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The smell of burnt wood and flesh filled the MudWing’s nose, and he scrunched it up in disgust. The fact that it was night and too dark to see clearly didn’t make anything better as he and Glory flew over the remains of what looked like a battle between IceWings, MudWings, and SandWings.

The ground was littered with destruction. Charred trees lay in twisted heaps, while ashy earth piled up like small hills. Even the river below seemed stained with blood, its water running a deep crimson instead of its usual clear flow.

The brown dragon let out a sigh.

‘That must have been intense,’ he thought. He was relieved that the two of them hadn’t reached the battlefield during its climax—otherwise, they might have been caught in the crossfire.

He turned to his right, where Glory, the RainWing, flew alongside him. Her gaze was fixed on the ground, her expression etched with concern as she surveyed the remnants of the battle. She seemed deep in thought.

Clay couldn’t blame her. It wasn’t every day you saw something like this.

After a while, he broke the silence. "You think... my parents would welcome me back into their lives?"

At first, Glory didn’t seem to hear him, her focus still locked on the scarred earth below. Then, she snapped out of her daze and turned to him with a confused look.

"Did you say something?" she asked.

"N-Never mind. I was just thinking out loud," Clay replied meekly.

Glory shrugged and turned her gaze back to the ground. "Well, you better focus, you big dummy," she said, rolling her eyes before her tone grew serious. "Remember, we have all night to look for your parents and maybe ask for their help with our situation. Tsunami and Sunny are hiding behind the waterfall, so they should be safe. But we can’t idle for too long—those SkyWings are still out there searching for us. Got it?"

Clay nodded firmly, refocusing himself as they flew toward the outskirts of the Mud Kingdom.

—

‘So this is my home…’ Clay thought as he and Glory soared over the muddy swamps and past dragons patrolling the skies.

It was his first time seeing the Mud Kingdom, and it looked just as he had imagined: swampy, muddy, and teeming with thick vegetation. But there was something different about this place—something... alluring.

He couldn’t pinpoint it. Was it the air? The mud? Or was it simply the fact that he was finally seeing his real home, a place so unlike the cave where Kestrel used to beat him mercilessly during training?

The feeling nagged at him, crawling up his spine like an unseen insect. His body felt hotter for some reason, yet he wasn’t sweating. Was he sick?

‘No, I’m not sick,’ Clay told himself, shaking his head.

Beside him, Glory gave him a confused glance. "You okay there, Clay?"

"Y-Yeah, it’s nothing," he stammered.

She looked like she wanted to say something else, but instead, she shook her head and turned forward. "We’re about to enter the inner part of the settlement. Let’s stick together and keep our wits about us, okay?"

Seeing the nervous look on Clay’s face, she added with a reassuring smile, "Hey, we’ll find your parents. Don’t worry about it. If the worst comes to worst, we’ll just have to ask for their help."

Clay nodded and turned his attention ahead. "Okay."

After a while, they landed on a rocky patch at the edge of the settlement.

Hidden behind some nearby trees, Clay gazed in awe at the sight before him. The Mud Kingdom sprawled out in front of him, alive with beauty. Large bald cypress trees dominated the landscape, their roots tangled in the murky swamps. Fireflies drifted lazily through the air, their light giving the scene a strange, enchanting glow.

‘It’s beautiful,’ Clay thought, feeling overwhelmed.

"Strange… I thought there’d be more MudWings around," Glory said aloud, snapping Clay out of his reverie.

Clay blinked and looked again. She was right. Despite the full moon shining brightly above, they had only seen a handful of guards patrolling the skies. The ground below was eerily empty. No dragons roamed the swamps or pathways—only the occasional lizard or rodent scurried through the mud.

‘Where is everybody?’

Glory frowned and looked up at the moon. "Maybe we should leave for now. Come back when things are more… normal? Something feels off tonight." Her tone grew tense as she scanned their surroundings as if expecting an enemy to leap out at any moment. Or maybe the mud clinging to her scales was just starting to annoy her.

"But…" Clay turned back to the settlement, his heart sinking. They were so close—he couldn’t just give up now. His parents could be just around the corner.

Glory gave him a deadpan look. "Clay, we have all night to find your parents. We can try again tomorrow. But right now, we need to leave before something bad happens."

"I’m sorry, Glory," Clay said softly, turning to her with pleading eyes. "I really want to see my parents."

Glory groaned in defeat. After staring at him for a moment, she let out a very long droned out sigh. "Ughhhh… Fine. But let’s make it quick! I don’t like the atmosphere here one bit."

"Thank you, Glory!" Clay beamed at her, then turned to search for a way in.

Glory shook her head, a worried expression crossing her face as she followed him. ‘Hopefully we don’t run into trouble,’ she thought.

—

The MudWing spotted a narrow, muddy path entwined with the giant tree’s roots and other vegetation leading towards a clearing where various activities were held. "This way," he said, starting down the trail.

His female companion sighed, trailing behind him as they crept forward.

So far, the two had only seen a few dragons along the way—none of them seemed particularly dangerous. If anything, they seemed like they were in a hurry to get somewhere.

The huts which were made of reeds and other tree branches which they assumed to be their homes were boarded up the moment they saw three MudWings, two males and one female go inside for some reason, followed quickly by muffled voices and groans escaping through the thick wet woods that were used to construct them.

Clay was curious as to why they were making those noises, but he was immediately stopped by Glory who told him that they couldn't waste any more time searching for his parents and that they should leave soon.

He reluctantly nodded, following her lead.

When they were about to reach the middle of the settlement, heavy moans, groans, and some growls assaulted their ears.

The two looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

As they crept further down the path, they eventually came across a massive clearing.

Clay felt his heart skip a beat. A large gathering of dragons were present, all MudWings.

Although, there was something weird with how they were acting. Looking around, the oblivious MudWing didn't know that they had stumbled into the middle of an ongoing breeding night.

They watched in silence as the dragons before them engaged in a salacious exchange of bodily pleasures, either in pairs, trios, or even more, while others sat and watched while masturbating.

Clay couldn't take his eyes off them. Something inside himself compelled him to keep watching. His body felt hotter. He could feel his blood rush down to his nether region and harden his shaft.

"Uh... Clay?" Glory asked.

The MudWing didn't respond as he was still focused on the sight before him.

