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An old memory. He doesn’t remember much, only to know that the dragons carrying him were not Hivewing. It made sense since he hadn’t hatched yet.
“What do we do with it? We can’t just leave it out in the open, someone will step on it or break it.”
“We can take care of it!”
“I think we should report this hivewing egg to the lady. We’ll get in a lot of trouble if we don’t.”
“What’s the worst that could happen? How could they punish us for being good dragons and raising one of their own? Besides, we’ll get in trouble no matter what we do in this situation.”
“I suppose you’re right, I always did want to raise a dragon anyway. I’m just a little nervous.”
The memory faded into another. He was a few months old, there were silkwings being escorted away. One of the guards came over to him.
“You’re safe now little one. You should go back home to your parents.”
He couldn’t answer, not well at least.
“Mother.. father..” He was crying watching them leave. They did nothing wrong. He knew that at least, right? The guard clearly looked confused as he tried to follow them. The guard promptly picked him up. It wasn’t as comforting as “his” parents, but at least the guard was somewhat trying. He knew the dragons that left couldn’t be his real parents, but he still missed them all the same. The guard was speaking softer now to try to make home feel more comfortable.
“What’s your name little one?”
“Swallowtail.”
“Don’t worry Swallowtail, we’ll find them..” The guard never did.
“Hivewing… Hivewing!”
The memory faded from his vision and he was once again staring into his silk blindfold. That last voice made him snap back to attention, harsh tone like how most hivewings spoke to him normally, but it had some sort of concerned undertone. Either way, it was nicer than what he’s heard before.
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???: huh, what?
Maple: ah, good. What’s your name?
*the Hivewing looked very nervous, he was shaking a little from fear*
Maple: are you alright? *it sounded a little less annoyed than while the Hivewing was daydreaming. More concerned.*
Autumn: he’s nervous sometimes.
???: erm, Swallowtail.. that’s my name. *instinctively cringing at the sound of his own name, like it was conditioned into him.*
Maple: Swallowtail.. are you sure you’re alright? *now sounding genuinely concerned*
Swallowtail: yeah, I guess. *he continued walking, Maple looked at Jade and Autumn in confusion, Jade gave her the same look*