Raging Monsoon-Prolouge

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     A pastel blue and white Icewing sat in a small, dark, cold, cave placed on the edge of a snowy cliff. The dragoness was very small and scrawny for one of her breed. The little dragoness was huddled around an egg. The egg was also abnormal, it wasn't colored like a normal Icewing egg, It was a dark ,deep, brown with flecks of pale blue and white. The egg wobbled a bit and the dragoness huddled closer to it. A large, bulky, dragon appeared at the entrance to the cave, he was the same deep brown as the egg except his skin faded to a lighter brown on his feet. He was a Mudwing.

     "Windsor, is that-?"The Mudwing asked, taking a few steps towards the Icewing with the egg. The Icewing, seemingly named Windsor nodded, she unraveled her scrawny figure from the egg in her makeshift nest and took a few steps  back from her egg. The Mudwing took a few steps towards the egg and tentatively nudged it with his snout.

     "How close is it to hatching?," He asked.

     "Very close Ombre," She said,"It should hatch any second now." Windsor walked up to Ombre and sat close to him, the Mudwing curled his powerful tail around her and rested his head on her's. They sat there for a moment before they heard a small crack an click of claws.

     "It's hatching!" They said in unison. They got up and quickly walked up to the nest and looked at the egg, which now had a large crack in its side that looked like a mini fissure. Another crack echoed in the cave and a little set of light brown talons hung out of the shell. The little back leg, retracted back into the egg. The egg wobbled a little and a snap sounded as the little dragonet poked it's head out. The egg then crackled all over and was blown away into nothing. The female dragonet looked at her parents. She was a deep brown that faded into light brown on her leg s and pale blue eyes that seemed to glow like beacons. A pale blue aura seemed to radiate around the baby. The baby was an animus dragon.

     "She can't ever know..." Windsor said looking at Ombre. Ombre agreed with a nod. He looked at their child and picked her up gently with his front talons.

     "Do you have a name for her?" Windsor asked giving a little pat to the dragonet's head sweetly.

     Ombre nodded,"Yes, her name is Monsoon, she's strong, powerful, and more that what she looks like," He said with a warm smile.

     Windsor smiled and looked at their daughter,"Then Monsoon it shall be."

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 09, 2017 ⏰

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