Chapter 3

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The next day. A better day.

Or not...

Shootingstar woke up early, and shook one of her roommates, until she opened her eyes.

"DUDE WHY THE PYRRHIA ARE YOU WAKING ME UP YOU STUPID THING GET OFF!!!!!" shouted Sleet, who was forced to wake up at sometime about 4:00 am. Sleet was a tall three tribe hybrid, who had icy scales, and pale blue eyes. From Shootingstar's mind, she could see that Sleet was about to spit toxic frostbreath at her face. Oops. Not a great dragon to mess with. Shootingstar should have read Sleet's mind first so she would know that Sleet was a IceWing, RainWing and SeaWing...

Oof...

"Chill, people," Rainwatcher calmly spoke. Rainwatcher was a RainWing and NightWing hybrid, with colourful scales on her wings. She was also a mind reader, and she is the next heir to the RainWing throne. 

Oh yeah. Sorry. It should be Princess Rainwatcher.

The cave had been quiet for 2 seconds. Then Shootingstar spoke again. 

"Hello. I am Shootingstar. Can you people help me?" She said, worried. 

"Hello. I am Rainwatcher. She is Sleet. I can read from your mind, that you need help because you have a half sister, and this is just a weird problem," Rainwatcher answered.

"Hey Rainwatcher! Did you just hacked in my mind?" Asked Sleet.

"Of course! Or how would I know?"

"We need privacy, man"

"Or do you when you are surrounded by two mind readers?"

"ARGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Sleet shouted.

Peril then came in, hearing the noise.

"What problem do you three have? It's just 4:05 in the morning! Oh my goose..." Peril spoke, with fire in her tone.

Of course, Peril had always had fire in her tone, due to her firescales. She sounded scary, and the three dragonets stopped what they were doing, and stared at the towering dragon.

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