The Chosen One- Book One (Editing)

Chapter 1- Awakening

Silverfang jolted awake to find herself in a dark, moist cave.

    "Where am I?" she asked aloud.

Her voice echoed across the entire cave. She scrambled onto her claws, slipping on the wet leaves that covered the floor. Silverfang breathed in the mossy scent of the cave. She unfolded her large wings, flexing them before folding them again. Silverfang didn't remember anything except how she was supposed to survive. I should go outside and go hunt for something before it gets dark, she thought. She dropped down into a crouch and crept toward a stream. Small, silver fish slipped between the smooth river rocks, and Silverfang waited paitiently. Suddenly, she caught one of the fish in her claw and flipped it into her mouth. Her forked tongue darted in and out of her jaws, as if it had a mind of its own.

Silverfang was able to uproot a clawful of reeds to use for her den. She also gathered a large piece of wood, which she dragged to her den. The dragon parted her jaws and breathed a stream of fire at the wood. A small fire flickered in front of her, before blooming into an enormous flame. Silverfang curled up in her nest of reeds, quickly falling asleep. At midnight, the clouds in the sky parted to reveal a full moon that shined down on the dragon's scales. A wolf howled in the distance, alerting its pack about the potential prey. Soon, the pack had rushed down the hill, growling near the cave entrance. But a tangle of thick, spiny vines grew over the entrance, and thousands of little purple plants sprouted in the meadow where the wolves rested. The plants wrapped their stems around the wolves' paws, entangling them. It was almost as if the earth tried to protect Silverfang. By dawn, Silverfang's golden eyes were open and alert. All of the vines had disappeared, leaving a gaping entrance. The fire had died out and the wood was charred and burnt. 

Silverfang spent a few more nights in the cave. She decided that she was going to head outside for once and for all. She had packed all of the provisions she needed beforehand. In her leafpack, she had a few sticks, a block of wood, a few chunks of(slightly charred) meat, a handmade compass, thirteen water-coloured rocks, a clawful of strange plants, a heavy clump of moss, thirteen pieces of flint, and a carrot.

Silverfang attached two long vines to the leafpack and made it into a weird-but-usable drawstring bag. She pulled out the flint, a stick, a ball of moss, and the compass. The dragon wrapped the flint in short vines and attached it with another vine to the stick. Now, she had a decent weapon to defend herself with if she faced any kind of danger. Silverfang grabbed the moss and dipped it into the stream so it would fill up with water. She could squeeze the moss to let the water drip out, so she would always have a water source. Tucking the wet clump in the side of her pack, the dragon set off on her journey.

Along the way, the dragon met a small amber serpent-like creature that had webbed frill on the side of its head. It hissed and inflated the frill, which was almost six times its size. Silverfang saw the serpent's dry scales and grabbed her moss sponge. She squeezed the moss with her claws, and a small but steady stream of water dripped into the snake's mouth. The creature's slitted eyes blinked, and it coiled up. It looked up at Silverfang, and suddenly leaped up and wrapped itself around her arm. The dragon chuckled before setting off. Along the way through a thick forest, the snake hissed. Silverfang stopped abruptly, almost crashing into a tree stump. The serpent flew off her arm, inflating the frill. The flap of skin folded until it formed something that looked like wings. The serpent glided on the breeze, before it snapped at something in a tree. The creature glided back to Silverfang, a limp creature that was a cross between a bird and a mammal.

    "No thanks," Silverfang declined the snake's offer.

The creature gave the dragon a look before swallowing the thing whole. Suddenly, the ground collapsed under the two, and Silverfang only had time to give a roar before the ground closed up after them.