My next project! You have already read this chapter, so I'm just updating the fact that I am not using anyone's OCs because it's confusing and I just want to change them, and then they're not your character anymore.
Orion crept up onto the giant mushroom. Waning was telling the story of the Nightwings.
In a bright continent, Nightwings tired in the sun.But one day, a brave male Nightwing born on the Darkest Night, saved us all.Pitch Black brought us to our new home, Evermoon. Never do we feel the sun on our wings. Always we thrive in moon's brilliance.
Waning finished. A young dragon raised his hand.
"Yes Gibbeous?" Waning turned to him, the silver scales behind her eyes glinting in the beautiful starlight.
"Um. Well, what about the other dragons?" he asked.
"There were and are no other dragons. Just Nightwings. We rule this world the best way possible." she answered.
No other dragons? Orion thought.
"Orion, come now child." A voice sounded behind her.
"Mother!" she jumped to the spar-speckled dragon.
"Come come, it's almost moonhigh." she cradled her special dragonet close to her, bringing her into a small cave.
Nightwings have evolved, so instead of black with starry wings, the star scales are all over, making constellations or figures. They are named after anything night time, from moon phases to constellations.
Moonsmall finally came, the little sliver peeking over the horizon.
Orion sat outside her home, watching the stars. This was a beautiful place, but there wasn't any danger.
That sounded silly even in her own head, but she couldn't deny the stories she had been told by Fiercestar.
He was alive when Pitch Black first brought them to this beautiful place, and his name used to be Fiercebite, but had to be changed to encourage others to do the same.
He spoke of something called sunlight, which gave five times the light that the moons did, and other dragons that were, yea-low, bleu, and green, whatever those meant.
Orion sometimes let her imagination run to that sunny continent, and she met dragons with three snouts and stabby-tails.
She sniffed, something didn't seem right. Orion walked outside, the long dark grass tickling her talons.
The clouds looked different tonight. The wind kicked up. Orion pulled her wings closer to her, as to not get pulled up.
"Orion! Quick! Get in!" She heard her mother yell, and she tried to get over there, but a stranger lodged himself in there.
"Sorry. It's me or you." he growled at her.
"No! Momma! Black Hole! Help!" She screamed as the wind grabbed her with sharp talons, heaving her up into the sky.
She heard shouts and her protective brother, Black Hole, looking up at her, and her mother's talons yanking him back in before he was also lost.
Find the hunter of the stars.
Find the dead wind within the sky
Find the lost who is found.
Or forever isolation will be nigh.
Those were the last words she heard before being hit by debris from the tornado and passing out.
Look forward to more o' this! Sorry this kickstarter chapter was so short!