Part 1: curious exalibur

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Exalibur details: (picture)
Scales: dark blue
Wings: dark red
Facial details: red stripe, red ears, red muzzle.
Type of dragon: night fury.

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Exalibur's age in this section: almost adault, 21. Exalibur's POV for the whole story.

I was soaring in the air, enjoying the wind in my scales. I dive-bombed into the ocean, pulling up at the last minoute. "WHOOO whoo!" I shot a red plasma blast, and did a summersault. I roared happily. "I did it this time!" I grunted happily. When suddenly i heard a voice. "Exalibur!!" It was my mother calling. I spread my wings to do a quick stop. "Not again..." I whined. And I turned around back home.
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My family lives in a huge cave. I only have my mom, a black night fury, my brother, soarin, and my sister, jewel, a white night fury. My dad died in a battle. You see, I'm the only night fury with facial markings in the world. That's why I'm protected.
"Exalibur, you ran of again without my permission?!" Mom growled, showing her ferocious teeth. "I'm sorry mother.." I dipped my head. "You should be ashamed of yourself!" Mother growled. "Yeah Exalibur! You could be attacked my a mouse!" Soarin laughed. Mother shot a glance at soarin and he dipped his head. I was getting angry now. "Father would of let me go out own whenever I wanted!" I snapped. Mother's eyes were filled with hurt, then anger. "FATHER IS DEAD!" She roared. I fell over in surprise of her sudden outburst. I dipped my head. "I.. I'm Sorry,," I cooed. Mother walked up to me and pressed her head to my cheek. "No, I'm sorry Exalibur. I shouldn't of yelled of you." She softly whined. Soarin and jewel stared wide eyed at me, then turned around to their desperate ways. I turned to look at my mother, and softly growled. I felt forgiveness on a half, and I felt hatred on the other half. I always did. Becouse when I was just a hatchling, she called me a runt and sent me out. He welcomed me back when I was five, I did not remember anything, until soarin told me.

I layed at the mouth of my favorite den. Yes, I snuck out again, I was sobbing. "Evryone hates me, I'm a runt, a failure.." I sobbed. I looked up at the moon and saw a shape. I flew up to get a Better look. It was a night fury! It was crash landing! I dive bombed to the ground, landed, but could not find anything. I sniffed the ground, and picked up a scent. I don't care if I'm going away. I'm not coming back. My journey starts. Here.

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