Iced Galaxy Artbook #1

DragonWriterX Egg Raffle Entry

I entered DragonWriterX Egg Raffle on her art book (check it out!) and this is my entry for egg number 3

Egg #3
With fire in claws and tails
Using makes others wail
Be careful with power
Rising waves make you cower

Flurry flew pass the frozen walls of ominous glaciers. It was a cold night with the wind eating up your wings and hail pounding your scales off. I'll have to land soon... she thought worriedly. Even an IceWing can't handle weather like this. Her nose pointed down to a dive to the frozen barren land beneath her. Flurry folded her wide crystal wings and tucked them in tenderly. Surrounding her were no more but ice and snow. Where were all the glaciers?

Wild salty aromas flew past her snout, mixing in with the harsh scentless wind. She was near the SandWing territory! How did I fly this far? Wasn't I paying any attention? The wind whipped at her harshly and the hail was unmerciful. The ground beneath was being ripped apart. A blizzard had started! Her scales clattered with pain. I can't go back now! I'll have to cross borders.. The hybrid hated the idea, but she would die if she stayed any longer.

Flurry stretch out her stiff wings, reeking with pain. One hard flap lifted her off. She followed the salty smell and raced towards it, the blizzard chasing after her. She looked at the land below her, seeing snow, small splotches of sand, and a round red thing. Wait! Is that... an egg? She could barely tell, but if it was an egg, was it lost? Her curiosity begged her to come down and see what it was. She couldn't say in the storm though! But, deep down in her heart, she knew she couldn't abandon the egg, if it was an egg.

Flurry carefully landed onto a splotch of sand, feeling the yellow grains. Tucked underneath the sand, was a small visible part of red. She placed her claws gently around the object pulling it out, leaving a small lonely hole where the egg once was. It was surprisingly warm, especially on the red part of the egg. Its orange swirl pattern seem to vibrate and glow.

But the egg was different than a normal dragon egg. The egg was thinner, much like an oval. No dragon egg she has seen or read about had such perfect swirl design. And it was... warm. No dragon egg could produce heat. Could it be? She only knew about it by scrolls. "A Xiacre egg..." she whispered astonished. Xiacres were just a legend, right? And if they really did exist, didn't they live on an island far away? "Whatever you are, I'm going to take care of you." Stroking the egg, she leaped off into the sky, far, far away from the IceWing's cruel grip.

THE END