Remember, the OCs will be included in CHAPTER 10. Also, if it is a hybrid, I would like you to put which one it is "more of" So I know which one it is categorized under. Keep in mind, it may end up in another tribe, but hey. I'm doing my best here. Keep sending them IN!
Nightshade woke up. He looked over at the other dragonets in his sleeping cave.
Right, of course he had to be the one to have an extra dragonet in here. His partners were a MudWing named Grit, who seemed like he minded his own business a lot and wouldn't be of much trouble. But the SandWing…
The SandWing was harder to read. She slept soundly, unlike Grit's large snores. However, from what little Nightshade knew about her, she could have been awake all night.
Jackal was truly an anomaly.
The dragonets Nightshade thought of to be closest to friends were reasonably easy to read. Dreamseer especially. He wanted to be a medic of some sort. He instantly started up conversation with the nurse, and brought up the conversation again with Mindseeker.
Mindseeker was a little harder, since he didn't say much about himself. But the fact that he basically ignored the other tribes probably meant he is either like Spruce, the SkyWing, or he is just nervous and more comfortable around his own tribe.
But then, Sandstone was a game changer. They instantly got along, and spent most of their time together that day. Maybe everything he thought about Mindseeker was wrong…
As for Sandstone? Nightshade didn't know him at all well enough. But he probably doesn't care much for the school, due to him skipping the Entrance Ceremony.
Nightshade was excited. Some of his conceptions would be confirmed today. How great. The more he knew about others, the better he could have opinions of them.
Nightshade's train of thought was disturbed when Grit got up.
"Heygh." He said. "How's yuh mornin'"
"I barely got any sleep." Nightshade said. Which was true.
"Did it have anythin' to do with my snorin'?"
"I believe so."
"Sorry."
"You can't control it. I don't blame you."
"Thanks."
Suddenly, a horn went off, signaling going to homeroom. Section A's homeroom was Tumbleweed, a very bored-sounding-and-looking SandWing. He never showed excitement, but then again, Section A wasn't exciting. When Nightshade got to homeroom, he saw the rest of his Section-mates. He was happy to see Mindseeker was his NightWing, rather than Andromeda, the other, tall NightWing that hung with Spruce. Jackal shot up, and ran out the door.
She's an easy waker. Or, was she even asleep?
Nightshade went to the room with Tumbleweed when he got there, the first things he saw were SeaWing, talking to Tumbleweed in a sing-song voice. He saw an IceWing and a SkyWing. He had seen them together before. They seemed inseparable. Then there was him, Jackal, Grit and Mindseeker.
"Okay, take seats in a circle. We have to do a Meet and Greet." Tumbleweed said unremarkably.
"I think you mean MEET N' Greet." The SeaWing said.
"Uh, yeah, okay." Tumbleweed said. "I'll go first. I'm Tumbleweed. I teach history. I know all about the War of SandWing Succession, Darkstalker, the Scorching, and more. Let's go clockwise, so Surf first."
Surf, the SeaWing, piped up, more than she was already piped.
"I'm Surf!" she said. "I LOVE learning. And teachers. And this school. It's all so great!"
Does she ever calm down? Or dislike anything? Heh. Guess she's the polar opposite of me.
The IceWing was next.
"I'm Freeze, and you may know my sister, Breeze. I'm friends with Aero, and I call him Arrow. With an
r-r-o-w. I don't like scrolls, I don't like stories, I don't like school, and I don't like teachers."
Okay, I guess HE'S the polar opposite of Surf. The Ying to the other's Yang.
Then the SkyWing started talking. "I'm Aero." He said. "I like funny scrolls, and just scrolls in general. I like flying, and playing games in the air. They say I flew out of my egg."
Nightshade couldn't hold back a chuckle. He just imaged a small dragonet bursting out of its egg, into the air, then falling slowly like a leaf.
Now it was Grit's turn.
"I'm Grit. I like mud."
The MudWing stopped talking.
Everyone was confused.
"Um, what?" Aero said.
"I like mud." Grit replied.
"Ooooooookay then." Aero said.
Now it was Nightshades turn.
"Before you ask, I'm a HYBRID. NightWing/RainWing. I'm categorized as RainWing. I'm normally tired or exhausted, or both. I like Chickens, and cheese. I also like fruit, and scrolls."
Jackal instantly leapt on her turn.
"Hi! I'm Jackal. I like food. And Cows."
"Cows are food." Freeze said.
"I am aware." Jackal said. "That's about it for me."
Now, it was Mindseeker's turn. Nightshade was interested in what Mindseeker would say, finally, about himself.
