Prologue

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In Pyrrhia, a mass of dragons filled the skies. These dragons varied mainly between two types: multicolored ones with four wings and dragons with shades of green and leaf-shaped wings. However, one dragon was different from them all, she had glasses and gold scales with black stripes along her neck and spine.

It was a moment of beauty almost, the merging of two continents to face something big probably, why else would they collaborate? Dragons were creatures of extreme selfishness, they only cared about themselves. Some selfless dragons cared about others, yet others usually helped if it benefited them. Of course, this was only Astraea's point of view. Astraea was an average height(maybe a bit shorter) Nightwing at the age of 6. She had a silver teardrop scale under her eye, signaling her mind-reading abilities. Her wings were in the Leafwing shape yet black with stars, showing her Leafwing side. Yet, something that confused her was that her Featherwing side didn't show at all.

"WHAT THE FU-"

On the other side of Astraea was her best friend, Duck. The two met when they were 3, instantly clicked, and have been hanging out ever since.

"Wait, are those oversized bats?" Astraea joked.

From a distance, Astraea's mind-reading picked up a new thought.

What the hell are those two doing?

Astraea immediately recognized her as Tsunami, the Seawing dragonet of destiny that helped choose between the three queens in the War of Sandwing Succession. If only her brain worked like that during the history test(so fr T^T). Just as her brain attempted to make a plan to escape the situation, the dragons landed, causing Tsunami to get distracted, not noticing the whole time Riptide ogled at her. From reading their minds, Astraea learned they were from a continent called 'Pantala,' yet were still related to the Pyrrhia dragons.

"Assy, who do you think they are?" Duck asked.

"Ducky, I know they are dragons from a different continent from when Clearsight ran off and screwed around with a few dragons," Astraea answered.

"Oh, damn," Duck answered.

Astraea called her Ducky as it was a childhood nickname that they had set a few years ago. They were best friends even if it wasn't approved by some. Duck was a purebred Featherwing, which is a different type of tribe that has escaped underground. This tribe doesn't have scales, but instead, fur. Their wings resemble those of a bird and a peacock-like tail. Some may have extra feathers along their heads or legs and are multicolored with bird colors. Duck in the situation was pink. Anyways, purebreds are dragons of the blood of only one tribe. Purebreds were treasured in the Below for their rarity, beauty, and holding traditional value. It's like an honor situation. Since Astraea wasn't a purebred, it wasn't approved, but who gave a shit.

As the dragons met and conversed, it seemed like a moment of peace after long periods of discontent. Dragons are finally helping one another! It was a moment of unity with the Pantala dragons and Pyrrhia dragons, the dragonets were playing! It was also a moment of friendship between Duck and Astraea. Suddenly, Earthworm, aka the leader of the Below, spawned out of nowhere and stated: "HEY, WE EXIST TOO!"

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