To the sky

cliff was an unusual dragonet, no he was not a hybrid. Even as an egg his parents knew it, that is why they gave him up, his egg compared to another skwing egg was a lot larger. When he hatched at the orphanage all of the dragons were shocked, because he was much larger then the other dragonet, and was already standing, looking up at them expectantly. He was teased and harrassed because of his size. He has a handsome face, with sprinkles of golden freckles across his nose. His scales look like a sunrise over a Savannah, and his wings were like a rosy sunset. His eyes a crystal blue, standing out against his scales. At age 5 he was roughly the height of a full grown skywing. and at age 7 he was almost as tall as Morrowseer. His wings, and size did not hinder him on the ground, seeing as he was the fastest runner. His build was not over weight or bulky, it was lithe, and tall, making him agile.

Cliff
Even as a dragonet cliff knew he was strange, he was like an icewing in a desert. Cliff  yelped, as he hit his head on an arch, and a vase on top[ of it wobbled and then crashed to she floor, sending dirt and suculents, everywhere. Scrambleing to lean it up, i shove it into the corner and hurry , wanting to be in an open space where hecould strech hi wings. After getting out of the town i see a hill, and walk up to the top, before i knew it i was asleep. A small nightwing peeked her head up above a  rock, checking if I was asleep, she relaxed and crawled closer to me, pulling out a sketchbook.

Firefly
Creeping closer to the huge dragon, she sits down and pulls out her notebook, she had hated scroll writing because it rips so easily, so she cut scrolls apart and bound them together with a wood cover, creating a sketch book. Onece she finished drawing she let the page dry and flipped through her drawings, a six clawed dragon grinning at another sandwing with a mutilated wing, a scavenger reading, a two tailed sandwing, a seawing glowing under water, there was drawings of every dragon tribe on Pyrrhia, or just things that inspired her, and her newest, a handsome skywing. She realized that the dragon was waking up, and she hid cowering behind a rock. the skywing shook his head and jumped to his feet hurying back to the town. i breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to the town wanting to buy another set of ink and a new quill, since she dident like writing with her claws. Walking into the town she felt stares burn against her back, the war is done, but  dragons were still lyway, when half-way through a group of three skywings stopped her, the leader, was roughly my age, and the others mostly the same. the one i figured was the leader stalked twoards me, stopping only two tail lengths away. he glared at me and sneered, "what are you doing here, you should run back to your lying, blithering tribe of nasty nightwings". i shrunk back ears flat, spikes bristleing along my spine. He slunk closer to me teeth bared, when i felt a shadow slide over me i crouched drfensivly. I look up seeing the huge skywing, he steped over me protectivly, and growled "Peak leave it", "The war is over you have no right tormenting dragons, because of their tribe". Peak flicked his tail back and forth in anoyance, I could see through his facecade of confidince, and saw the fear flash through his eyes, before he covered it up and sneered at me, he laughed "dont worry cliff ill let you and you nightwing girlfriend go have a wittle picknick, because we all know you are not as much of a skywing as she is", he took off with a haughty laugh and his companians followed. The huge drangon sighed and sayed" Im sorry that was your introduction to the sky kingdom", " do you um mind walking out of the ally im kind of stuck" he grinned embarrassed. I smile holding back a giggle, i nod and walk out side, " So Cliff right?"i ask. "yeah, and you are?". "Oh, Firefly". "so what brings you to the sky kingdom?" he asks interested. I reply ," im looking for more ink and another quill". Walking through the town i stop admire ing a small amulet of a firefly, but knowing i could never affordit. i move on and find a quill and ink digging through her bag for something to trade, a small pice of qurtze, a shiny riverstone, when a Cliff sets down two small rubys, the vendor looke greedily at the rubys and back at Cliff. Cliff grabbs the quill and ink, handing it to me. and then hand ing me a small leather bundle, telling me not to open it. overwhelmed i look up at him and he smiles answering the question that i dident even say,"Its no problem".