Moon rising/ prologue
The birds sang, something snuffled through the grass. A baby iced colored dragon appeared. “Ma? Stop hiding!” There was no scent of another dragon, was the dragon just good at hiding it’s scent? “MA! I SAID STOP HIDING!” there was actually no other dragon. The baby’s helpless calls didn’t bring anything but attention to predators. A moon wolf slashed the ice baby dragons wing, making it helpless. “Kai!”