Shadowfire
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This is the story of a young dragonet named Shadow, and him leaving his home in pursuit of his freedom from his scheming father and tribe. Only instead he finds himself with more burden than freedom. While in hiding he finds more than freedom. He finds an uneasy companionship with five other dragonets that he's not sure about. Now faced with the threat of his father finding him to take away his new life. Will Shadow abandon his new friends to go hunting for his new found ambition. To become one with the monster within him in the process, or will he stand and fight for his freedom, and friends. In the end the question is, can he make it out of this as himself in the end?
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