"Clay!" Glory repeated, this time placing her talon on the male dragon's shoulder which snapped him out of his trance.

"Wha—What is it?" He asked, slightly startled.

Glory frowned. "We have to leave. Now!" It took all of her willpower to not change the colour of her scales to pink-red and orange as that would jeopardize their cover. The suddenness of it all made her flustered, however, she managed to keep herself composed.

Clay looked at her confusedly before turning his attention back to the orgy.

Seeing his attention shift from her to the orgy, Glory grabbed him by the tail and pulled him back to the path where they came from. "C'mon, let's get out of here before someone notices us!" She whispered to him in a hushed tone.

Before they could leave though, a voice interrupted them.

"Oh my~ Now where are you two cuties going~?" The voice was masculine and booming.

Clay and Glory turned to see a large MudWing male walking towards them. His muscular form towered over them, his broad chest covered in scars from old battles. He smiled warmly, revealing sharp teeth.

"We're... umm," The smaller MudWing couldn’t find the words as the heavy scent of sex began to scramble his mind.

The larger dragon chuckled and took another step toward them, sniffing the air as he did so.

"Hmmm~ Seems like you two are greenhorns~ Are you?" He asked.

Clay blinked. "N-No, we aren't."

"We're just passing through," Glory added quickly.

"Aww, c'mon, don't be shy~" The MudWing purred, moving closer to Clay and Glory. "I can be very gentle~"

He made a show of turning to the side, showing the two small dragons his two hanging, horse-like cocks that were thick and long, dripping with precum as he licked his lips with anticipation.

"Ummm..." Clay wasn't sure what to say. He could feel his cheeks burning as he stared at the dragon's massive manhood. He had never seen something so big before—it was easily twice the size of his own, which was already impressive enough.

He gulped, feeling a bit inferior to him.

Glory stepped in front of him protectively, glaring at the larger dragon.

"Sorry, but no thanks." She then wrapped a wing on Clay, which only covered a portion of his back with how small she was.

"We're already reserved by someone else. We're looking for a couple who's red egg has been stolen."

"Ah, is that so?" The MudWing receded, still staring down at them. "Strange, I never heard of any couples having their eggs stolen though. Is there anything I could do to help?" His eyes had a certain glint to them, probably thinking of what he could do to that certain couple.

"Sure you could." Glory muttered sarcastically.

She was then bumped in the shoulder by Clay, who was trying to remind her to not make any rash decisions, which made her roll her eyes.

The larger dragon watched them bicker for a moment, amused. "You two look cute together." He laughed. "Anyway, could you be more specific about your questions? Like the names of those dragons you are talking about?"

Clay and Glory paused their argument and turned to look at him.

"Y-Yeah... Um, we don't know?" The smaller MudWing said in an unsure manner which made the larger dragon raise his eye ridge in confusion.

Thankfully, the RainWing immediately interjected, putting up a brave front as she made a gesture with her claws.

"We heard that a dragon named Asha had stolen a red egg from a MudWing couple."

"Oh! Asha!" Immediately, the larger dragon's eyes lit up and a smile graced his expression.

"She's one heck of a beauty that dragoness, and a good lay I might add~ However I can say for certain that there was no stealing involved."

The two dragonets looked at each other, confused before turning their attention back to the male dragon who continued with his tirade.

"Though, I do remember that her sister, Cattail, had a blood-red egg before. Can't say I know who happened to be her mate at that time or what happens next, but I believe she might be one of the dragons that you two are looking for."

'Cattail! That's my mother's name!' Clay thought excitedly as they finally found a lead on who they're meant to find.

"Is she alive? Do you know where we can find her?" Glory asked impatiently.

The dragon nodded. "Yep. She's right over there." He pointed to a direction further from the clearing. "If I recall, she and her troops usually bunk in the sleephouse. There are only four of them now, and they're never the same ever since Asha left."

"Thank you so much for your help." Clay bowed.

"No problem," He then smiled. "If you don't mind, perhaps I could tag along? I know you two aren't the types to share, but maybe with Cattail~"

Glory was about to lash out at the dragon, but was stopped by Clay as he quickly dragged her away from the larger MudWing.

"Sorry, but we'll have to decline the offer!" He yelled, waving goodbye before they disappeared down the path.

The MudWing shrugged, turning back to the orgy as he went off to find his own partners. "Suit yourselves~"

—

"Ugh, finally! I thought we'd never get away from that guy!" Glory exclaimed as they reached the sleephouse. "Who does he think he is, talking to us like that?!" The image of that dragon's two large dongs would probably haunt her dreams if they'd stayed with him any longer.

"You owe me a lot for this, Clay."

Clay scratched his head sheepishly. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that, Glory. I didn't know much about MudWing culture... or their social interactions." He smiled apologetically at her.

After a few seconds of clearing her mind, the dragoness sighed and shook her head. "It's fine. Let's just find your parents as soon as possible."

As they continued their search, Clay and Glory followed a path beneath the trees, where fewer dragons took notice of them—most were preoccupied with their partners, being frisky and enjoying themselves to the point where a bunch of squirting sounds echoed throughout the grove.

The pair did their best to remain inconspicuous, carefully avoiding any unwanted attention while at the same time, doing their best to avoid the sex that surrounded them.

"Urk, just why are they doing these… things out in the open? Aren’t they worried about being seen?" Glory whispered to herself while her MudWing companion blushed.

"Umm… Maybe it’s some kind of nightly event or something?" Clay offered.

His companion glared at him. "Clay, I swear to the moons above that if you try anything funny-"

"N-No! I wasn't going to do anything like that! I swear!" Clay waved his talons defensively, trying to calm down the RainWing.

She only sighed and shook her head, turning back to the task at hand.

As they walked further, they began to notice more isolated mounds. In the distance, a cluster of tall reeds surrounded a clearing, where a few dragons could be seen coming and going, drenched in something white and slimy while having a certain look etched on their faces that made the two young dragons feel... weird.

"... I'm not going in there." Glory stated like it's a fact. "I think I'm gonna lose it if I ever took a single step in. You go on ahead, I'll be here waiting."

Clay couldn't blame her. If the scent of sex and sweat that lingered in the air was enough to make his heart pulse fast with every heartbeat and the hot feeling in his loins flare, who knows what they would do to them once they set foot inside it?

