KingWiggler's Clan

The storm had taken everything from you. No food, no water, nothing in sight as you stumble forward into the swirling sandstorms that blanketed the area. But, as you kept trudging along, you notice the biting wind start to relent, almost as if it's guiding you somewhere. You decide to continue in that direction, figuring that it was better than your current situation, and strangely enough the sandstorm dies down even more.

Finally, the winds cease and a large mountain stands in front of you. Its slopes glitter with thousands of twinkles of light, almost like a summer night's sky, and you can see other dragons quickly darting between the boulders and rocky outcroppings dotting the landscape. Taking one last look at the storm, you slowly move forward, towards a new beginning and maybe a new home.