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Typically SandWings are told to be brutes, roaming the streets and stealing from younger dragonets. They know weakness like an old friend. They recognize these traits as if they have an entire map leading to their vulnerabilities. Royals are the victims of this ruthlessness. They look down upon these dragons, ready to leap to their aid whenever needed. But these brutes are nothing but animals. Hyena was once like his family, looking down upon these tragic, ruthless dragons. He was so mindless and thought of himself as unfortunate.
But soon his perspective was turned around faster than a globe once Hyacinth's army attacked. He witnessed the blood. The tears. The viciousness of dragons from other tribes. He watched as those "brutes" threw themselves into battle without second thought. Hyena saw their limp bodies thud against the ground as their blood stained the golden sand into faint strawberry red.
He was the last royal left. But he was unimportant to Hyacinth. After all, males couldn't rule anyway. He was the last in line and it didn't matter anymore. Hyacinth approached him like a venomous snake, ready to strike. Yet her fangs didn't outstretch, not yet. She told him to never return to the palace again. She told Hyena that he never mattered, and that he only had a minute to run away.
So, he did. He fled, tears flooding down his cheeks. Eventually, he collapsed near the shore. He rolled himself into a tiny ball, wishing he was dead. But, soon, he saw a dragon pop their head through the water. Through his blurred vision he saw a dragon. Their scales constantly shifted to sky blue to midnight purple.
That's why I'm here. Right now. This dragon is important.
You know me as Prince Hyena, some know me simply as the jerkwad from the second revamp. However far you've gone, you know that something isn't right. I shouldn't be talking to you just yet. The narrator has to have a dramatic moment with you and introduce you to the chosen character, and then they break from their control. Well.. not me. I've been aware since the start of Firefly's waking.
But, this isn't my story to tell.
That's why I'm going to forget everything now. After all, I'm just the dumb side character, right? The love interest, right? Whatever you perceive me as, we'll meet again.
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