"Just be careful okay? Don't get dragged into whatever thing they are doing in there." The RainWing warned before hiding in the woods, her scales blending in with the darkness and the mud.

The smaller MudWing nodded and walked towards where her mother was supposed to be, only to stop in his tracks when a group of female dragons left it, covered in the same white substance that he saw earlier.

He tried to hide from them, but it was too late. They already noticed him and began to approach him with flirty grins on their faces.

"Oh my, aren't you a cute little thing~" One of them said as she licked her lips.

"I'm sure he'd love to join us~" Another one giggled while the others purred in agreement.

'What's going on?' Clay thought as he backed away from the group of female dragons that surrounded him. He wasn't sure why, but being in such close proximity to these dragons made his heart beat faster.

"Ummm! Sorry but I have to meet Cattail!" He squeaked as one of the dragons pressed up against him, making a low rumble in her throat which vibrated against Clay's muddy scales.

"Oh? You mean that whore who's being gangbanged by those studs? Sure~ I suppose they could use more males to plug up her holes." One of the female dragons purred as she pressed her snout against his, her hot breath washing over his face.

"But then again~ Why settle for her when you could have fun with us~" She began nibbling his ear, whispering soft words and suggestive ideas into it which made the younger male squirm.

Clay shivered as he felt the female dragon's tongue sliding along his scales, teasing him. Her words sent shivers down his spine. It felt good. No, it felt amazing. But something told him that it was wrong.

The other female dragons began to circle him, their tails flicking around in excitement as they eyed him hungrily.

"So what do you say, cutie~?" Another one asked as she rubbed her side against him, pushing Clay towards another dragoness.

"Umm... I really need to speak with Cattail." The dragonet stuttered as he struggled to free himself from the dragoness that held him close. "P-Please let me go..."

The group of females paused for a moment before turning to each other, exchanging whispers and giggles.

"Oh fine~" One of the female dragons chuckled. "I suppose it would be wrong of us to keep such a cute dragon like you all to ourselves~"

"Cattail's a light brown dragoness being used by two giant studs. Trust me, you can't miss her~" The other female said as she nipped his ear one final time before pulling away.

"We'll leave you alone, but in exchange, you must promise that you'll come back to us~" She then winked at Clay before turning back towards her group, who gave him a seductive look before disappearing into a muddy grove.

Clay couldn't believe his luck as he watched them disappear into the distance.

'Did... Did that just happen?' He thought incredulously. He was still unsure if he heard them correctly.

'What are they going to do when I get back?' He wondered to himself as he shook himself off, trying to calm himself down.

He took a deep breath and headed towards the sleephouse again, hoping that it wouldn't be too late for him to meet up with Cattail.

As he pushed through the tall reeds, he was greeted to a sight similar to the ongoing orgy back at the center, only this time, the way they were doing it was... quite different.

Instead of fucking with one partner like how Clay saw in the clearing, they were doing it in multiple pairs.

Such as that one MudWing mounting a dragoness, thrusting his hips forward into her backside while another male mounted the female's maw and bucked relentlessly. The two didn't seem to care what happened to the female MudWing as they were bucking their hips in a frenzy.

Another MudWing male was laying on his back, with a pair of MudWings females licking and kissing each other atop him, their tongues lashing out at one another while he thrusted upward into the two with his two, large poles.

And finally, what seemed to be uncanny was the fact that there were even males doing these things with the same gender, at which he could clearly see the one bottoming were ejaculating their sperms on the ground while their flaccid cocks waved around frantically due to being fucked like female MudWings.

'Wow...' Clay couldn't help but think as he watched the various groups fuck each other, moans and growls filling the air as the smell of sex permeated everything around him. It was unlike anything he'd ever seen before—he could barely look away.

He felt light-headed, the heated atmosphere was getting to him as he was about to faint from the heat. But before he could do so, a loud moan snapped him back into reality.

"Oh yes~! That's it~! Fuck me harder, you brutes!" A certain light brown dragoness yelled as she was pounded by two male dragons who were double teaming her. "Don't hold back! I want to feel your cum inside of me~!"

One huge MudWing was wildly fucking her tail-hole with his one, engorged knotted dick while the other one was laying on the ground with the dragoness on top of him, taking in his two dragonhoods as he desperately thrusted upwards.

Growls, moans, and degrading words ranging from 'slut', 'whore' and 'bitch' came out of their maws as the female MudWing continued to take their cocks like a hungry, needy dragoness in heat.

'Is that... My mother?' The dragonet didn't know what to feel, seeing his mother in that delirious state. But for the rays of the moons, something about her being double-teamed made him feel all tingly inside.

After staring at the scene a few seconds longer, the sight alone sent him over the edge as Clay's shaft popped free from his slit and immediately unloaded a batch of pre-cum into the muddy earth below, making a sticky puddle that was only growing bigger as the young dragon was surprised by his body's sudden release.

'W-What... What did I just...?' He was confused why he did that. As a young dragon with no prior experience in mating, Clay has no knowledge of what was happening to him, and why did he have an urge to do such a thing in the first place.

But before he could think more about it, the two dragons that were breeding Cattail were sent over the edge, thrusting a few last times into her before unloading their seeds inside of her respective holes, one after the other as they moaned in ecstasy.

The dragoness let out a moan as she felt her womb fill up with hot, sticky seed, the sheer amount making her stomach swell a lot. She was panting heavily, her body covered in mud, sweat and other bodily fluids as she lay limp on the dragon who's cocks impaled her pussy, profusely streaming his cum inside her.

*Pump! Pump! Squelch!*

The MudWing on her back continued to fuck her with an equally fast pace. Despite being tied together by his knot, he had still enough vigor to pump her with more of his potent seed, his cock pulsing against the inner walls of her tight tunnel while she moaned in pleasure.

Cattail was barely able to speak, her tongue lolled out as she breathed heavily. She could feel her belly expand with the male dragon's thick, hot cum, filling her over the top, expecting a couple of clutches ready to be delivered the next time she would give birth to healthy eggs that would otherwise be sold for more food or cows as she deemed fit.

A couple of minutes passed by as the MudWing had finally finished, withdrawing his defeated knotted horse-like breeding tool from her tail-hole, leaving a gaping hole in its wake while semen oozed out of it slowly, trickling down her legs and onto the ground below.

"Ohh… Moons above, you are a good lay indeed~" The unnamed MudWing let out a content sigh, turning around and noticing a younger MudWing entranced by their vigorous mating.

