The "Plan"
Okay so this is how i'm gonna set it up. I'm going to make the hybrids' scenario far from the usual underground mountain river escape thing.
So in this timeline, the queens are:
Queen Fawn (MudWings)
Queen Asp (SandWings)
Queen Amber (SkyWings)
Queen Aquaria (SeaWings)
Queen Astonishing (RainWings)
Queen BlueMoon (NightWings now live on one of the jutty-out bits at the bottom of the rainforest with their own queen and kingdom, and trade with the RainWings for food)
Queen Blizzard (IceWings)
Now that's clear, NEXT!
Currently there are may hybrids yeeting around living their own happy lives, so the prophecy hybrids did not hatch together, or meet for four years. But then their guardians were chosen by the queens to HUNT THEM DOWN, and apparently the 'chosen' hybrids have a light shimmery aura around them that vanishes once they get yeeted into their little camp thing on a deserted island off the rainforest 'foot' coast, but still quite far away. They start off hostile bc of the tribe-tribe war going on, but eventually get used to eachother. Now they are just chilin' away from the battlefield getting fed fresh cows every day.
Now. About that war. I haven't decided on how it started yet, BUT it's every tribe for themselves. Here are the stats:
MudWings: in hiding, practically massacred every day.
SandWings: Nowhere to be found, Scorpion Den bashed to smithereens. Oasises are all polluted with blood.
SkyWings: The main enemy, with most of the weapons and fire.
SeaWings: Safe in their huge Deep Palace.
RainWings: Realized they would die if they don't fight, so have developed into monster venom machines.
NightWings: Allied with the RainWings, the only alliance in Pyhrria. They are surviving great, with the RainWings on their side. The alliance works is the RainWings defend the NightWings, and the NightWings do the attacking on other kingdoms by the RainWings' commands.
IceWings: Practically doing suicide missions, especially with their Great Ice Cliff smashed by Queen Snowfall 1000 years ago. They attack, and non survive. An undercover gang had stolen all the animus gifts in the Forbidden Treasury. No one knows who they are, but it is obvious they are still alive.
Now THAT'S done.
The chosen guardians were chosen when the queens were trying to pick out the hybrid dragonets of the prophecy, but agreed that once the dragonets were safe, they are warring again. None of the civilians know why the queens are warring, for all those oldies who knew were dead from either battle, murder or old age in the last 10 years.
UHHHHHH-
I've run out of ideas oof-
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