Greyspike

Crack! Crack!
Summer. You climb your way out of your egg. You blink your wide eyes and look up to your parents. You look to your siblings beside your parents, and they nudge at each other and exchange words. You look back at your parents and stick out your little tongue. They smile, and then take you out to the clan. You watch as they greet you with smiles.

You wake up from your slumber. You smile to yourself. Ah, a beautiful memory indeed. You get up from your bed of petals and they rise with you. Your butterfly mask flutters to your face and your mouse familiar rushes to your side. You step out of your den to find the clan already up and running. You rush to your siblings, and they are helping out a few hatchlings. In a nest next to that, the eggs open up. Adorable. You help them to get on the back of their nocturne parent. After helping the clan, you find yourself tired. You get back to your den and fall asleep.

Fall. The orange and red leaves fall around you in brilliant colors. You assist your mother in denkeeping, and in return, your mother teaches you how to do it right. You father is teaching your brothers how to correctly fight. Your mother tells you,"Don't envy your siblings. You may think that the fight is much better than the nest, but you must know that the two add up to the same importance. You smile and nod, and get back to caring for the nest with more enthusiasm.

You awaken to a roar from outside. Your brother, Nightfang, calls for your help. You rush to his side and find the clan in distress. Your eyes swing to the entrance and you see beastclans attacking. A few break through and rush for the three nests, and you barrel after them. Skidding to a stop, you stand between the beastclans and the eggs. The centaurs attack you and nearly trample the eggs before you hit them with a single scratch. The centaurs lay on the ground unmoving. More enemies break through, but your siblings bat them back to the fighting clan. You tend to other enemies until there are none left. The clan clears off the floor of the territory. You rush to the eggs and care for them the best you can. Your siblings admire your work, and soon the nests are back to normal. You rush back to your den and sleep, for weariness had taken over your once energetic body.

Winter. Snow falls from the sky and hits the ground with a soggy touch. It has been the first time in years that this has happened. "Perfect weather for the Crystalline Gala, wouldn't you think?" Your brother shivers. You laugh your approval as the clan fixes itself to protect itself from the snow. You left your petals and butterfly mask inside your den due to the weather. Your Pocket Mouse gives you warmth you need. You help out more hatchlings come out of the last cold nest, and then you help the others cover the nests up. Your parents give out endless orders to keep the clan safe. You laugh heartily at the absurdity of it all.

Waking up, you find rain outside. Someone's ticked off the Tidelord. You rush out, flare your fins, and raise your wings to shield yourself from the rain. The clan rushed everywhere to protect the clan from wetness. The den of seniors was definitely worried about, since water can leak through the roof. Leather scraps sloppily sewn together were thrown upon the roof. More leather was thrown everywhere to keep things dry, and a daring fae flies off to send a message to the Tidelord. Lightning claps. Well shoot, Tidelord and Stormcatcher back at it again. You rush out to a spot where you buried something. You pull up the long metal pole and stab it into the ground. Running back to the clan, you hear lightning behind you. Your mother gives a wan smile to you. "Always prepared." You smile back. You take pride in the skills from your parents.

Spring. It spreads across the land that it is officially spring. Leaves begin to grow back on trees and the coldest of the snow melts. The clan removes snow coverings from around the territory. You stand tall as you wish your siblings good luck as they go to the coliseum to train. You immediately dive into action and take command of the clan while they are gone. They trust you with command over these kinds of things. You have earned their respect. It has been a good time. They know your dragon skills aren't rusty. They come back and ask you how it was. You say it was great. They smile back.

You wake to light rays falling in beams through the trees of the Viridian Labyrinth. One hits your face, and you choose to laugh and walk outside. Everyone plays in the grass as your siblings speak amongst themselves. You get to them and ask what is up. They say that Sunset had eggs! You are excited for him and embrace him with your wings. After you pull away, a smile cracks on all three of your faces. You laugh cheerfully as you know that life has changed a lot since you first came into the world. The clan has grown since then, and you wish for it to continue.