Lol, What's Art??? #3

Egg Raffel Entry (numero tres!?)

OH WOW LOOKIE THAT

another
Egg raffle
Entry

How surprising
Anyways this ones for Hori ^^
I'm doing theeeee "Floating through space" egg

So. I think the egg might be a Galaxywing, but I'm also thinking it could b a night/galaxy hybrid?? But I'm preeeettty sure it's just a pure galaxywing.

(Using CometRider cause I never use her for anything)
((Also, this story's in Comet's timeline :D))

  The night skies of Pyrrhia glowed with light, with two moons full, and stars brighter than torches hanging on a cave wall. The little balls of fire looked so close, Comet wished she could reach out and pluck one from the sky. Nights like this were the silver Nightwings favourite. She loved nothing more than to fly beneath the stars, wind beneath her wings in the cool night air.
  Tonight was special though. She couldn't place it, but she had a feeling something would happen tonight. She hadn't had a vision, and when she looked into her near future all she could see were the stars, two moons and a great white fire ball.
  So from the night kingdom she soared through the air, her necklace beating against her chest, "soul searching", if that's what you want to call it. Comet looked below her, at the mountain peaks. She noticed she was heading a bit too far south, and turned northward, away from the direction of the rainforest and southern Mud Kingdom. She did not want to be caught trespassing during this war.
  She noticed some lights near the base of the mountains, and wondered if there where Skywing patrols out tonight. Most likely. Queen Peak hated unvoiced guests.
  Comet wondered if she looked like a shooting star, with the glow of the moons making her silvery scales shine. She giggle at the thought.
  Then suddenly she felt a...shift. Not a physical feeling, more like, mentally, like something's going to happen. Comet stopped and hovered, her wings keeping a steady beat while she twirled through the air, trying to find...well she didn't know what, but something was happening. Then, she saw it. A star, larger than the others but not as big as the moons had appeared in the sky, right between the two full moons.
   Squinting, Comet attempted to look closer at this strange star. But she didn't need a closer look a few seconds later. Suddenly the star was much closer, and coming even closer, with white flames licking its sides and a trail of silver smoke being left behind. Comet shrieked and abruptly nose-dived, her wings tucked so close to her sides she thought she would squeeze herself to death. The falling star passed over where she used to be, and as she struggled to rightened herself, she could feel the heat of the flames from the ten wing-lengths down where she was. She had to look down away from the raging fireball, it was to bright to look at.
  Only when she heard a huge noise like thunder did she look back up, and saw a tower of smoke rising from a small placement of trees in-between two cliffs.
  It was only then she realized. The fireball from my future! Or rather, present now.
  She excitedly took off towards the crash site, but then stopped. What if it was dangerous? After all, nothing in history ever reported that a mass of fire had fallen from the sky. She shrugged it off. Whatever it was, it couldnt be stronger than a mind reading, future seeing animus, could it?
  With that, she blast off towards the column of smoke rising from the crevasse.
  When she arrived, she was curious to see that nothing was on fire. Then she found that the fireball had landed in a sizeable pool of water-which was now nothing but a small crater with steam rising from it. The fireball, which was no longer on fire, rested in the centre of the crater, cracks broke the shimmery grey surface of what looked some kind of raw metal ore. It was about as round as a fat pot bellied pig and no bigger.
  Carefully, Comet took a step forward into the dried pond-crater, and leapt back clutching her stinging black talons, which felt like a Skywing had just let out all of its rage on with fire. How was she going to get to the rock? Could she fly? No. even if she got over there, how could she look into the cracks of the rock without burning something. She had to be able to touch the boulder, let alone step on the dirt. Then, she had an idea. She would fight fire with fire! Well, really hot dirt with more dirt.
   "Surround my talons with inflammable materials and heat resistant materials so I may walk to the other side," she whispered, staring at the ground. Her necklace glowed, and continued too as dirt, pebbles and other things swelled up around her toes, all the way up to her elbows. When the spell was complete, it looked like she had stuck her talons in a mud puddle and pulled them out a few days later and left them to dry. She carefully placed her claws in the crater, and felt little heat come through her makeshift dirt gauntlets.
  Comet grinned. Not the most fashionable, but effective. She kept into the  chasm of smoking soil, landing on all fours and keeping her tail above the ground. The crater wasn't that wide, maybe about forty talons steps across in diameter, but halfway out she was already beginning to swelter.
  Several times she almost let her tail fall, feeling tired, but thinking of having a burnt twig for a rear end was enough incentive to keep it in the air.
   Finally she reached the rock, it reached her shoulder in height and it looked like she could lift it if she wanted to. She peaked through the cracks of the boulder and flung away some chipped bits of the rock, trying to see what lay beneath the outer layer. All this time she breathed in hot air, and what smelled like sulphur and her head began to ache and she got dizzy at some points.
   Peering inside, she kept blinking to make sure her eyes wouldn't dehydrated in this heat. But when she saw what was in the boulder she had to stop blinking for a moment, and rub her eyes.
  An....egg? Were these hot fumes getting to her head?
  She began to break away more of the rock, making her sweat more and feel more uncomfortable. The night slowly began to wither away, and by the time she had chipped away the top half of the sky-rock it was nearly morning, and Comet felt incredibly hot and tired.
  But her weary eyes were not mistaken. An egg did lay in the boulder. How it had not melted to goop in this heat Comet did not know. But she did know she had to get it out of here before it did. So, she picked up what was left of the boulder, straining in the heat, and began flapping her wings. The stress on her muscles pained her so much she felt she would drop the egg and it's sky-rock nest. But luckily, she made it a few yards away from the crash site and says down beside the boulder, glad to breath cool air again and not space-sulphur.
  She whispered mumbled words and the dirt boots fell away from her feet, sinking back into the soil, letting her talons feel the cool early morning air. Back to the egg, her weary mind willed. She reached forward and picked it up, and found it was cool. She was so surprised she almost dropped it onto the still-hot-half-of-a-boulder. But it wasn't just that that startled her. It was the mind in the egg that made her jump. It felt almost.... alien.
   She wondered, by all the stars in the sky, why an egg was in one of them, and had fallen to Pyrrhia. It mad literally, NO. SENSE.
  Comet shook her head. She couldn't think straight. All she wanted was sleep. She might as well bring the egg with her. Even if it was a dragon, which, seemed ridiculous, she would still raise it. Who knows. It could be a cool pet.
   With the egg in her talons, she leapt into the air and soared west, the rising sun casting its golden rays and warmth across Pyrrhia. Ugh. Warmth. The last thing Comet wanted. Maybe after a well deserved nap, she would go live on a glacier for a few days.

1 thousand 4 hundred and 57 words. Good. Lord. I am tired.

IMMA SLEEP NAO GNIGHT