Quickwrite Story Starters: Turtle Knew This Was a Bad Idea

 Turtle Knew This Was a Bad Idea. Following an 2000 year old Nightwing animus that can read minds and forecast the future just to keep an eye on his sister and to maybe save the world. Turtle always imagined saving the world from evil villains and being a hero. He imagined being the hero in his mother's stories, fighting of bad-guys and protecting the Seawing Summer and Deep Palace, but that never happened. Now he was leaving Jade Mountain, for the second time, and heading towards the rainforest. He clutched his sack around his neck tightly - the sack that contained his animus touched objects including his stick that hid him from Darkstalker. Darkstalker's enormous, black, star splattered wings created wingbeats as loud as 50 blue whales snoring at the same time; which is very deafening. While Turtle was cautiously following the Nightwing at his own risk, Anemone was zipping and zapping - somersaulting and backflipping along side Darkstalker. It was obvious to see that she was showing off. Turtle nearly chuckled. The green Seawing prince had not flown so much in ages, causing him to have to use his animus touched stone on his sore wing muscles multiple times. 

After three tiring, sore and extremely boring days of flying over grassy plains, Darkstalker had finally came to a stop midair. The huge Nightwing suddenly plummeted down into the thick canopy of leaves of the rainforest along with Anemone and the Nightwings from Jade Mountain Academy, leaving a huge hole in the leafy cover. Turtle followed them, diving down and down deeper into the beautiful scenery of the rainforest. Around him, there were leaves of all shades of green glistening in the sun, hundreds and thousands of brilliantly coloured flowers swarmed the greenery of the rainforest. Down below, around 84 Nightwings were all huddled together in a empty section of the rainforest, ruining the beautiful colour scheme of the beautiful scene with a giant, black blob. On a thick branch, overlooking the Nightwing pile, was Queen Glory of the Rainwing and Nightwings. Her scales were a bright pink with dark purple dots, her underbelly was splotched with an outstanding yellow over vivid pink. Upon Glory's head was a perfectly woven sky-blue flower crown, hand crafted by the queen herself. She gave a friendly wave at Turtle but before he could wave back, Darkstalker settled down besides Glory blocking Turtle from the queens view. 

"Ahh," said Darkstalker after a long, awkward silence. "Don't you just love the smell of the rainforest?" "Uhh," started Moon. "Have you ever actually been in the rainforest?" "Nope," Darkstalker replied, ripping apart a leaf he yanked off the tree above him. Below Darkstalker, the Nightwings started to panic and shudder at the sight of the 2000 year old dragon. Turtle flapped down onto a branch opposite to Darkstalker and sat on in, the first rest he had has in days. It snapped. Turtle started flapping franticly as he fell, barley catching himself before he collided with the ground. Moon barely held in her chuckle while Anemone burst out laughing, nearly falling off the branch she was on. "What's so funny," asked Darkstalker, turning his head to face Anemone. "Was it the branch that randomly snapped?" "No it was Tur-." "Anyways," Darkstalker interrupted, waving one talon at Anemone. "Hello, fellow Nightwings. I am Darkstalker, nice to meet you." Darkstalker held out his hand as if someone was going to shake it. 5 of the Nightwings fainted. Darkstalker frowned, mumbling something under his breath. To Turtle, it sounded something like 'What a great start to waking over my hive'. Turtle thought he probably misheard him. "Nightwings, Nightwings," said Darkstalker, slowly closing his eyes then opening them after he finished his sentence. "There is no need to be afraid of me, I've changed. All the rumours you've heard of me are false." He put one hand to his chest. "Trust me." Another Nightwing fainted.

Quickwrite - Story Starters: Have you ever...

 "Have you ever hugged a dragon with fire scales?" "Uhh, yes," replied Clay, confused. "Why?" "I'm trying to figure out something that none of you have done," explained Qibli, gesturing with his talons towards the dragonets of Destiny and the rest of his winglet. "Ooo! That sounds fun!" Kinkajou started clapping her hands together. "Ok. Umm," started Qibli, scratching his head with one claw. "Has anyone killed their own father?" After saying this, Qibli thought that he had already won. "Yup," said Tsunami. "Wow. When you said that it came out waaay too happy sounding," joked Qibli, hiding his smirk. "Get on with the round already," grumped Winter, raising his voice higher then he intended. "Ok, ok," muttered Qibli, clapping his talons together. "Well, umm... Has anyone accidentally summoned a absolutely humongous, mind reading, future telling, animus Nightwing that was totally kinda evil?" "Oh you just had to," said Peril, rolling her eyes.

Everyone except Winter and Peril started laughing. Peril sighed, watching the rock in her palm steam and smoke. "Alright," Qibli started. "Has anyone-" "STOP! That's enough," Winter shouted, slamming his fist onto the floor. "I think it's my turn to do one." He looked around the room at his winglet and the Dragonets of Destiny, his tall, thin ice spikes on his neck clanking against each other. "Has anyone been sold by their own mother?" "I have," said Clay, jumping up. "Winter-" Qibli choked. "Has anyone been unloved for their whole dragonet-hood?" Winter please-" Qibli drooped down onto the floor at Winter's talons. "Has anyone-" "STOP! Please stop," sobbed
Sunny. "Winter, stop being so horrible!" Winter snorted, clear ice shards puffing out of his nose.

