Orca Legends

by FloTheChoclateCoveredPretzel

You all know the story. The tradegy of Orca. The sculptor, the animus, the dragonet killer. She was all of these things. But every villain has a story to tell.

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THIS CONTAINS VIOLENCE LATER IN THE STORY! It is also a very sad story, so come here to read, not cheer youself up. - Pretzel

Gill rushed across the hatchery to his wife's side, watching cracks appear on the surface of the navy blue and pale turquoise egg he had helped create.

The egg rocked and gave of flashes of light as the dragonet struggled to get out. Tiny claws scraped at the walls of the egg, warm water greeting the small dragonet as she burst out.

She looked just like gill had imagined her. She ha her mothers face, and her eyes. She had a pale turquoise underbelly, a sharp contrast to the deep, dark blue streaked with silver bioluminescent scales.

The colouring of a Orca, one of the smartest and most beautiful predators in the ocean. A perfect name, for a perfect dragonet. A perfect daughter. A perfect Princess. And maybe one day, a perfect Queen.