute and shook his head. “You should’ve disappeared, then you wouldn’t be here.” Moonpaw told him. “I couldn’t, not without you.” Solfire told her. She blushed. A guard came, the breed was German Shepard. “The King requests and audience with you two.” He said. He clamped a cuff around their necks and led them to a big throne room. A big Wolf-wing was sitting on the throne, with a ruby crown on his head. “Here they are your majesty.” The guard said. The King nodded and smiled. The guard bowed and walked next to the king.

Moonpaw and Solfire looked at each other. “BOW.” The guard growled. Moonpaw bowed along with Solfire, which was unfortunate. “Rise Night Goddess and Sun God.” The King chuckled. “But I’m not even-“ Moonpaw started but Solfire nudged her and they rose. The king smiled and walked around them. The king snapped his fingers and in came a sea-wing wolf-wing hybrid. “Begin the transition.” He said. The sea-wing wolf-wing grabbed them and thrust them forward. Then the king grabbed them and the hybrid but a paw on the king. “Before we do this, lemme tell you what I want to do. I want your powers, control night and day, have the power of the gods.” He said. Moonpaw and Solfire looked at each other. “You cannot do that, it’s impossible!” Solfire told him. The king grabbed his snout and held it shut. “I CAN and I WILL.” He growled. “DON’T LAY A PAW ON HIM.” Moonpaw growled. The king growled and said. “We’ll start with the Sun God.”

Moonpaw struggled as he watched Solfire get a collar on him, it was connected to a collar on the king. The animus muttered something, and Solfire’s eyes began to glow. The animus looked at her and snapped the collar off. She looked at him and he said, “Go save the Sun God.” She nodded and watched as a gold thing went through the wire. “I said...” the shadows started surrounding her. “DON’T LAY A PAW ON HIM!” She barked and shadows wrapped around the king and the collar broke in half. Solfire collapsed on the ground.

Moonpaw helped him up and they watched as the shadows let the king go, and he dropped on the ground with a thump. Moonpaw walked to him and pounced on him. “Live or Die.” She growled. “I’d rather die.” The king said. “Wrong answer.” It looked like she was about to punch him, but she really just booped his nose and said. “I booped the snoot.” And she got off him. “Disturb us again and you will get that face of yours messed up real bad.” She growled and walked out with Solfire. “So, what now?” She asked him. “Now, we make darkness to light.” A week later, they flew to the moon, or at this point the floating rock in space, she touched it, and the moon lit up so bright. She did the same with the other two, and she brought light to the darkness. Of course, this whole story is a myth someone made up, or is it?

## Chapter 3 - The "Death" of the Furwings By Asteriod Watermelon

Date: 10,000 B.S.

The FurWings were one of the most advaced tribes in the begining, they had figured out how to create fire without having it naturally. They had talon fulls of scrolls and books, most on the other tribes and creatures. In fact, most of the scrolls on other tribes, from before the scorching, were theirs just modified. They figured out how to survive with the scavengers, instead of die from them. They were a kind tribe, helping the other tribes evolve and adapt and grow. However, one day, the FurWings disappeared. Several individuals serched for them, but they were nowhere to be found.

Many blamed the SoulWings out of hatred, however after the war between the ShadowWings and SoulWings, most forgot about the friendly tribe that had helped them. The two tribes who remembered the FurWings as a legend were the SoulWings and WildWings. Some dragons say that there was once four powers, the ShadowWings, WildWings, PowerWings, and the FurWings. It is said that about three thousand years ago, a FurWing named Snowshoe had shown up at the WildWing palace, looking for help. She had many scars and scratches all over her body. She was taken to the healers, but they couldn't figure out what had caused them.

Snowshoe tried to explain what had happened, but the healers wouldn't listen. "Please," She begged, "we need your help." "You can't go anywhere in this conditon." One of the healers had said. "We need your help." She said again. "You must rest." A second healer said. After three days of trying to get the WildWing's help, she died in her sleep. The healers were bamboozled, asking questions like "did she kill herself?" Or "how did this happen?" And, "Was the help she needed so urgent that she had sacraficed her life for it?" Alas, the WildWings never got their answers, and not until ten years ago, did they figure out that Snowshoe was one of the long lost FurWings that had disappeared many, many years ago.