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For WhiteTheDragoness's contest.

I going for egg #3

Poem:
Three French Hens
Born into an uncivilized state
Well kept and raised
Feathers kept clean and well adorned
The loss of sound they mourn

Tribe: uhm.... I don't have much knowledge of fluffies so... Air? Or identity? (Basically the only ones I know besides cave, fire, and sea)

How does it connect with the verse: It mentions "feathers kept clean" which sounds sorta birdlike...

I think that some of the traits will be that they have a lot of self respect or they are very neat.. Possibly they are deaf, or are scared of silence.. Maybe they are talkative? Or have dark thoughts when they aren't distracted with noise..
The born in an uncivilized state makes me think they were of low rank(peasant?) and they became a high rank or respected.

Story:

Kindred walked around the cold, frozen ground. He tapped his claws in the ground, hearing a small crack go through the ice. He ran across the ice into a small cave waiting. Heheh they'll never find me! Kindred thought. He sat on the frozen ground for a little while, but he realized, maybe the actually wouldn't find him.. The bright red dragonet jumped out of his hiding spot and scrambled down the icy mountain that he hid in.
    Kindred flapped his wings careful not to snag them on any icicles. The wind was picking him up, a little to fast for his comfort. He had only learned to fly two days ago anyway, he flapped harder through the cold.
    Kindred swerved around a tree, and went under an arch of rocks. "Rocks? Wh-why would there be..." He trailed off. A large group of plants was getting closer to him, so Kindred flew upwards, not seeing the giant branch above his head. "OoMph!" He screeched as he hit his head in the branch, and fell into the snow. AGGH NO THE SNOW IS ALL OVER ME!! Bleeghh! My scales are so cold and slippery now, Kindred thought. He clawed at the snow trying to lift himself out, but the snow was higher than his head, and he started to sink into it.
    As he sunk into the snow he felt something touch his scales. It felt smooth, and round? Kindred dug through the snow and eventually pulled out a white and purple striped egg. The egg looked strange, not a dragon egg. What is this! Kindred thought, staring at the egg. He wasn't sure, but he knew that it must be cold. Kindred wrapped the egg in his arms and lied the snow with it.
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   Kindred woke up shivering, how long has he been asleep. He was completely covered in snow except a small hole above his nose. He held back a scream and pushed the snow out of his face. Kindred reached upwards looking for a stick or something to pull him up with. A few seconds later his claws grabbed onto something that seemed strong enough. He tried to pull himself out, but the thing seemed to be pulling him out.
    When he was fully out of the snow, he saw a mostly pink dragon grasping his hand firmly. The dragon was twice his size and it had horns that looked like a tree branch. "He-hello? I'm Kindred, who—"Kindred started, but was infuriated by the other dragon. 
   "Shush, if you talk any louder we'll both be covered in an avalanche. My name is Cherryfall by the way. Don't calm me that though," The dragon said.
"Well, then what do I call—" Kindred asked, but Cherryfall shut his mouth.
Cherryfall flew upwards and gestures for Kindred to follow, but his wings were too cold to fly, and he didn't think it was safe to fly with the egg.
"WAIT YOU HAVE AN EGG?" Cherryfall screamed. He snapped is mouth shut gaping at Kindred. Kindred shrugged, and then he shook. He fell over shivering and a rumble went through the ground. At the top of the mountain a sheet of snow began to fall.
Cherryfall slapped himself in the face and grabbed the shivering Kindred. He slung Kindred over his back and grabbed the egg.
     Cherryfall flew into the sky making sure that no one would fall off, the egg was safe and.. Kindred was softly hugging onto him while snoring as loud as the mountain was tumbling. Cherryfall  flew as fast as he could with the extra weight, and barely made it into the clouds before the snow covered him.

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Without snow:

Cherryfall is the pink and yellow one (Designed by: darkfirespower )

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Cherryfall is the pink and yellow one
(Designed by: darkfirespower )

Kindered is the red and green one
(Designed by: ArielKat )

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