"Want to get a turn, fella?" He asked, smirking at him while patting the female’s well-used rump. The dragoness in question was still dazed and lost in her own world, albeit slowly coming to.

Clay shook his head rapidly, embarrassed that he was caught staring at them. "I’m… I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to stare!" He said in a panic.

The larger dragon only chuckled at the smaller one’s embarrassment, moving away to let him have a turn with the dragoness as he sought out a different partner, only this time something akin to a virgin.

His attention was then caught by the other MudWing laying below his mother. Rolling her to the side, the dragon was able to get herself off him as his cock was then lodged free from her pussy. What followed immediately was a batch of his semen spilling out, coating their undersides and the ground even further.

"Huff… That was quite the workout." Standing up and looking at the younger MudWing, the dragon let out a huff, ignoring Clay as he stepped over the female dragon and made his way to find another partner to lay with.

The younger MudWing stood still at first, not knowing what to do but stared at her supposed mother whom he thought differently in his mind. At first glance, he saw nothing but a needy dragoness who couldn't care less about having sex with multiple dragons. But as he stared at her, Clay could see some resemblance between her and his form.

'What should I say?....' He thought as he slowly approached her.

Her breathing was ragged, the cum still oozing out of her tail-hole as it dripped onto the ground below. Her eyes were half-lidded, looking dazed and exhausted. She looked like she was in a dream-like state.

Clay hesitated. What if she doesn't recognize him? Would she reject him? He wasn't sure.

"Ummm… Excuse me?" He asked tentatively, not wanting to disturb her.

The dragoness didn't respond. Instead, she simply lay there unmoving as if asleep or in a comatose state.

He frowned and took another step towards her.

Ignoring the moans and groans of dragons mating in the background, he focused solely on the one before him as he reached out and gently stroked her side. "Mother? Can you hear me?"

The dragoness let out a low moan, slowly opening her eyes.

"Hmmm?" She murmured softly. "Oh? Do you want a turn? Just breed me however you see fit~ I'd love to see you ravish me~"

Clay froze, unsure how to respond.

"Uhhh... No?" he stammered after a moment. "My name is Clay. I'm your son."

The dragoness blinked slowly, as though it took her a moment to process his words.

"Oh... my son?" she repeated, her voice devoid of excitement. "So? What about it?"

Clay felt a wave of confusion wash over him. This was nothing like the joyful reunion he had imagined.

"Huh? What do you mean? Y-You lost me when I was an egg..."

Cattail stared at him with a blank expression, blinking again in the same slow, disinterested way.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I haven’t lost any eggs," she said flatly. Her tone was devoid of concern, as if she was more interested in something else entirely.

Clay shook his head, his voice becoming more desperate. "No, I mean... I hatched from a blood-red egg that was taken from somewhere around here six years ago by a dragon named Asha. I—"

Cattail interrupted with a sudden sigh, her expression remaining detached. "Oh, that. Right. Yes, I remember now." Her tone was casual, as if the memory was of little consequence.

Clay perked up slightly, hope flickering in his chest, but her next words hit him like a stone.

"Asha was all excited about it for some reason. I don’t know why. Red eggs show up every few years or so. But I didn’t lose it."

The young MudWing’s stomach twisted as unease gripped him. He could sense this conversation wasn’t heading anywhere good, but he pressed on.

"What... happened to it?" He asked, his voice trembling.

Cattail shrugged with an air of indifference. "We sold it to the Talons of Peace," she said matter-of-factly, then fixed him with a sharp, calculating look. "Wait, does this mean they want those cattle back? Well, too bad. Tell them they can’t have them. We ate them already."

Clay's heart plummeted. His chest tightened, and his breathing grew ragged. He stared at the dragoness, his supposed mother, his face twisted in a mix of disbelief and anguish.

"Y-You... sold me?" He whispered, his voice barely audible. "W-What did… father say about my egg being sold?" A slimmer of hope filled his quivering voice, hoping that his father at least tried to stop her.

"I don’t even know who your father is." She dismissed that notion as if it was normal. "And why wouldn’t I sell your egg? There were six other eggs in the hatching. They didn’t need you," Cattail said with a dismissive huff, rolling her eyes as if the subject bored her. "I guess Asha never told you, huh?"

Clay’s heart felt like it had been crushed under a boulder. His voice faltered as he tried to respond. "She’s... She died protecting my egg." His words caught in his throat, and he quickly turned away, unwilling to let her see the tears welling in his eyes.

"I-I have to go..." He mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper.

Cattail didn’t even look up, yawning lazily as she shifted onto her side. "Sure, go ahead. Asha was a fool anyway. No wonder she died. We warned her not to get involved with the Talons of Power, but she just had to be stubborn." She said casually, her tone devoid of emotion.

Clay froze for a moment, her words cutting deeper than he thought possible. But she didn’t notice—or care. By the time she settled down to rest her sexually exhausted body, her son was already gone, his feet carrying him far from the dragoness who had shattered his world.

---

Glory sat on top of the trees, hidden away from the horny MudWings that were looking for partners to engage in some form of sexual activity. They were never taught by the Talons that MudWings had this kind of ritual every night where they became frisky with one another. What's even weirder was that it can be with any dragons, including your own relatives or siblings.

The RainWing almost gagged at the thought, itching to leave this place with the assuring aid of Clay's mother.

However, moments after considering how Cattail might help with their predicament, Glory’s thoughts were interrupted by the sight of her MudWing friend barreling through the muddy landscape. Tears streamed down his face, and a pained expression was etched deeply across his features.

The absence of his mother by his side told her everything she needed to know—something had gone terribly wrong. A wave of guilt washed over her as she cursed herself for not following him earlier to ensure things didn’t turn sour.

"Damn it, Clay." She muttered under her breath, her chest tightening at the sight of her usually cheerful, knuckleheaded friend in such visible anguish. It hurt in a way she hadn’t expected. "What in Pyrrhia’s name happened?"

Without hesitation, Glory sprinted after him, weaving through the trees and muddy terrain as she tried to catch up. She kept low, avoiding the attention of any MudWings nearby, her focus solely on Clay.

But as she reached the outskirts of the settlement, her chase abruptly ended. She had lost him. The sea of MudWings almost looking identical to Clay moving about made it impossible to spot her friend amidst the sea of dragons.

