DragonBlood

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Image above is Waterfall as best as I could make her, made on Wyndbain's dragon maker.

I crouched and surveyed my opponent. She was small, but lithe, with teal scales and gold horns. She had the diamond inlaid in her snout that showed she was a member of the Regalblood, as opposed to the teardrop pearl I had in my snout which identified me as a member of Waterblood. 200 years ago, some of the tribes combined, such as Skywing and Rainwing, which made Regalblood, and Seawing and Icewing, which made Waterblood. She lunged at me, but I was ready. I jumped to the side and swiped at her.

"Hah! You act like you can beat me!" She exclaimed as she strode towards me. I slowly backed away, showing my teeth. "Don't you know who I am, little Waterblood?" I hated it when Regalbloods acted like this.

"Actually, I don't. You're probably not as famous as you think you are." I said, and lunged toward her and swiped at her belly, and drew blood. She was so shocked she just stood there. The mediator blew a whistle. Teacher Hyacinth hurried over. She had a citrine inlaid in her snout, showing she was an Earthblood (sand and mudwing). She winked at me, even though she had wrinkles on her brow and looked very tired. "You did a good job using her weaknesses, Waterfall. Now get to your next class, hurry now."

As I walked out of the room, Natureseer ran over. Her amber and golden scales were dappled with black. She was 3/4 Earthblood, but her grandmother was a Nightwing, so along with the citrine in her snout there was an onyx. Any dragon who was at least 1/8 Nightwing had the onyx. Natureseer had the power to see if her loved one's were in trouble in the future-she had already saved her mother and youngest brother-and me. Natureseer was my best friend, so I guess I counted as a loved one.

"Woah, Waterfall! That was great! I wish I could fight like you," she sighed as she began to walk with me. "Oh, Nature, you're great at fighting!" She gave me a look. "Ok, fine, maybe you're not the best at it, but you're so nice and kind, that's even better." "I guess you're right. See you later!" She ran down the hall, saying hi to everyone she passed. I turned into my classroom-History of Pyrrhia. Boooring.

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