Wanted Dead or a Wild

Dragon Hatch

A soft crack echoed through the air as the first sign of life stirred within the egg. The Eager Beaversshell, once firm and unyielding, now began to fracture, revealing glimpses of something extraordinary hidden inside. Slowly, with each delicate crack, a pair of glowing eyes emerged, shimmering with the intensity of molten lava. The dragon was ready to greet the world.

With a final, powerful crack, the egg broke open completely, revealing the creature in all its glory. Its scales shimmered in hues of gold and crimson, reflecting the light in a way that made it seem as if fire itself was alive in its veins. Its wings, small but strong, unfurled like a tapestry of flame.

The hatchling let out a gentle roar, its first breath of life, signaling its arrival. It was a moment of pure wonder, a new beginning for both the dragon and the world around it. The forest surrounding the nest seemed to hold its breath, waiting for what was to come next. As the dragon stood tall, its gaze locked onto the horizon—its journey was just beginning.

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