‘This isn’t good!’ She thought, her heart pounding as her eyes darted around desperately. ‘I need to find him before something bad happens.’

---

The young MudWing ran with no direction, only letting his emotions take control as he stumbled through the mud and crashed through bushes. His heart ached, his mind swirling with turmoil as he struggled to come to terms with what he had just learned.

The fantasy that he held strongly in his mind had shattered into a million pieces, all because his mother didn’t care a single bit about him and the fact that his father was unknown.

That was not even the worst part. The worst part was that she did not lose him. She had chosen to sell him. His mother and his siblings hadn't even wanted him. He had been unwanted. He was never wanted. He had never been loved.

Clay collapsed under the weight of his anguish, sobbing uncontrollably as he buried his face in the soft earth, tears streaming down his snout.

He wept for what felt like hours, unable to stop himself, even when he sensed someone approach him.

"Umm… Excuse me?" A timid voice called out.

Clay lifted his head, blinking away his tears, only to realize he had stumbled upon a group of four MudWings. The MudWings were looking at him with a concerned expression, their peculiar positions indicating that they were in the middle of some kind of group sex.

As Clay quickly scrambled to compose himself a blush adorned his face as he was then met with scrutinizing gazes coming from the dragons in front of him. The largest of them, but a little smaller than Clay, whispered something to his partner and then to the other dragons, each one of them nodding before turning to look at him.

Panic surged through him as he scrambled to compose himself, a deep blush creeping up his face. The largest dragon, a little smaller than Clay but clearly the leader, leaned in and whispered something to the others. They nodded in unison before fixing their scrutinizing gazes squarely on him.

Realizing he had their undivided attention, Clay’s mind raced to find an excuse for his sudden intrusion. Unfortunately, his thoughts were still muddled from his encounter with Cattail.

"Ah… Umm… Hello?" he stammered, shifting awkwardly. "Sorry for bothering you four! I was just… uhh…" He floundered for a moment, then blurted, "Running away… Yeah."

There was a beat of silence as the four MudWings exchanged skeptical glances. Clay desperately hoped they would leave it at that.

No such luck.

"Looks to me like you were doing more than just running away," one of the MudWings, a female that was being pinned down by her partner said. "Are you okay? It kinda looked like you were… crying or something."

"I-I’m not…" The way she was asking that question while in that position made it hard for him to focus. Clay instinctively hid his face behind his talons, though it was a futile effort—they had obviously seen him sobbing. Still, he grasped for any excuse that might save face. "I was just… sweating out of my eyes! Yeah! That’s it…"

Another beat of silence followed, this one heavier with disbelief. One of the male MudWings covered his muzzle, shoulders trembling as though trying to stifle laughter.

"Yeah, no," The other male said as he wretched his horse-like dick off from the female MudWing’s lips. The sudden dislodge of his thick, and long dong made the female yelp as she glared at him for taking it off without a warning.

Muttering a quick apology, the MudWing then turned his attention back at Clay who was shifting uncomfortably with how the other dragon was closing in on him. "Hmmm… I think I know what happened."He squinted at Clay, then nodded to himself as if arriving at a profound conclusion.

"Huh?" Clay blinked, his confusion growing.

"Oh, I get it!" the MudWing declared, his tone suddenly triumphant. "You got rejected by a dragoness, didn’t you? Yeah, that’s it. You poured your heart out, and she—"

A resounding ‘bonk’ interrupted his dramatic explanation, followed by a yelp. The male turned, rubbing his head, to see his female partner glaring at him with an exasperated expression.

"You dolt!" she snapped, jabbing a claw toward Clay. "Look at him! Does that look like the face of rejection?"

"Oh," the male mumbled, sheepishly scratching his head. "Hehe… My bad. I just thought it was, y’know, one of those ‘Moorsoe’s wisdom’ moments. Plenty of fish in the sea and all that."

"Moorsoe?" Clay repeated, squinting in confusion. "Fish? What sea? What are you even talking about?!"

"Okay, okay, everyone settle down," Said the tallest of the group as he slowly pulled his dragonhood from the female.

Ever so gently, the male whispered soothing words upon the female MudWing which then eventually popped his dick free from her gaping folds, letting out a shiver and a sigh as he looked at Clay with a smile.

"Let’s not overwhelm our friend here. Clearly, he’s been through something, and you’re just confusing him more." He shot a pointed look at the male who had mentioned Moorsoe. "And no more quoting that old dragon’s ‘wisdom.’ We all know he’s completely nuts."

The tallest turned to Clay with a friendly smile. "It’s alright, no need to be embarrassed. My name’s Reed," he said warmly, gesturing to the group. "And these are my sibs."

The dragonet’s eyes went wide. He did not expect that MudWings were open to incest. But then again, he did not know that much about MudWing culture, so who was he to judge?

Still… It was shocking, to say the least.

As Reed finished introducing his siblings to Clay, the dragonet couldn’t shake a strange sense of familiarity. Something about them tugged at the edges of his instincts, like a forgotten dream.

"So, now that we’ve introduced ourselves," Reed said with a warm smile, "who might you be?"

"Oh! Umm…" Clay stammered, glancing shyly at the ground. His paws fidgeted nervously before he managed to muster the courage to look up. "I’m Clay… Nice to meet you all."

The four MudWings exchanged glances, their expressions shifting subtly. Reed tilted his head curiously. "Clay, huh? That’s a nice name."

"Yeah," Pheasant, the female who had scolded her brother earlier said, eyeing him more closely. " So, Clay… what brings you all the way out here? Aside from you know?" She gestured with a shrug, indicating his earlier stunt.

Clay hesitated, the weight of his recent encounter with Cattail still heavy on his heart. "I… I was looking for someone," he admitted softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I did find them but… they told me some bad stuff…"

Before any of them could press further, the sound of rapid wing beats filled the air. A smaller MudWing barreled into the group, skidding to a stop in a flurry of mud and leaves.

"Guys!" The newcomer, a male dragon, exclaimed, his chest heaving from exertion. His muddy brown scales gleamed in the faint light as he looked around with wide, excited eyes. "You won’t believe what I just heard!"

"Umber," Reed said, frowning slightly. "What’s got you so worked up? I thought you were looking for a dragon to have some fun with tonight?"

