Since no one decided to suggest a character I can use, I'll just use one of my own IceWings. **sniff sniff**
Chapter 6
"Flake!" The red SkyWing said. "Talons up and fire or in this case, frostbreath, ready? FIGH-oof!" The IceWing leapt from the soldiers' grasp and tackled the announcer, hissing. Her throat turned a bright blue as she gathered all the icy energy she could, and got promptly head-butted as the other dragon flew to the stands and nearer to the queen, gasping.
So he's probably related to Scarlet, Scorch observed, not noticing the rampaging IceWing charging towards him. Until he heard Hurricane's voice shouting desperately: "Scorch, look out!" He snapped into action and did the one thing he was good at during a battle, rolling under Flake's underbelly, ramming into her tail. She whipped around and slashed her claws at him. "Stay still! I have a family to get back to!"
He felt a stab of pity. Now is not the time for that! He arched his SandWing tail and leapt back while bringing it down on her claws. She yelped as the stinging poison entered her talon. It wasn't deadly enough to kill her, but it still hurt. The crowd cheered, except for one confused- looking SkyWing soldier. His opponent glared at him, her pained blue eyes burning his heart. This is just self-defense. She attacked me first, didn't she? Right? Flake then angrily rammed into him, both becoming a blur of white and orange.
"DIE!" she commanded as he crashed against the wall. She plunged herself at him, and Scorch instinctively put his arms in front of himself for protection. That wouldn't do much against an anger-bent IceWing, but it would probably preserve his life a little longer.
But then he felt his body light up with fire. AAAAAHHHHHH-ah? He didn't feel like he was burning. Awesome! But then he heard a voice that wasn't his, screaming. Flake's face was smoldering, as if her face had turned had turned to coals. The crowd roared in glee besides the one SkyWing, and Scorch flipped his body into a defensive position. But then Queen Scarlet's voice echoed across the stadium. "STOP! STOP THE FIGHT! Bring the Halfling to me."
Most of the crowd booed, wanting more, but one glare from the queen of the SkyWings sent them into pure silence. Guards descended on the two dragons, surrounding Scorch and Flake. Two of them took the whitish-blue dragon to her tower. The others were still deciding how to approach Scorch, who now actually posed a threat. He tried flying away, but the fire had not burned through the band. Not wanting to kill the other dragons, he sighed and somehow the fire calmed inside of him and disappeared.
The soldiers leaped to him before he could put himself on fire again, even though he wouldn't anyways, and put extra fireproof chains on him. They brought him to the queen and she looked delighted. "That was so thrilling!" I have plenty of plans for you! But first, bring one of those Talons of Peace mongrels here. I want someone to die today," The soldiers yanked him to his pillar, and chained him there.
Oh no. He saw Hvitur being brought down to the sands. And coming down with him was a sad looking SkyWing. Wait, that's not a SkyWing. Is that…another hybrid?!
Dun Dun DUUUUUUUNNNN! See? I said the IceWing might die, not that they would. Can any of you guess who the hybrid is? (If any of you comment, that is) So please, R&R!