Fugu pointed towards a shop, and they tread through the water, 'ah! There's my favorite dragon!' A dark green sea wing flashes his scales, 'right back at you, anyways, I need the,' she pauses, 'special."
The green dragon looked at Atacama suspiciously, 'how much?' He look back at Fugu, 'medium, but go light on half.'
The dragon nods his head then goes to the back room, he returns with a bag, 'this all?'
She nods and heads out of the shop, wrapping her wing around the sandwing, 'today is going to be fun.' She smiles.
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A few generations before two night-ice wings hatched, a war was happening.
This war would be chosen to be forgotten, by ice wings, and sky wings, it was a war against for the throne.
A general wanted to be king and would stop nothing to get it, even killing his sister.
This war would bring two dragons together, a sand wing and a sea wing.
An unlikely match, but they didn't care if they got stares, they were just friends, right?
Atacama was born at the start of a war.
She left with her mom, and headed far from her home, the east sand kingdom.
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I don't own WoF, obviously.
This took me around 4 months to write (not on here, I will put it on here when I can)
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.