Kinkajou stared blankly at the dragons surrounding her. "Okaaaay... Anyways, can I do one?" Kinkajou started jumping like crazy. "I think she should have a turn too," agreed Turtle, pointing at Kinkajou. "YAY!!" She stopped jumping off the walls, stopped at Turtle's talons and started panting while still smiling. "Ummm... " Kinkajou started curling her tail around one claw. "I got one! I got one," she shouted, jumping up and down again. "Spit it out then, " spat Tsunami. "It is- it was- I forgot." Kinkajou started waving her hands around franticly. Tsunami sighed and Winter frowned towards the brightly coloured Rainwing dragonet. The dragons started to head towards the exit murmuring to each other. "WAIT!!" Kinkajou yelled as loud as she could which surprised most of the dragons, stopping them in their tracks. "I've got it! Has anyone kissed another dragon?" "Ewwwwww," said all of the dragons at once, Turtle and Qibli laughing at each other as they pretend to throw up. Winter shot a this-is-why-you-don't-let-her-do-stuff glare at Turtle.

Quickwrite - Story Starters: There was Smoke Everywhere...

 There was smoke everywhere. Tsunami mightn't of been at the Seawing Summer Palace for long, but she knows somethings up. The smell of ash woffed in the dragonets faces as they exited the prisons, although Tsunami thought she saw something red flash by above the canopy... "Seawings! Mother! Look out, we're under attack!!" Suddenly, a flaming log shot through the roof, causing the leaves to burst into flames. As the leaves burnt away, Skywings became visible. The flame-coloured dragons shot into the Summer Palace, blasting fire-balls at any dragon who interferes.

"W-what's happening," squeaked Sunny, curling into a small ball on the smooth, rock floor. "We're under attack by Skywings, duhh." "Glory," sighed Tsunami. "Now is NOT the time to be sarcastic." Shark and six other Seawing soldiers darted up towards the Skywings, holding spears in one hand and letting the other shake with fear. Seawings pushed and shoved each other around to escape the commotion through the entrance, underwater. "We can't escape," cried a seaweed-green dragon with a sobbing new-born dragonet in her grasp. "There are too many of us trying to get out at once!" As the fire finished off the canopy, it started to lick at the stone walls. "How are we going to get out," asked Clay. "I know a way," Tsunami replied, hiding her fear. "The underwater exit is swarmed with too many dragons though," spat Glory, thinking she outsmarted Tsunami for once. "No, another way." "What do you mean, Tsunami," questioned Sunny. "We have to," started Tsunami. "We have to go through the Skywings."

"WE CAN'T GO THROUGH THE SKYWINGS," panicked Starflight. "THEY'LL KILL US!" "Not unless we dash past them!" "Tsunami," sighed Glory. "Your crazy."Tsunami suddenly grabbed Starflights arm. "C'mon Starflight, you and me." "WHA-" Tsunami had already shot into the sky with Starflight screaming behind her. "Rrrr," growled Glory as she flew up to catch up to Tsunami. Soon, Sunny, Clay, Glory, Webs, Tsunami and Starflight were flying through waves of Skywings, red and orange claws slashing at them. "Your not getting away that easily," called Blister grinning. Suddenly, princess Blister yanked Webs from out of the sky and thrust her barbed tail towards him. Fortunately, she missed his heart and instead, stabbed his swamp green tail. "Arrggh," screeched Webs, flying as fast as his wings could take him, puffing heavily. "Webs!" Sunny shot out of the sky to help her old guardian. Just as Sunny helped Webs catch up to the others, Tsunami dove out of the sky, like a spear slicing the sky apart, and pinned Blister to the ground. She slashed at the Sandwing's under-belly and then flew back towards the others, hoping Blister's barbed tail wouldn't come near her scales. As the sun set and the three moons rose, the six dragons flew for miles, hoping to find land to rest for the night.

Quickwrite - Story Starters: A-ha! Sunny Finally Found What she had been Looking for

 A-ha! Sunny finally found what she had been looking for. A bright green cactus stood right in front of her, its black spikes reflecting the sunlight. After visiting Blaze of the Sandwings near the Ice kingdom, the Dragonets of Destiny (including Sunny) had been trying to sought out a cactus to bring back to their - used to be - guardian, for he had been stabbed by princess Blister at the Seawing summer palace. Sunny had asked Blaze how to cure Sandwing venom, Blaze was confused about this because Sunny didn't even have a poisonous barbed tail like most Sandwings but she still answered with cactus juice. Sunny started to tug on the cactus, the sharp spikes stabbing at her hands like dragon talons.

