As with firescales dragonets, the ancient SkyWings were certain that animus dragons were too much of a threat to be allowed to live. Those hatched with the curse were killed upon realization of their gifts, before they could do harm to the tribe. But one animus wasn't afraid of his tribe, but for it. He knew the vulnerability that his tribe could face in the event of war. He devised a plan that would calm the fears of his tribe, while at the same time allowing for their defense should it ever become necessary. Fanfiction. I do not own this book series.