"There’s a dragon—" Umber paused, his gaze landing on Clay. His eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of the larger MudWing. "Wait a second… Is this the guy?"

"The guy?" Reed echoed, glancing between Umber and Clay.

"Yes!" The smaller MudWing exclaimed, pointing a claw at Clay.

"You mean to tell us that you rejected him?" Marsh asked with a smile, which shocked Umber.

"Wait what?" The smallest MudWing asked, confused.

Immediately, another bonk came from Marsh’s head, followed by an ‘ow!’ as Sora let out a pitiful sigh. "Nevermind about him. He just had too much free time listening to Moorsoe’s Words of Wisdom".

"Okay…" The little dragon shook his head before looking at Clay. "Anyway! I heard some MudWings talking about him wandering around asking about a blood-red egg." He then made a whispering sound, even though everyone around him could hear his voice clearly. "I heard from other dragons that he even told Cattail that he was her son!"

The group let out a gasp, turning their attention to Clay, who stiffened under their gazes. His heart began to race.

"Seriously?" Pheasant asked, walking at Clay who wilted at her bewildered gaze. "You were looking for a red egg?"

Clay nodded slowly, his voice faltering as he replied, "Y-Yeah… I was."

"And you told Cattail that you are her son?"

"Yes…?" The MudWing in question was wondering where this conversation is going.

Reed’s brow furrowed, and he exchanged a glance with the others before speaking. "A couple of years ago, our clutch lost one of our own who should have hatched from a blood-red egg."

Clay’s breath hitched. "Y-Your clutch?"

His legs nearly gave out as the pieces clicked together in his mind. The familiarity he felt, the way their voices and presence tugged at his heart—it all made sense now.

“You… You’re my siblings,” he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. “But… Cattail… She said you guys didn’t need me. That you wouldn’t want me.”

“That’s a lie!” Umber burst out, barreling into Clay with a surprising amount of force for his smaller frame. He immediately wrapped his wings around him, squeezing tightly. “We would never not want you!”

The smallest MudWing nuzzled his newfound brother, and before Clay could process it, tears welled up in his eyes once again.

The others were quick to join, surrounding him in a warm, protective embrace. Wings layered over wings as they pressed close, their presence as comforting as the earth beneath him.

“You’re our brother,” Reed said, his grin as wide as his face could manage. “You should’ve been with us all along.”

Reed pulled back slightly, his gaze roaming over Clay’s form. A thoughtful expression crossed his face before it gave way to realization. “Wait a minute… You should’ve been our bigwings.”

“Yeah, he totally should’ve!” Pheasant chimed in, her sharp eyes tracing Clay’s massive build. “Look at him! He’s practically a fortress.”

For a moment, their smiles dimmed, a flicker of regret passing through the group. Clay noticed and felt his chest tighten. He wasn’t sure what had gone wrong, but the last thing he wanted was for them to feel upset.

Determined to lift the mood, he forced a sheepish grin. “Uh… So… Maybe we should talk? I have no idea what you’re talking about half the time, and I think I’m going to need a lot of explaining.”

Reed chuckled, the sound warm and reassuring, and the group nodded eagerly. They quickly formed a loose circle, motioning for Clay to sit in the center.

---

Clay’s siblings couldn’t hide their surprise as they realized how little he knew about MudWing culture. Their voices overlapped as they excitedly explained everything to him, from the role of the bigwings to the bonds that defined their family structure.

Umber, the smallest of the group, kept climbing onto Clay’s back, inspecting him from every angle. “Whoa,” he said, squinting at the back of Clay’s head. “You’re even bigger than Reed! I bet you could knock over a SkyWing if you tried.”

Clay shifted uncomfortably but couldn’t help smiling at how lively Umber was. It felt strange, but also… right.

Meanwhile, Reed was brimming with curiosity about Clay’s life outside the Mud Kingdom. “So, what’s it like out there? Did you meet anyone special? Like a dragoness?”

At the question, Clay’s blush deepened, and he scratched the back of his neck nervously. “Uh, well… There’s this SkyWing named Peril. She’s kind of, uh… intense.”

“Intense how?” Pheasant asked, raising an eyebrow.

“She sort of, um… likes me. A lot. But she’s… really jealous. Like, the ‘almost-getting-my-friends-captured-and-killed’ kind of jealous.”

There was a beat of silence before Pheasant snorted loudly, her eyes wide with disbelief. “What?!”

“You’re kidding,” Reed said, his jaw dropping.

“Nope,” Clay replied, his grin sheepish. “She’s got a hot body too, so… yeah. That was fun.”

The looks on their faces were a mix of horror and amusement, and Clay couldn’t help but laugh at their reactions. “N-Not that kind of hot! Like, her body is on fire! Literally!”

Sora was the quiet one in the group, being the least talkative but the most observant of them all. Whenever he wasn't looking at Clay, he was glancing at Pheasant who seemed to have a strong liking for the way his long lost MudWing sibling looked.

Pheasant on the other hand, would often try to initiate some form of physical contact with their new sib, which ranged from a light bump with their shoulders to her outright trying to rub herself against his side and sometimes looking at his crotch when he wasn't looking.

Clay felt uncomfortable by this, but he did nothing to stop it as he assumed that this is just how MudWings acted around each other. He also assumed that her trying to rub her crotch on him was just how MudWings greeted each other in the same manner as he remembered Starflight telling him about how dragons of other tribes had their own greetings.

With that thought in mind, the MudWing shyly brought up what his siblings were doing earlier before he interrupted their certain activities. "By the way..."

A blush formed in his cheek as he shyly looked at the dragons around him. "Why were you guys... you know... doing THAT with each other?"

He hoped that they wouldn't take it as something offensive or bad.

It took a while for them to realize what he meant by that, and surprisingly the smallest one, Umber, was the first to understand what he meant.

"Oh! Oh! I can answer that!" The smallest of the siblings said from atop his back, raising a talon eagerly. He hopped down, landing with a thump before turning to face his older brother. "Well, it's pretty simple, really. Once at the end of every month, we have what is called a breeding night where all MudWings mate with each other, regardless of gender or familial ties!"

Still confused, the MudWing asked, "But why?"

"Uhhh..." He turned to look at Reed who rolled his eyes and took over the explanation.

"It's so that our numbers will be up the next time we are to go to fight."

"Oh..." The explanation was not something Clay was expecting, and he was even more shocked that they were bred specifically just to fight.

