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[Pictured above is that of SkyWing General Sparrow and ex-captain Searing engaged in sparring with swords. They are highlighted by a lightning storm that rages around them.] (SFAU)

-Annual report recorded by SkyWing scribe, Secretary, to superior, Scalding, approx. 15 years after the War of SandWing Succession began-

"This war has afflicted the tribes of Pyyrhia in way no other disaster has. Every of them raked to their core fighting for the SandWings and their royal squabbles.

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The MudWings are nearly extinct. The IceWings sealed themselves behind their borders. The SeaWings have all turned to high-seas crime and piracy. The NightWings are only alive because they've enslaved most of the RainWings. (I hear their labor is used for making that awful thick and oily armor they wear) The SandWings themselves are all starving. I wonder what guilt they feel for the war they started? Any at all? The princesses better be sorry at least. I'm happy one is already dead.

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The SkyWings survive. Not that we dont have our own problems though. The Queen has gone absolutely mad with gladiatorial gluttony. Drunk on violence. Her generals, Sparrow, Vermillion, Bloodstone, and Peregrine have taken over in her mental absence, it seems. The rest of us train. We protect our border and fight with vicious vigor. Iron sharpens iron. Flame adds to flame. We spar to keep us in practice in the event we are attacked from a force on the outside, or within. We'll be ready nontheless. The SkyWings will not fall to this war. Not to anyone. Not even to ourselves."

-end of report-

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Introducing you all to Caribou and Moose, an IceWing and a RainWing dragonet native to the SFAU, and two of my most popularly requested characters since their inception.

In this alternate version of Pyyrhia, Queen Scarlet has more than just her gladiator arena to satiate her need for controlled violence. Luckily, an island miles to the north of the Sky Kingdom, ringed in a mile of boiling water on all shores, served to be her new favorite place to pass the time.

The island, called Menagerie, became Scarlet's preferred POW camp. Her prisoners are brought in with their wing membranes shorn in half, or "clipped" so no dragons can fly away. It serves as an illustrious hunting playground for the SkyWing elite, as their flightless prey are still full of spunk and more fun to chase down.

It was here that Caribou, a second-circle military commander for the IceWings, was dumped- and subsequently where she met two fangless RainWings, who had lived on the island so long, they had a dragonet together. When the two caught wind that Caribou was attempting escape, they begged her on talons and knees to take their son with her. Reluctant, and wary of dragonets in general, Caribou begrudgingly agreed.

If you like these two and my other SFAU content so far, I recommend visiting my Instagram profile (@mozziu_s) to see all of the posts in their original glory, and to be immersed in the stories they tell. Thank you for lending me your eyes here, enjoy!

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The storms had been raging for days. Granted, they do every year during the rainy season, but this storm was particularly nasty, Recluse could feel it in the walls of the tunnels.

Even far under the grassy plains, Recluse felt his carefully reinforced walls might collapse if the thunder rumbled harder. He had been pacing along the miles of tunnel for hours, inspecting his work and his webs in near darkness.

Overhead, thunder rolled once more. Dust trickled from the ceiling in a soft spiral, and Recluse sneezed it away. He thought he felt threads in his webs move. Plucked by a large insect? Some prey? Maybe another dragon... That last thought sent a chill down the SilkWing's spine.

Nevertheless, he took a deep breath, willed his courage, and ascended the threads to the surface.

Recluse delicately made his way to the mouth of one of the tunnels. This one spat out somewhere by Dragonfly Bay, if he remembered correctly. The rain had been carried to some other part of Pantala, leaving a greenish-yellow dragon in its wake, who laid unconscious in the grass

Recluse's eyesight was hardly what it used to be, but he could never mistake seeing only one pair of wings. Lobed wings, that trembled like leaves in the wind. He had seen enough posters in Mantis Hive to know what one looked like, but he never thought he'd see a LeafWing like this up close.

Upon further inspection, it was injured, with one back leg twisted painfully underneath itself, and the wing on the same side bent at an odd angle too. It looked hopeless. Recluse had never felt sadder for a single creature before.

Off in the distance, Recluse caught sight of the lightning and rain that was being pushed their way. A cold wind blew over him, and he shivered in his scales. Cursing himself for his insanity and praying his talons were faster than the storm, Recluse spun a silk rope to fashion around the LeafWing's chest. He tied its talons together, and its snout closed for good measure; before shouldering his rope and dragging the LeafWing inside.

The familiar dark and quiet of the underground soothed Recluse's nerves, but he couldn't help but think, over and over as he descended into the tunnels... that this was a very bad idea.

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My darling sweet harmless angel man Mamba has a completed reference finally!! So excited. Isn't he gorgeous?

And a version here with his travelling cloak!

Mamba lives in my own AU of Wings of Fire in which one of the consequences is that the rainforest is currently occupied by NightWings, who have enslaved two thirds of all RainWings to keep as servants or give away as fancy trophies.

RainWing fangs are usually uncomfortably removed to prevent them using their venom on their captors, but Mamba's NightWing housemates decided he wasn't dangerous enough to out through the trouble. He is completely nonvenomous, so there's hardly a point to pulling teeth.

Let me know if you are interested in more about the AU!