Raina yelped as the other dragonets in the royal nursery leapt at her.

"What's wrong wif yous guys?" The smallest dragonet asked, his voice rising from the back of the nursery. "She's just as much of an heir to the throne as the other females in here." He explained.

Why exactly am I still in here? I'm almosht three, I'm not shome one years olds dragonet that to be take s cares of.
Raina knew the answer, Queen Rosebud and Jewels had told her about a million times. 'If we let you out then the SeaWings will wage war on us.'
Why would the SeaWings wave war on a totally peaceful tribe with no reason to be attacked? Raina looked at her scales, she looked exactly like a SeaWing, minus the fact her scales were purple and she had no gills. Other than that she practically was a SeaWing, her mother, Jewels had said that they thought her egg belonged to Princess Clownfish, SeaWing royalty.

I'm the granddaughter of the Queen of the RainWings, I'm an heir to the RainWing throne, not the SeaWing throne. Raina thought she wouldn't suit being queen of either tribe, she was a hybrid after all, who would want an insufficient queen? Nobody, the answer was nobody—that's exactly what Raina was, besides a two year old dragonet—an insufficient RainWing-SeaWing hybrid.

"Raina?" A voice jolted her out of her thoughts. "Raina? Are you okay?" It was an adult RainWing.

"I'm fine." She responded without seeing who it was.

"The other dragonets bothering you?" She recognized the voice that time.

"Mother. You know they're bothering me, I'm horrible at Hide and Seek." Raina dug her talons into the earth. "And that's the only game we ever play." She added quickly.

"I know. I'm sorry sweetheart." Jewels said, Raina could see out of the corner of her eyes that her scales were matching the environment around her.