Eyyy look a raffle entry for ArtemistheNightwing , sweet egg designs by the way, I'm sorry I butchered the coloring DX

I went for egg 8

I think it's a Magic-IceWing perhaps descended from the queen of the IceWings (whoever that may be at the current point in time) maybe an animus that controls snow instead of just anything, I don't know about the 'Delicately crafted' part, maybe he was created by an animus from snow, like the snow was enchanted to be a dragon by a lonely animus or something.

Anyway, I wanted to do it with one of my non dragon characters since I always do dragons, okay I'll stop rambling, here's the story.

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Blue was walking on the prairie where he lived, that morning he had decided to get out and around to see what was happening.

He'd never expected what he found

Blue had decided to maybe take a walk to his sunning rock, and what he found there surprised him, an egg, the egg of a dragon to be exact.

His ears flattened against his head and he looked around A dragon...on my prairie, what am I going to do?! He thought, for a dragon had eaten his little brother when they were still young, he remembered the event clear as day.

When no dragon came, Blue relaxed a little, and looked at the egg.

"What am I gonna do with you" he thought, shaking his head and looking at the beautiful diamond pattern on the egg.

The sun was setting and still, no dragon had come for the egg, which Blue was partly glad and partly disappointed of. Staring at the egg for a few more minutes, he sighed in conclusion.

"Well I can't just leave you here, and I'm talking to an egg" Blue sighed, standing up, as if to agree the sunset blazed brighter in oranges, reds, and pinks.

He growled at the blinding light and picked the egg up carefully in his mouth, muttering to himself about his idiocity all the way back to his burrow where he took the egg into his large bed of dried grass and cotton from the plains, a lot softer then it sounds, and curled his tail around the egg.

"Don't think I'm gonna get too attached to you, we're going straight back to the rock to wait for your parents" he hissed at the egg, making a mental note that he was talking to an egg...again.

The dragons never came.

Sorry it's short, I just didn't want it to drag on or anything, I hope you like it!