SUPER SHORT I know but I promise the rest won't be like that. I wrote these chapters a looong time ago so the first few are pretty short but once I start writing new content, they'll be longer. I never post a chapter less than 2,000 words unless I feel I absolutely have to. Bear with me for the lotr part, it'll be a little while until we get there. Thanks for reading everyone!
A piercing roar filled the air. It was chaos. People running, fires burning, spears flying, and dragons: an arrow through the heavy midnight air. Another roar, though this one was farther away, coming from a cave. It was from a female dragon, a Scyperon, an elite, flying dragon. She had an egg, a male, one of the last eggs. She, and the other females, had mated with the last known male: last known because all of the other males had vanished some time ago. Unfortunately, he had died, killed by the humans. For all that she knew, her son might be the last male Scyperon. So she protected him with all she had. They wanted to kill her son, to rid the world of dragons. Getting rid of a male would stop the Scyperons from breeding, from repopulating. She was weakening, though. So, calling on every last ounce of strength, she picked up her egg and blasted out of the cave. Into the open, where she was an easy target. A place she didn't want to be. However, the humans were bad aimers, and she dodged all of the fireballs easily. Still though, she was growing tired, and searched for a place to rest. Another spot she didn't want to be in. Lost.
She found another cave, eventually, and almost crashed into it, almost, being careful not to harm the egg. She set the egg down gingerly, and fell asleep, wary, nervous, yet ready for whatever the humans had to throw at her.