M's life is interesting to say the least. She carries the blood of all ten dragon tribes as do her ten siblings, but she's the only one so obviously affected by it. Her mismatched wings keep her from flying and frighten other dragonets away. A huge threat is looming and M is pulled into the mess of it all. She and her siblings set out to stop the threat and protect their lives.
"They're hatching! They're hatching! All eleven of them! Frogpool, get down here!" Dustlily screeched.
Frogpool called back, "What is it, Dustlily?"
"It's the eggs. They're hatching!" Dustlily cried.
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!"
The sound of the eggs hatching filled the cave.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Grbl. Grbl. Grbl.