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This is for ArtemistheNightwing's
contest.

The picture is at the bottom.

Here's my story: 
(It's a bit gory. And by a bit I mean a lot....)

    Ibex had strayed too far out of the Mud Kingdom again. Quickly she turned tail, and flew towards the Kingdom. She flew so that she wasn't in open sky, but so that she was closer to the trees in the rainforest, therefore she was pretty well disguised. Ibex turned on her back mid-flight( Yes, she learned how to do this.) she gazed at the sky, which was starting to turn a reddish pink, and the three moons were rising. Occasionally she would check below her to make sure she wouldn't bump into any trees.... OMMPH! "OWOWOW!" Ibex yelped as her head collided with a huge oak tree. She fell out of the sky after she lost balance, and now she was on rough stick covered ground. "Great," Ibex muttered to herself.  She barely remembered any survival skills except the ones her brothers told her," Hunt! Hunt! Hunt!" The were really no help at all. Ibex racked her brain for any information about plants. Eventually Ibex just decided to try and fly again. She lifted up her wings, and they started gushing blood. "Ahhh!" Ibex screamed covering her eyes. She grabbed the nearest plant, and covered the bleeding spots with it. Unfortunately the plant she grabbed was poison ivy, and it started to seep into her wounds and make her itch her scales off.
    The three moons were out now, and Ibex decided to wait till the next day to deal with her wounds. She put her face into the dirt and attempted to sleep. The fact that about a million different critters decided to all make noise at once, did not help Ibex at all. In fact it made her startled. She had never slept anywhere away from her sibs, and she was a bit nervous. Finally she started to close her eyes and drift into sleep, then,"RRRARGH!" A angry voice shouted as it got closer to Ibex then stepped on her tail. She wasn't sure whether to yell at the dragon or to try to blend in with the ground. Since she couldn't really move at the moment, Ibex pretended to be a RainWing.
When the dragon appeared Ibex didn't recognize him to be from any tribe. His scales were different shades of purple, and his pupil's were black and the rest of his eyes were yellow. So far he didn't notice her, but he was about to step on her wing, and that would get them both jumping and hollering around.
"OOZING NEWT BRAINS!" Ibex screamed as the dragon's sharpened talons cut into her wing. The dragon had a maniac look in his eyes and he looked devilish in the moonlight. Ibex should have tried to run while she had the time. The dragon stepped on her wing again on purpose and watched her scream. This time Ibex couldn't handle the pain. She stood up –the dragon's talons still on her wing– and she hollered a million dragon curses as part of her wing flap tore off. Roaring with anger Ibex attempted to bash into the devilish dragon. Instead she saw him laugh maniacally,"I am Mage of the MagicWings! You can never defeat me!" He then thrust out his talons, barely missing Ibex's underbelly. Ibex almost fell backwards, but she managed to swing her thick tail at Mage and unbalance him slightly. Next Mage summoned a bunch of sharp rocks from the ground. The rocks were pointing straight at Ibex, and she knew there was a 89% chance that she would die.
Ibex tried her best to dodge the rocks as they soared around her trying to stab her. Unfortunately two rocks already half impaled her legs, which caused her to fall exposing her underbelly. The rocks fell to the ground, and Mage walked up to Ibex's face and whispered something she barely heard. Then he dragged his claw down her underbelly. Pain danced around Ibex's body taunting her, until it was silenced with a eerie darkness that was death.

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