Community Collab 1

This is a collab anyone will be able to add to. We haven't started it yet, as we're waiting for more users, but please, by all means, contact us admins if you're interested in joining!

-Moon (Administrator)

**I think we're ready to start! The votes are in- we go with the flow! Just some rules for you!**

1. Sign/ link to your username below what you write.
2. Please do not include any offensive language
3. Follow on, not ignore what another wrote
4. Continue on part one until an admin makes the next section.

Thank you! You may get started.

## Part One

The moon was bright as Lyrisse lifted her talons to the sky.

*Come back, Jet,* Her black and blue scales glinted fiercely in the moonlight, like tiny stars winking in and out of existence, *Come home. To me and your dragonet.*

She glanced down, thinking of her unborn baby. It would never see the world in peace, not torn by the War. She wanted to make it a future, but it seemed bleak and unforgiving.

*Please, Jet. It's been so long, please come home.*

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**One Year Later**

She flared her young wings, staring up at the large dragon in front of her, face marred by scars.

"Hello," he crooned.

She drew back. "Who are you?" She squeaked.

"Oh, Iris..." he murmured, outstretching his talons to graze her face.

She froze. "Who are you?" She repeated, voice an octave higher.

"Iris, my name is Jet. I'm your father."

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Iris looked shocked at the figure who was supposed to be her father.

"Is it true?" asked Iris sternly.

The figure was still frightening even though she knew he was harmless.

*"Jet. My father. No it couldn't be. This is all a trick!"* thought Iris.

"Yes Iris, I am your father." answered Jet.

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"M-mom?" Iris squeaked uncertainly.

Her mother glanced at Jet, eyes a mix of sadness and longing.

"Yes," She murmured softly.

Iris stared at him, lowering her wings again. "Why didn't you come?" She demanded angrily.

"The war." Jet said, and the way he said them made her think she had been through unimaginable suffering.

Although, if there was a war going on, he probably had been.

"What war?" Iris asked, cocking her head.

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Lyrisse hissed, "Don't speak of it here! Iris must not hear of it," she paused, "Jet. You should have... come back."

"I couldn't," Jet murmured, but there was something in his expression...

"It's been a *year!"* A year and a half! How could you have left in the first place?" Lyrisse was filled with bubbling anger. She wanted to fix it, but she didn't know how. She wanted to love Jet, but she couldn't anymore.

"Look what you've done," she murmured sadly.

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Iris shivered. "Please don't fight," she begged.

Lyrisse looked at her, and her gaze softened. She scooped up her dragonet, and Iris snuggled in, although her eyes were on Jet.

She heard Lyrisse gasp and her head jerked up to see her mother.

"Jet." Lyrisse's voice was deadly calm, but anger radiated from her like thunder.

Jet stared at her. "Yes?"

"Jet." She repeated. "Was there another dragon?"

Jet blinked. "What?"

"Was. There. Another. Female. Dragon.?" Lyrisse snarled.

Lynx

((Moon, you read my mind))

Lyrisse's mind was whirling, bubbling, frothing, exploding.

"Jet. Answer me now."

Jet stared at her, and his face softened, "Oh, Lyrisse. Of course not."

Lyrisse's anger simmered still, but seemed to soften. All at once, it blasted out, "Then who is that?" she roared.

A sturdy, black and green dragon was hiding in the shadows. Jet's head snapped up, his face shocked.

"Okay, Lyrisse, you win," he snarled, "There is another dragon."

Yellow

((xD)

"You monster!" She shrieked. "We have a dragonet!"

The dragon in the shadows flinched. "Excuse me, Jet. WHAT? THIS IS *YOUR* DRAGONET?" She roared.

Lyrisse stared at her husband, fury, revulsion, and horror mixing into a mask of loathing on her face.

"Get. Out. Of. My. Life." She snarled.

Jet sneered. "Fine."

He turned to the green dragon, but she was already flying away.

Jet took off after her. When he got close, the green dragon roared angrily, breathing fire at him. He dodged and began flying the other way.

Iris watched, uncomprehending. "Mommy, what happened?" The young one asked quietly.

Lyrisse glanced down at Iris. "My sweet baby..." She murmured, hugging her tight. "That was a lying traitor. He was no one."

Iris nodded. "Okay, I believe you."

Lynx