Crack. Crack. Craack ...
The head of a small dragonet popped from the shell. He looked around for a while, then crawled out. He was in a small forest, where black smoke seemed to be blowing. The dragonet felt like someone shouldn't be here. He lowered his head and saw black scales. He was a nightwing. Of course, he certainly didn't know that there were different tribes, he didn't even know that there was more than this to the world then this island. This little dragonet is probably going to die...
He thought for a while. Gurrrp He looked around, but found nothing. Gurrp He looked a little panicked. Gurrp wait. He knew what it was, and he was hungry. The little dragon wondered for a few minutes, and came across big bird, and pounced at it. He hit the bird, and clawed it frantically.
After he ate the bird, he was very tired, so he found a nice bush and went to sleep.
A/N: Hey sorry about the short prologue, I'm terrible at prologues. Sry I'm not a writer.
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ABANDONED (ALSO CRINGE)
Fanfiction(ABANDONED) After the Dragonets stopped the war, some dragons were still banished from their tribes. A lone, abandoned nightwing, Starseer made a place where any banished dragons would feel safe. Idk ayo #420 in rainwing??!?!?!?!
