Hiding in the shadows of the Rainforest Kingdom seems cool, but it's not cool at all. It's actually really boring that you just spy on other dragons and kill an animal or two every four hours. It also feels sad that you watch other dragons that are less than one year old. Then, you remember your childhood so far and the reason you're hiding in the first place. I don't talk about my childhood. I'm Flamethrower, a nightwing- skywing hybrid that can form levitating fireballs in my hands. I'm only 5, I think, and yes, that's how bad my childhood was. None of the queens like me and they spread horrible rumors about me. I know that because of my agent who found me when he was hunting in the rainforest. Her name is Topaz. She's a regular, loyal, Skywing subject of the queen. She's about my age, and she's definitely in love with me. One day, I told her to get some fish from the beach, but she didn't come back in a few hours. So, I went there, and I was bombarded by three or four dragons. They tied me up in a sack, and then, we took off. The reason I didn't use my "special ability" is because I wanted the art of surprise. So, I'm in this bag, and then I get poured onto this grassy plain. I turned around and my mouth dropped at the structure.