"I'm Mindseeker. I came from one of the stupidest places in the world. The teachers in the Night Village were stuck-up jerks. I came here to learn about other places and tribes apart from my own stupid village."
"Huh, great to meet you all." Tumbleweed said unenthusiastically. "Welcome to Section A."
POV switch from Nightshade to Sandstone.
What are my friends up to? Thought Sandstone, fiddling with his town Satchel. He was very disappointed that the whole group had different Sections. However, he did like how at least Toucan, who had introduced himself yesterday, was in it. His homeroom teacher was Keeneye, a crusty old NightWing.
"Stay where you are, we're going to all introduce ourselves, one goal, and one cool fact about each other." She said. "No negatives."
Toucan was first, who quickly told everyone how he wanted to be friends with everyone and was friends with most people in the Rainforest.
Next was Gulf. He was a SeaWing who seemed pretty anxious. He quickly said that his goal is to have new friends, and that he was raised in the closest village to the palace. Next was Shatter.
Shatter was already bugging Sandstone. He said EXACTLY what the teacher asked.
"My name is Shatter and it is nice to meet you all. My goal is to be smarter. One cool fact about myself is that I grew up in the Ice Palace, because I am the son of one of the finest nobles to the Queen herself. If there is any more information you want to hear about me or the palace or other things inside the Ice Kingdom, my sleeping cave is right next to this room, being shared with Peak. Don't talk to me while doing schoolwork or while the teacher is talking, because I will be focusing."
Sandstone was very disturbed by this. How could anyone be on that level of conformed? Or is he just doing it to seem smarter?
Now it was Peak, (The dragon named by Shatter)'s turn.
"I'm Peak, and everything else is none of your &%#%ing business.
"I WILL NOT HAVE THAT ATTITUDE OR LANGUAGE IN THIS CAVE. LEAVE NOW!" Keeneye screamed at Peak. If only Keeneye knew that Peak was glad to leave. Sandstone knew this, because it was something he used to do himself. Maybe me and her would get along. Sandstone thought. On second thought, probably not.
The next dragon, Heron, a MudWing, gave practically 3 paragraphs of an answer. She talked a lot about herself, and she got off track a lot. When it came about to Sandstone's turn, he considered doing exactly what Peak did. But he knew that he couldn't get in trouble, not yet.
"I'm Sandstone, a SandWing who grew up in the Scorpion Den. But not really, because it my house was technically outside of the perimeter. I currently live in Possibility, although TECHNICALLY I live here now." Sandstone said. "As for a goal? I don't have one. I'm here because it's closest."
"Everyone has a goal." Keeneye said.
"Not me."
"EVERYONE has a goal." Keeneye repeated.
"Fine, I guess I want to become smart."
The last dragon was Andromeda, a tall NightWing who was always in the center of the action.
"I'm Andromeda." She said. I hate most Dragons and hate drama. I'm anti-social. I want to learn so I can get paid money and so I can live on my own."
"Wrong phrasing." Keeneye said. "Anti-social means murderous, or other things like that."
"Yes." Andromeda said.
"OUT!" yelled Keeneye.
POV switch from Sandstone to Dreamseer.
Dreamseer didn't really care much about this "Meet and greet" his homeroom teacher, Sleet the IceWing, had organized. It was honestly kind of ridiculous. If we're all supposed to become friends, wouldn't we learn all this stuff? Isn't this kind of forced friendship? It's like the teachers didn't notice how most dragonets were at least somewhat social already, no matter how much Andromeda tried to deny it. She was very loud and announcing about her loneliness. Woe is her.
Dreamseer recognized Oak, the RainWing who was friends with Toucan. Not to say that's a very distinctive attribute. Oak talked about all his favorite scrolls from the Rainforest. Jetty talked about how he liked learning. Breeze the IceWing mentioned her brother, Freeze. She also mentioned Andromeda. Everyone seemed to know her. So lonely and introverted.
Spruce, the SkyWing, mentioned his love for fighting and how all tribes are just trying to achieve what SkyWings have with ease.
Salamander the MudWing, despite being the same age as most of them, acted much younger. And Coyote. He was the SandWing that caused the big crowd to appear before. He could hear murmurs of "He's the one who ripped the other SandWing's satchel." Or other things like that. Then, Dreamseer remembered Sandstone, with his ripped satchel. He got the feeling coyote had something in store for him. If Sandstone was game, that is. Dreamseer was so busy thinking up his diabolical plan, he didn't notice it was his turn.
"I'm Dreamseer. I want to be a medic of some sort. I really like medical stuff."
Coyote didn't know what was in store for him.
