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This is just a little story I came up with. I may or may not complete it or keep writing on it.

Chapter One; New Life


Adelais paced the corridor of the mountain cave, long talons clicking on the stone floor. He twitched and swung his head towards the cave in the rear, where a long, lingering hiss could be heard. With an uneasy grumble, the jet-black dragon resumed his pacing.

His friend, Dartlamere, watched him worriedly. "Adelais, you'll wear a hole in the floor."

Adelais sighed. "I can't help it. It's just-"

"It's just that we're in a new territory, it's just that this is your first clutch, it's just that it's Searsa's first as well. Did I get it right?"

Adelais glanced at his bronze-colored friend appraisingly. "Yeah, you got it right." He padded out to the ledge, standing in the sun and letting it warm his dark scales. He swished his tail as another hiss ripped through the cave.

Dartlamere shook his head. He could feel the waves of worry coming off of his friend, but there was really nothing he could do until Searsa finished clutching. He swung his head around at the sound of talons clicking in the tunnel to the back cave, and his whole demeanor brightened as his mate, Idira, strode out, grey scales gleaming even in the dim light of the cave.

Adelais turned too, nearly bounding over to Idira, anxiously awaiting what she had to say.

Idira snorted in amusement, blue eyes gleaming. "Relax, Adelais! Everything went fine. Your brood is three eggs."

Adelais's red eyes lit up, and he started towards the cave he shared with his mate.

"Adelais! Leave her be. She needs rest, not your worry."

The small flock's leader looked at Idira in shock, unused to this commanding tone. After a moment, he nodded. "Should I hunt?"

Idira nodded. "She'll be hungry later, but don't be surprised if she doesn't want anything right now."

Adelais nodded, and leaped out of the cave, spreading long, ebony wings. Their small mountain sat in the middle of a forest, on the outskirts of which was a village. The dragons had quickly learned that the village was not the best place to hunt - Dartlamere still had an arrow scar in his shoulder.

The black dragon glided around a bit, before he spotted an elderly deer. Dropping quietly, he snatched it up in long claws, killing it before it really had time to feel fear. Turning back to the mountain, he noticed a long tower of smoke spiraling into the sky. It seemed relatively far away.

Shrugging broad shoulders, Adelais muttered to himself, "Probably just a wild fire."

A few moments later, he landed carefully on the ledge. He took the deer in his mouth and headed to Searsa's cave, ignoring Idira's glare of warning.

Quietly entering, he felt a warm glow of pride. Searsa, her scales a brilliant ruby red, was curled around a trio of eggs. One had a blackish tinge, one reddish, and the last a golden hue. The golden-hued one was also the smallest. Adelais frowned, but shook it off. He placed the deer at his mate's head and curled around her, twining his tail with hers and covering her and their eggs with a long wing.

Great story so far,if you wanted to,you could go far with it if you decide to finish it,good luck and I hope one day,if you finish it I will see it on a shelf in my favorite bookstore,so I can buy it!

Chapter Two; First Flight


Three months had passed, and all three eggs had hatched. The largest of them, a glossy black female they named Anveena, was also the shyest. She had her mother's golden eyes, and was bidding fair to become far larger than Searsa. The middling hatchling, who took after her mother's blood-red coloration, had her father's blue eyes, and was called Chayla. She had her father's temperment, as well. The last of their daughters, the smallest, was a strangely beautiful golden color, with bright blue eyes. She was outgoing and friendly, cheerful to the point of being sickening. Idira had come up with this one's name; Neera.

It was a bright, early spring morning that Searsa and Idira took the hatchlings up to the mountain top, where their mother instructed them on how to fly. Chayla listened, ambition shining in her eyes. Anveena listened as well, golden eyes reflecting how nervous she was. Neera, however, paid hardly any attention, focusing instead on the flight of birds overhead and the chattering of squirrels in the trees.

"All right, go ahead and try." Searsa set her daughters free at last. Chayla beat her wings strongly, well-defined muscles lifting her a few feet off the ground before Searsa called, "Chayla, come down now. We'll have plenty of oppurtunities to fly in the future, and your sisters want to try as well." The red hatchling obeyed, with a slightly surly expression on her face, and the dragons turned to look at Anveena.

Looking nervous still, and uncomfortable with everyone's attention on her, the black hatchling spread her wings out and lifted them into the air, beating them gently and carefully lifting off the ground, and elegant take-off for one so young. Idira and Searsa congratulated the largest of the hatchlings, and it was Neera's turn.

At first, no one knew where the golden hacthling had gotten to. She simply wasn't in the sun-lit clearing, and Searsa felt a wave of panic roll up her body. "Neera?" she called, her voice quaking.

"Up here, mama!" the irrepresible hatchling's voice came from far above, and with a start of surprise, Idira realized Neera was hovering near the top of one of the oak trees, intent on a hole bored into the trunk.

"Neera!" Searsa bellowed, angry now at having been given such a fright, and the hatchling's wings jerked in surprise. "Come down here now!"

Embarassed, the golden dragon coasted gently down from the tree, landing a few feet in front of her mother, digging a hole in the ground with one foreclaw.

With an effort, Searsa restrained herself from the scathing rebuke she wanted to give her youngest daughter. After all, she is only a few weeks old, the red dragon reminded herself, and instead said, in a deceptively mild voice, "Please listen to my instructions in the future."

Chayla, once her mother's back was turned as the older dragon hurriedly conferenced with Idira, bumped hard into her sister's side, nearly bowling her over. "Show-off," the red hatchling hissed, blue eyes burning with resentment.