"Hey! I just realized something!" Umber looked at his oldest brother with a twinkle in his eyes. "Wanna have sex with us?"

"Ah- Wait-What?!" The MudWing comically jumped back, the sudden question throwing him off as he blushed madly. "I mean, uh- I don't think- You see-" He instinctively lowered his tail so that his privates won’t be poked or prodded at.

‘T-That would explain why Pheasant was doing that to me earlier…’

"Come on~" Pheasant said as she snaked her tail around Clay's neck, letting out a seductive purr as she pushed him down to the ground while her other siblings watched in amusement. "We won't bite~"

"Hey no fair!" Sora got in between her sister and Clay, looking at both of them with a protective stare. "You can't hog him all to yourself! You already got laid with Reed!"

She looked at the oldest sibling with determination. "Fuck me Clay! I'm much of a better partner than her!"

"Excuse me?" Pheasant bap her head. "You already have your turn with Marsh too, you know?" She looked at Marsh who was laughing hysterically at them.

"She's right!" Umber said. "If anyone deserves to be fucked, it's me! I want to be laid by Clay!" He gave them all a critical eye. "Doesn't matter if I'm a male! When there's a hole, there's a way!"

He then pouted. "You guys already had your fun! I want my turn!"

"Wah?" Clay tried to protest, but it was no use. The group of dragons began to bicker, each one vying for his attention. Their eyes burned with desire, and their scents were heavy with lust. It made his head spin as he tried to process what was happening.

A loud thud followed by mud and leaves splattering around him caught their attention, causing the MudWings to turn towards the source of the noise.

"Okay, that's quite enough!" Reed said with a stern gaze, looking at each of his siblings who were beginning to bother Clay.

"Our sib here just reunited with us, and the first thing that you guys think of doing is getting him to mate with you?" He then let out a sigh, shaking his head disapprovingly. "I expected better from you, especially you two." He said to Sora and Pheasant.

The two MudWings let out a sheepish chuckle before shrugging, earning a disapproving look from Reed.

"Ummm..." Clay held his paw in the air, grabbing the attention of everyone. "I... I wouldn't mind doing it actually..." He shyly looked down, avoiding eye contact with everyone.

"I mean, I did ask earlier how MudWings do stuff..." He trailed off, feeling embarrassed for even suggesting such a thing. "If it means getting closer with everyone, I want to try it with you all."

The largest MudWing was met with silence as his siblings stared at him with wide eyes. Immediately after, a chuckle escaped Umber's maw.

"Hahaha! See? I told you he'd be fine with it!" He said with a confident smile as he turned to Reed, who just rolled his eyes and shook his head with a sigh.

"Alright, alright. Since everyone seems to be on board with this, I guess we should have Clay do the honors." The dragon said as he looked at his oldest sib. "Well? Who do you want to have sex with first, Clay?"

"Ummm..." The dragon blushed madly, trying to hide his embarrassment at the situation. "I... I don't know..." He muttered.

"Come on~" Pheasant purred as she moved next to him, snaking her tail around his neck while gently rubbing her snout against his cheek. "No need to be shy, we promise we will make you feel good."

"Yeah!" Umber chimed in, his voice filled with excitement. "We're family, and families help each other out!" He exclaimed as he nuzzled up against the largest MudWing's side, letting out a soft purr.

Clay shivered slightly, his body tensing at the sensation. His mind was racing as he tried to decide who to pick first.

"W-Well... If that's the case..." He looked at every one of his siblings before coming to a decision.

—

Umber laid with his back faced against the muddy ground, his face giving off an eager, but shy look as Clay nervously towered over him.

"A-Are you sure you want to do this?" Clay asked, still nervous about the situation. "I don't want you to force yourself for me."

The small MudWing cheekily snaked his tail and rubbed his big brother's slit, coaxing his two dragonhoods to come out of its confines. "Hey~ You don't have to worry, okay? We are siblings, so this is okay for us to do with one another." He said as he continued to rub his tail against him, eliciting a moan from Clay.

"See? I'm making you feel good already and we haven't even started!"

"U-Umber..." Clay moaned as he felt himself growing harder under his touch. His shafts throbbed with anticipation as they continued to slide out from his slit. He was barely able to control his urges as he leaned forward, rubbing his snout against the small MudWing's neck. "I-If it's fine with you, then I guess..."

Umber shivered slightly at the touch of his big brother, a blush forming in his cheeks. He was excited for what's going to happen next, and he can't wait for Clay to be inside him.

His slow, sensual strokes earned him a couple beads of pre shooting down towards his belly. The larger MudWing groaned in pleasure, his two penises throbbed and went hard in a straight line before gravity grabbed holds of the two dongs, slapping them onto Umber's underside.

"Whoa..." Umber let out a surprised gasp at the sight of his two erect dragonhoods flopping onto his belly, their length and girth being so thick that it almost covered half of the smaller dragon's chest. He stared in awe, his eyes widening in amazement as he began to wonder if he could even take them in.

He was actually beginning to have second thoughts about this whole ordeal, afraid of what his older sib would do to his body.

Before he could ask Clay to stop for a bit and prepare for his two huge tools, something primal took control over the large MudWing as he let out a growl of dominance and immediately bit down on the smaller dragon's neck.

The suddenness of the bite caught Umber off guard as Clay thrusted his hips forward, sandwiching his twin dragonhoods in between his smaller brother's belly, eagerly trying to find a whole to insert his two dicks while keeping him pinned to the ground, using his entire body to keep the dragon in place.

"Eek!" Umber cried out, his eyes going wide in surprise at how strong his big brother was. His heart pounded furiously against his chest as he struggled from Clay's grasp. "C-Clay! Wait! What are you—"

His words were cut short as he felt the larger MudWing's tongues snake into his mouth, silencing him completely as he gave him a sloppy kiss. Their tongues intertwined as Clay won the wrestle for dominance, their hot breaths mixing as they continued to exchange saliva.

Clay let out a moan, his eyes clouded by lust as he pushed forward even harder, eliciting a muffled cry from Umber. His twin dragonhoods continued to prod around, sliding up and down against the MudWing's belly as it searched for his tail hole.

After what felt like an eternity of struggling, Clay finally found what he was looking for and let out a growl of triumph.

With one hard push, one of his dicks managed to enter the small MudWing, its tip just barely able to fit inside him.

