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Memories raced through his mind;

There he was, peering through the dew-covered grasses at midnight. The field was softly illuminated by moonlight, he was to wait until a cloud covered the moon before he struck. Ah, closer, just a little closer! The ground around him faded to black, he looked up, and the moon was gone. He lept over the tall bushes and into the pebble-covered space. There were four of them, big, black, frightening and covered in one of their victim's blood. Under the gaze of their smiling eyes, was a little emerald dragon, almost as dark as they, but far too young to experience such things."Mama," He called helplessly, he wanted to run but he couldn't. His feet were glued to the ground, one could see the fear in his once innocent eyes. "Here is your mother." One of the monsters said, beckoning a smaller, and more feminine dragon. She, too, did not fit in; she was likely another slave. "Leave the hatchling alone!" She shrieked, "Quiet." Another dragon hushed her. He threateningly raised his enormous barbed tail, she slinked back and held her mouth closed.
 
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the hatching is him?

No, he was waiting to strike and save it, the hatchling is being guarded by the black dragons.
 
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the hatching is him?

No, he was waiting to strike and save it, the hatchling is being guarded by the black dragons.

ahh, the evil black dragons dun dun dun, do they still live around SparkClan?
 
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Then he boldly jumped into the scene, fangs hanging over his lower lip and his snout pulled back in a snarl. The black dragons rose, the hatchling had his chance, "Run!" Goran called to he and the slave 'mother', the black dragons spun around to face Goran, then around again to find that their hostages were running away. "Not so fast." One of them said in a low, gruff voice, and he extended his arm to effortlessly catch them. Gareth was far away by now, but the dragons successfully captured the slave. "Confine her!" The leader demanded, his clanmates dragging her limp arms back to the den from which she came, rolling two boulders in front so that she couldn't get out on her own. She looked through the small hole they called the 'window', and watched the battle.
 
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Then he boldly jumped into the scene, fangs hanging over his lower lip and his snout pulled back in a snarl. The black dragons rose, the hatchling had his chance, "Run!" Goran called to he and the slave 'mother', the black dragons spun around to face Goran, then around again to find that their hostages were running away. "Not so fast." One of them said in a low, gruff voice, and he extended his arm to effortlessly catch them. Gareth was far away by now, but the dragons successfully captured the slave. "Confine her!" The leader demanded, his clanmates dragging her limp arms back to the den from which she came, rolling two boulders in front so that she couldn't get out on her own. She looked through the small hole they called the 'window', and watched the battle.

poor Gareth
 

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