Loyalty of the Dragons

Prolouge

Just as the elder Sand dragon darted from between the rocky spires, thick mountain tops, and the deep valleys, a fire bolt hit his tail, singeing the tip to crisp. The poor dragon collapsed, blood oozing from his wings and tail. His colleague was a young Dragona, about 2 years of age. The young Dragonet collapsed next to him, yelped in pain, and curled his wings around his shivering body. A tall dragon loomed over them, eyes blood red with no soul. "The Queen wants you!" Her booming voice ricocheted of of the rocky cliffs, and echoed all around them. "Deadblood?" The youngest dragon chattered through the wind. "You have no right to be here! The queen said th-" and just like that, the 2 year old Dragonet's neck was slashed. His screams filled the air as he tumbled forward, falling and getting himself thrown over the cliff. "Dea-!!!!!......." Screams soon glowered from the rocky spike pit. One look and you would see blood red scales, and sad dark scales covered in ash or molten lava. A dragons deadly nightmare... The queen of the Sandclaws says that their world originated from Phyyria, a world every dragon on Vrryriah was forbidden from visiting. Legend also says that each dragon on Vrryriah is just a copy. But, what is different, is the intelligence of each dragon. "Quibli! For Phyyria's sakes, you are forbidden to set foot here...." Quibli, the Sandwing, stared right at the odd looking dragon. "Well well, why isn't it Morrowseer's secret daughter! How's your father doing? Enjoying the coals of the earth? I assume so...." The Sandwings smile was  crooked, and he didn't move his creepy grin even when Deadblood tackled him. "You will regret that...Everyone does!" Her loud roar ripped through the land, and next thing Quibli knows, he was knocked out....
// I'm quite proud of this story, actually. Wrote it in honour of the wings of fire series!