Two scrolls. One of which says "A river of gems will reflect the glow of hope within the nightsky, the sky, the sand, the rains." This one would be collected by a Night/Sky hybrid of the Sky Kingdom, a Skywing within the same land, a Sandwing no longer following their queen and two Rainwings.
The other isn't any less cryptic, "The swirling sea will churn up the strength of the mud and night, as well as the sea itself." This would find itself in the talons of a Nightwing, two Seawings and Mudwings, as well as Night/Rain hybrid.
It is clear to all that they must either meet at the Diamond Spray River, or one of the abandoned islands of the Sea Kingdom, depending on which scroll is received.
They are unaware of the other scroll and the other dragon's existences, as well as the fate that now binds them all together.
As a dragonet of two warring tribes, she was forced to pick a side from the beginning, and Harvey had decided quickly that her loyalty lay with the Skywings, however with the war she was beginning to see a new side to her tribe. A brutal part of her tribe. She was aware of them being incredibly powerful, but the bodies that lined the borders of their Kingdom alerted her to the fact that they might be a bit more aggressive then need be. Nevertheless, she had hardly any time to worry about this as a scroll had appeared in her home.
The scroll had no sender written down, all that was mentioned was, "A river of gems will reflect the glow of hope within the nightsky, the sky, and the rains." Initially, seeking out what this scroll may have meant sounded blasphemous, but Harvey found herself intrigued. She of course knew the "river of gems" was the Diamond Spray River, however, what was the glow of hope? She supposed she would just find out when she got there, though Harvey was prepared for any form of battle that may occur.
Smiling to himself, he then slowed his pace slightly to ease the pounding ache in his wings. "Guess I've overdone it this time, haha." Gila mumbled to himself and he glided down towards the Sandwing dragonets. "Here you are friends! Food, and plenty of it, but make sure to ration it. I doubt there will be enough for everyone soon with the way this war is going." He mumbled to himself.
Gila then trotted away and came to a halt near a large sand dune. He had sent out letters to dragons of any tribe, asking them to meet up with him. However, only a Seawing, Icewing, Rainwing, and a peculiar looking- and what he suspected to be- hybrid accepted. He was grateful that only the Seawing would be on opposing sides to the others, so perhaps he would be able to convince them to work together. Or maybe not and he would have to communicate with two groups at once, which would be a pain- so he really hoped that he could get them to work together.
Perhaps his charm and a little bit of venomous tail waving would convince the dragons to work together.
Despite her tribes pleas, Queen Hibiscus refused to enter the fight herself, stating many times with a huff that she was too important to die off now, as her daughter was not fit to be a queen just yet.
Her tail flicked with irritation as her scales rippled with red as three more Nightwings were brought before her. "Bite them with your venom, the only good Nightwing is a dead one! I do not wish to be asked about anymore Nightwings, if you have them, kill them!" She stamped her feet with a snort while their scales turned all different sorts of hues of uncertainty.
She had no time to deal with incompetence when she was busy handling their economy, building more healer huts, finding more potential soldiers and healers, awarding generals, and more. Being the queen was a pain when it came to war.
The other isn't any less cryptic, "The swirling sea will churn up the strength of the mud and night, as well as the sea itself." This would find itself in the talons of a Nightwing, two Seawings and Mudwings, as well as Night/Rain hybrid.
It is clear to all that they must either meet at the Diamond Spray River, or one of the abandoned islands of the Sea Kingdom, depending on which scroll is received.
They are unaware of the other scroll and the other dragon's existences, as well as the fate that now binds them all together.
Harvest Moon
Even as Harvey soared gracefully through the jagged, snowy peaks of the mountains that had been kept so far away from the war, the Sky Kingdom's sky itself smelled as if it had been dipped in the blood of the soldiers that had fallen.As a dragonet of two warring tribes, she was forced to pick a side from the beginning, and Harvey had decided quickly that her loyalty lay with the Skywings, however with the war she was beginning to see a new side to her tribe. A brutal part of her tribe. She was aware of them being incredibly powerful, but the bodies that lined the borders of their Kingdom alerted her to the fact that they might be a bit more aggressive then need be. Nevertheless, she had hardly any time to worry about this as a scroll had appeared in her home.
The scroll had no sender written down, all that was mentioned was, "A river of gems will reflect the glow of hope within the nightsky, the sky, and the rains." Initially, seeking out what this scroll may have meant sounded blasphemous, but Harvey found herself intrigued. She of course knew the "river of gems" was the Diamond Spray River, however, what was the glow of hope? She supposed she would just find out when she got there, though Harvey was prepared for any form of battle that may occur.
Gila
Gila laughed with glee as he beat his wings as fast as he possibly could, two Rainwings shouting at him from behind- however he wouldn't pause to listen to them for any reason. After all, he had just stolen a lot of fruit from them and after what felt like an eternity he noticed them finally dip to the ground and leave as he entered the Sand Kingdom.Smiling to himself, he then slowed his pace slightly to ease the pounding ache in his wings. "Guess I've overdone it this time, haha." Gila mumbled to himself and he glided down towards the Sandwing dragonets. "Here you are friends! Food, and plenty of it, but make sure to ration it. I doubt there will be enough for everyone soon with the way this war is going." He mumbled to himself.
Gila then trotted away and came to a halt near a large sand dune. He had sent out letters to dragons of any tribe, asking them to meet up with him. However, only a Seawing, Icewing, Rainwing, and a peculiar looking- and what he suspected to be- hybrid accepted. He was grateful that only the Seawing would be on opposing sides to the others, so perhaps he would be able to convince them to work together. Or maybe not and he would have to communicate with two groups at once, which would be a pain- so he really hoped that he could get them to work together.
Perhaps his charm and a little bit of venomous tail waving would convince the dragons to work together.
Queen Hibiscus
A frown grew on the pink queen's face as she readjusted her hibiscus crown back to the top of her head. More land and dragons were being lost each day, dragons came back home badly wounded only for the healers to already be overwhelmed. The only thing that appeared to be working in their favor was their venom and sleeping darts- as both are the main reasons the Nightwings had such trouble fighting them. Of course, knowing the terrain was also helpful.Despite her tribes pleas, Queen Hibiscus refused to enter the fight herself, stating many times with a huff that she was too important to die off now, as her daughter was not fit to be a queen just yet.
Her tail flicked with irritation as her scales rippled with red as three more Nightwings were brought before her. "Bite them with your venom, the only good Nightwing is a dead one! I do not wish to be asked about anymore Nightwings, if you have them, kill them!" She stamped her feet with a snort while their scales turned all different sorts of hues of uncertainty.
She had no time to deal with incompetence when she was busy handling their economy, building more healer huts, finding more potential soldiers and healers, awarding generals, and more. Being the queen was a pain when it came to war.