Pilot

Three dragons are flying around.One is a MudWing,their pale green eyes looking around before they fly down,looking small compared to their IceWing and RainWing companions.A playful voice emitted from the runt,"So...A talking scavenger said we should be here for...Dares and questions." She was holding a piece of paper as she asked the IceWing next to her,"What am I supposed to say next?" The IceWing growled,"Just get this over with,Cotta.Nimbu wants his son back in two hours." Cotta replied with a pout,"Fine." before facing forward and saying,"Well,we're here now!"

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An scavenger with a footbrace staggers forward and says,"They won't be the only ones you can dare and ask.For example,any of Cotta's troop,or even her dad.And Vigil.Or Motha." The RainWing yelled,"WHO'S MOTHA?!" The scavenger said,"YOU DON'T GET TO KNOW YET!" before he fixed his messy hair,adjusted the camera,and said,"Well,hope this new format is more fun.It was inspired by a Popplio I met."  "WHAT'S A POPPLIO?"  "SHUT UP,LEVA!"

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An mostly black HiveWing dragonet was chuckling,letting his playful 2 month old half-sister  bat at his snout a bit as he said,"Good job,Tiny!Those LeafWings won't know what hit them!" The smaller HiveWing yawned out a satisfied "Yrbble." before curling up in front of her big brother. (Inspired by Deltaknightart's drawing above) Unbeknownst to them,an brown SilkWing with beautiful violet wings was hiding around the corner,one of those dreaded LeafWings accompanying her.

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