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The black and silver dragon leaped up onto a pillar as her mother watched her from the gardens. ``Mother, pass me a Mango?`` She asked her mother as she walked by the Mango tree. Her mother nodded in response and threw a mango at her, she grabbed it in her mouth a swallowed it.

The young dragon hissed in pain as she opened her eyes and looked up at the blinding sun. Sleeping on the top canopy of the rainforest was not the best choice, but the other dragonets were had all occupied the lowest suntime spots.
The dragonet felt her stomach growl. As she stood up, her red and pink scales flashed yellow, then green in as she attempted to steady herself on the branches she stood upon.
Then the morning instilled peace of the rainforest was broken as she heard a tired voice calling her name. "Hibiscus!"
She groaned. "Mother."

Bump!

Mirage looked up at the blistering sun. Possibility was full of canopied roofs and rooftop bazaars, so a moment of sunshine like this was rare. She tilted her head back and yawned. It was early morning, and she was still tired. She browsed through the bazaar, looking for something to sate her appetite. It was rare that there was wild food around here, most of the time you had to buy it. She slipped into a darker alley. This was where she truly shined. As a thief. She gave a quick once-over of her surroundings and walked through until she came to a covered tent, her residence. Her title as the Queen of Thieves was well earned and she was respected throughout the underworld of thieves and petty criminals as a hardworking dragon. She stepped in, walking past dragons sleeping on red carpets. She had opened her home up to many homeless thieves, and they repaid her with their loyalty. Her lieutenant, Kalahari, looked up as she walked in. "Lizard?" Mirage scoffed. "You know as well as I do I like my food raw, and I like to catch it myself." Kalahari grinned. "It was worth a try." Mirage settled on a raised platform covered in stolen pillows, rugs and carpets. She wrapped a bandana around her neck and settled in to sleep. "Wake me if anything important happens." Kalahari nodded duly. "Will do."

Mirage woke up from her nap, spreading her wings wide and yawning. "Nothing important happened?" Kalahari giggled. "You're so action-hungry. No, nothing important happened. Sleep is important." Mirage rolled her eyes. Sleep was boring. She sat up on her throne of stolen rugs, carpets and other bits of fabric. "I'm craving lizard. I'll be back." She curled her tail up behind her and picked her way between sleeping dragons. "Be careful, the Possibility police are being even more cautious now, the Queen's coming soon to do an evaluation." Mirage wrinkled her nose. The Queen was always snooping around. She pushed away a flap of sky blue fabric that was the door and was staring into the face of a guard. She stepped back almost instinctively. "Hello. What brings you to my residence?" The guard looked down at her. She could hear Kalahari getting everyone as quietly as possible into the basement, which was nearly impossible to find the entrance to, and her guards, yes she had those, were trying hard to get all the stolen loot into hiding, so she stalled. "I have reason to believe a thief is hiding here." Mirage feigned confusion. "Really? I think I would have known if a thief carrying stolen materials came into my house! What tribe was this rogue thief from?" The guard sighed. "He was a MudWing." Mirage wracked her brain for MudWings that were residing here. Oh. It was probably Silt. He was always here. Hearing her guards finishing, she gestured into her house. "Feel free to search. Inside is my friend, Kalahari, and my hired guards." She opened the flap and let him in.

She decided to go see Mirage. She hadn't seen her in a while, she knew she was a thief but she was very kind when you got to know her.

As she arrived in the desert she landed in front of the cavern where her town sat. As the guards raised their spears she growled, ``You idiots, it's me, Truthteller!``

They lowered their spears and let her pass without a word. She picked up a pretty vintage petal from a necklace of golden flowers. She dropped it and continued to Mirage.

*Nightfang*

I slowly approach a nice looking cave. It is awfully close to the Nightwings, but it is much better than the large tree I was using before, plus I burned down that tree by mistake and caves don't burn so I should be safe here. The entrance is small and almost hidden from view, and it is a tight squeeze for me but I manage quite well and quickly enter my new home. The cave is quite a nice size, and the fire along my spine lights it up nicely. I hope the tyrant king never finds this place, or anyone else since everyone seems to hate me for what I did in the past.

"I just want a friend" I mutter to myself. I am no longer a bad dragon, and I wish they would understand that. With a sigh I curl up in my new cave and sleep, small puffs of dark blue smoke drifting out of my nose and/or mouth every so often.

``Mirage?`` She called in a melodic voice. ``Where are you for the four moons sake!`` She grumbled.
She stood on a pillar of sandstone, waiting quietly for her response.

Mirage shooed the guard out of her house and heard Truthteller calling her. "Kalahari, Mojave, Gobi! Get everyone back out will you!" She stepped out the door and was looking into Truthtellers face. "Come in. We just had a guard come in." She poked her head in the door and yelled, "Silt, this was all your fault." His reply came back fast. "Ill make sure to note that next time!" Mirage gave Truthteller a grin. "Come on in!"

``Thank you, I see you have some new vintage treasures.`` She rumbled. ``Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to go hunt with me since I have no siblings and you're my closest friend.
She stretched and sat on the comfy floor.