"Don't try and bring the whole cactus, just snap one of those arm-thingies off," chuckled Tsunami, pointing at the small cactus growing off the big one. "That's what I'm - ouch, trying to do," Sunny replied, starting to cut the arm off with one of her claws, turning green-y from the cactus juice spurting out of the wound. The cactus finally broke off and the force caused Sunny to fall onto her back, leaving a little pit in the sand. She placed the cactus down and climbed to her feet, brushing sand off of her wings. Tsunami picked up the cactus stub in her talons, wincing as it pricked her palms. "Oh my goodness," shrieked Starflight. "We're trapped! Trapped in the Kingdom of Sand! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!" Starflight pathetically flapped around like a seagull with its head bitten off, flinging sand in all directions.

"Shut up," Glory chuckled, grabbing a handful of sand and throwing it at the chickened-out Nightwing. It hit him on the chest, sand getting stuck between his black scales making him look like a night sky. "Don't worry," called Clay. "The tunnel is still here, it's just covered in sand." "Oh yeah," said Sunny. "I can still see the cactus ring circling the exit." Clay started to dig and sure enough, the tunnel came into sight, Its mouth yawning in front of them. Starflight sighed in relief as Sunny nudged him, a smile spreading across his face. As they started into the dark tunnel, the warmth of the desert faded and the cold rainforest air surrounded them. Sunny stepped onto the damp, rainforest floor mud squelching between her talons. She missed the desert already. "Did you see that in the distance," asked Glory, pointing back at the tunnel."See what,"replied Starflight, scratching his head with one claw. "I saw it." "Me too Clay," said Sunny smiling. "I think." Clay chuckled. "I think," started Glory. "That it was Burn's stronghold...

Quick-Write; Story Starter: Starflight picked up the clue...

  If you were wondering why the title was so long or the "Starflight picked up the clue" part, here is a little exclamation about what I'm doing. We got to choose a story starter to write a quick story, so I chose the story starter, "Starflight picked up the clue". We got to choose what the story was about so mine was 100% about dragons again for the 3rd time.  Here is my quick-ish story down below, I hope you like it. 

Starflight picked up the clue, well, scent really. "Can you smell something? It looks like you can," Glory said, making faces to try and keep her voice calm. "Yes, yes I can. Something... decaying." Mangrove turned a pale green, representing fear. "I'm sure it's not Orchid," Glory explained in a soothing, calm way. Glory whispered, "right Starflight?" "I can't tell." Glory turned a pale red and stamped on Starflight's tail, as black as night, with her front talon. "Ouch! I said I couldn't tell!" Glory gave him a "are you serious" look. "so, uhh, Mangrove, me and Starflight will, ummmmmmm... go and see what has died," Glory added quickly. "Yeah, you wait here. ok?" Mangrove thought for a moment - a loooong moment then finally nodded his head in agreement. "Ok, don't be long. Tell me if you see Orchid!" Mangrove called after them. Glory and Starflight had already started to follow the scent towards a small lake with a waterfall crashing behind it, sending sprays of water towards the two dragons. As they got closer and closer, the smell got worse and worse.

"Ahhh!" Starflight screeched in shock of standing on something squishy. "W-w-what is it?" replied Glory; turning her scales back to their original colour instead of pale green. "Oh, it is just a sloth, you are a silly little black dragon," chuckled Glory. Starflight shot a frown in her direction. "I am NOT little, I am exactly 13 talons and 42 inches," corrected Starflight in his "know it all" voice. Glory rolled her eyes. "Aaaaaanyways, lets focus on the dead sloth instead of how short you are. Starflight snorted a plume of smoke out of his snout in half-agrement. "Look at it's leg," started Glory, "it has a wound spewing with greeny-goey, pussy stuff," she pointed out. Starflight thought he was going to be sick, his face turning a slight green.

"What do you think killed it?" Asked Glory. "I don't know of any wing that has venom besides Rainwings, besides, Rainwing venom bubbles and sizzles when it comes in contact with a living object," assumed Starflight. Glory hadn't listened to half of Starflights exclamation; she had been focused on a strange boulder. "Hey Starflight, look at that boulder over there. It just doesn't feel... right," said Glory, studying the strange rock. Starflight gave her a confused look. "It looks fine to me," disagreed Starflight. "I'm just going to go check it out,ok?" "Ok. Call me if it is interesting which I highly doubt!" called Starflight. Glory started to creep over towards the boulder, keeping an eye out for suspicious dragons lurking around. *Gasp!* "STARFLIGHT! Quick, come over here!" yelled Glory. Starflight's heart leaped out of his chest. He came running towards Glory at full speed, which is unusual for Starflight, knocking leaves aside. "Look," called Glory, pointing at the rock. Starflight gazed into the rock, Glory was right. In the boulder was a deep, dark tunnel with purple and blue vines leaking out of it. It was horrible, like someone had ripped a hole in the earth. "I know what this is,' started Starflight. "It was created by an animus dragon, an animus besides Anemone.