In a MudWing nest, right outside Queen Aspenfall's Palace, tiny growls of effort echoed into the night. Moonlight enveloped the nest as the third moon rose, higher and higher.

There were tiny scratching sounds filling the nest now, as the dragonets tried to escape from their eggshells. One of the eggs, blood red in colour, splintered open almost straightaway. The little amber dragonet inside had a tiny silver scale on his forehead, which he proceeded to smash into all the other eggs to help them hatch.

Soon, all the little MudWings had broken free. Surprisingly, they were all from the Royal family, and right at that very moment, one of their cousins was challenging the current Queen.

I hope you like this MudWing troop, but don't get too attached. There's kinda a big thing at the end that happens to them.

- Lightfeather123456