Inside her egg, it was warm. Inside of it’s shell, there was no war. Kiara had no wish to leave its safety, but she knew that she had to. “Kiara!” She heard her mother cry somewhere to her left. She felt cold hands gripping her egg. Kiara knew who they were. She also knew that they would kill her when they had the chance. Finally, Kiara kicked out her feet. Her sharp claws splintered the shell of her egg. She tumbled out of her egg, head first. Kiara tried to open her wings, but they were stuck to her scales. She somersaulted through the air, before crashing into the blood-soaked ground. The instant Kiara hit the ground, the fighting stopped.

“Kiara! Watch out!” Her father’s voice boomed from the clouds. Kiara looked around and quickly scuttled out of the way as a huge metal ball came flying down right next to her. A moment later, her father swooped down and grabbed her, as he blasted fire at the Grous holding Kiara’s egg and the fighting continued.

“Kiara, you’re beautiful! Just like your mother,” he exclaimed as he flew higher into the sky. He gently cradled Kiara to his chest and flew roughly south. They traveled for days and her father, Falcon, taught her many things. Dragons learn very fast and are often taught things while still in their eggs. After three weeks, Kiara was as well taught as a 10-year-old human would be. After several weeks, Falcon found some suitable caves and they settled down. Once she could communicate properly with her father, young Kiara was able to ask Falcon to teach her to fly. The two year old was very curious and eager to learn how to take to the sky anytime she wished. When her father agreed, Kiara was so happy, she could barely sleep the night before.

“The first thing you must do, since you are still a hatchling, is you must release your wings from their casing. Your wings are trapped to your sides with a thin scale cover. You must break it before flying for the first time.” Kiara immediately started to try to break the film trapping her wings. As Kiara tried to push her wings through the film, blood started to flow. The empty veins in her wings filled with blood, giving them strength to push through the scale cover.

“I did it!” Kiara exclaimed as she stretched her four wings to their full length. Her larger wings were a light blueish-purple color, while her small feathered wings were a pale green color. “Can I fly now?” Kiara asked, so excited she could have hurled herself off the cliff.

“That is all for today, get some rest. Tomorrow I will show you how to glide,” Kiara’s father replied, happy to see his daughter so excited. Kiara flapped her wings, hopping her way towards her cave to study her school work. Today, Kiara was studying dragons and the phenomenon of their weight. Dragons grow to huge sizes, but during their life, they stay startlingly light. Since they are so light, they can only carry up to 500 pounds while in flight. When Kiara finished with that article, she moved on to her history book. Kiara read about the Grous and their leader today. The Grous were creatures that adored the darkness almost as much as they loved their leader, who was basically a parasite that would lure different creatures into his death trap by promising power. After someone touched their rock shaped body, the parasite would infest their mind and basically control them. The parasite had created the Grous, which were gray colored. Their hides had a bubbly texture to them and they had no wings. Each Grous weighs about 200 pounds each. Kiara filled in the answers on her question sheet after reading her school work and put her books away.

The next morning, Kiara was up early and had gone into the forest to hunt. Ten minutes later, she returned to the cave holding a Skato and goat in her arms. She set the animals down in the hunting room, which had a wall so the animals couldn’t escape. She waited for her father for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, Kiara went to check on him and found him crying, clutching a dragonet in his arms. “Father, what happened?” She asked, curious about the dragonet.

“Kiara,” He said, “this is your brother. He hatched after you. Your mother died protecting him.” He sobbed for hours, repeating the story of how he had met Kiara’s mother, before he finally got up and told Kiara to show her brother how to hunt. “Oh, and Kiara.” He called after her

“Yes?”

“Your mother loved you very much. She was sad she couldn’t see you grow up.” Kiara was sad she didn’t know her mom, but she faintly remembered her mother’s voice coming from outside of her shell.

“What is my brother’s name?” She asked, realizing that she didn’t know it.

“His name is Raven. He will avenge your mother.” OK, then. Kiara thought to herself, wondering if her father was going mad, as she raced to the hunting room. Kiara found Raven trying to climb the wall to get into the cave. She hopped over and helped boost her brother over the wall.

“Hello, Raven!” She said, forgetting the grief of her mother’s death. “I am your sister, Kiara, and I will show you how to get food!”

“Hungwy!” Raven shouted and tried to run towards the goat. He tripped himself and landed sprawled across the floor.

“First, let me show you how to run!” Kiara said, excited to teach her baby brother to move without hurting himself. Kiara laughed to herself as she slowly taught Raven how to run, then stalk, then finally, she taught him how to hunt. The two siblings ate together after catching the two animals in the cave. When they finished eating, Kiara told Raven where they were, who they were and what they were. Kiara knew Raven wouldn’t understand, but she felt grown-up when she was teaching Raven.