Umber's eyes bulged open in surprise, a muffled cry escaping from his mouth. He arched his back instinctively, trying to get away from the massive tool that was invading his insides. But to no avail, as Clay's weight kept him pinned down on the ground, rendering him helpless.

The larger MudWing let out a groan of pleasure as he pushed his hips forward, forcing more of his dick into his little brother, whose hole was clenching around him tightly while the other one unintentionally rubbed against the smaller one's own.

"G-Gahh~" Clay groaned as broke off the kiss and buried his face deeper into Umber's neck, his mind hazy from the sensation of his cock being wrapped tightly by his sibling's ass. "It's so tight~"

"Hngg... Haaah~" Umber moaned as he felt his brother's thick member stretching out his hole, filling him up to the brim. He could feel every inch of the massive dick inside him, sliding up against his inner walls as it tried to reach even deeper.

The smaller MudWing couldn't believe how big Clay's dick was. Just one of his dicks alone made him experience what it felt like to be a dragoness. It was so large that he almost felt like he was about to burst.

"C-Clay... it's... too... big!" Umber pleaded as his eyes rolled back into his skull, drool seeping out from the corners of his mouth as the huge dick continued to force itself further inside him.

Then, the small MudWing let out a cry of pleasure as the tip of his brother's cock hit a certain spot inside him, sending shivers down his spine. His entire body tensed up, and he gasped for air as he felt a wave of pleasure wash over him.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he could barely see the bulge that was seen on his belly caused by his big brother's massive dragonhood.

Clay let out a growl of dominance, feeling satisfied with how his sibling was reacting to his actions. He began to thrust into him slowly at first, having a little bit of a sense of worry for the little dragon below him, but the tightness and the warmth around his two dragonhoods were enough to make him lose control and go faster.

"Hnngh! C-Clay! G-Gods! YES! HARDER—!" Umber's words were cut short as Clay buried his snout into the smaller dragon's neck, silencing him once more as he continued to thrust harder and faster into his tight ass, his growing knot slapping against the small MudWing's tail hole as he pounded him.

Umber moaned in pleasure, his eyes rolling back into his head as he felt the larger MudWing's knot demanding entrance and beginning to stretch him further than he could handle. The sensation of being so full made him feel like he was about to burst, but at the same time, the thought of his brother's knot ramming into his hole made him excited.

Clay growled in frustration as he continued to slam his hips against Umber's, desperate to get his knot inside him. He increased his speed, his movements becoming erratic as he tried to force the knot into his brother's already stuffed hole.

With a loud grunt, the large MudWing managed to pop his massive knot into the smaller one's hole, causing him to cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. The smaller dragon's belly began to inflate due to the amount of semen being pumped into him.

Meanwhile, his other tool began bursting it rich, creamy seed and tainted the smaller dragon's inflated belly and face, full of his stud of a brother's dragon semen as the onlookers were awe-struck at how virile their bigwing actually was.

The larger dragon continued its release, feeling foreign emotion he never thought he would experience as the climax of his mating with his younger brother was about to end...

And yet, for him, it wasn't enough.

With a low growl, Clay began thrusting into him with short and quick paces, his thrusts becoming even more frantic as he tried to knot-fuck his little brother's tight tail-hole.

Umber's eyes rolled back into his skull, and his tongue lolled out of his mouth as he felt the massive knot repeatedly slamming against his stretched hole, each impact sending jolts of pleasure through his entire body.

The look that Clay gave him was that of a crazed dragon, and yet it made the entire situation feel even more exciting as they were loss in the throes of their mating.

---

As the two brothers shared an intimate moment with one another, their female siblings finally snapped out of their stupor after watching Clay dominate Umber with such intensity, not believing their eyes as they witnessed how rough and brutal the two MudWings were acting towards one another.

"Holy smokes..." Sora said as she tried to wipe the drool from her maw due to the raw, ongoing sex that his brothers put on in front of them. "That is so intense."

Pheasant could only nod, her arousal growing by the second as she watched her two brothers fuck each other silly.

A gentle tap from her shoulder made her look at Reed who was smiling at her with lustful intentions. "Well~? What are we waiting for?" He wordlessly caressed her neck as a guttural moan escaped her muzzle. "Shall we all~?"

Nodding vigorously, the rest of the siblings began to partake in their own lustful desires, eager to have some fun of their own.

Marsh and Sora were quick to make out with one another while Reed pinned Pheasant to the ground and began breeding her without preparing her first.

Needless to say, all of the MudWing siblings shortly after were lost in their own world of pleasure.

—

Clay and Umber's fucking went on for quite a while as they rolled around in the mud, changing positions as they went along. It wasn't until the smaller MudWing was exhausted and barely letting out a sound when Clay started to slow down, his movements becoming more controlled as slowly stopped.

With his mind now clear and back to its normal state, the MudWing realized what he just did. He let go of the little MudWing and stared at him in concern, thinking that he had gone too far and might have hurt him.

"U-Umber... Are you okay?" The dragon asked, worried that his little brother might be injured at him for going overboard. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to get carried away..."

"C-Clay... it's okay..." He let out a reassuring smile, his eyes a bit clouded with remnants of lust from their mating. "T-That was the best mating I ever felt in my entire life..." His head was then thrown back in the ground, tired and eventually falling asleep on the spot while his body was covered in cum, mud, and many other fluids that were ambiguous to the dragons around them.

His other siblings had finished later on, stating the end of their mating with a silent roar as they then rested with their respective partners in a particular position, with Marsh and Reed resting atop of Sora's and Pheasant's belly, respectively.

"That... was intense..." Pheasant said, feeling exhausted after the vigorous mating with Reed. She wiped off the cum that somehow landed on her forehead before leaning back against Reed, letting out a soft purr as she nuzzled up against him.

Reed chuckled softly and nodded in agreement. "It certainly was," he said as he stretched his limbs, yawning lazily as he looked up at the sky. "I'm glad we managed to share this evening with our long lost sib. It's almost like he never left..."

A wave of exhaustion washed over Clay as he listened to their conversation. He sighed and closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth radiating from Umber's body. It felt comforting, almost like home.

"I'm glad too," Clay whispered quietly, smiling contently as he wrapped his wings protectively around the smaller dragon, holding him close as he drifted off to sleep.

—

As the light of the moon was blocked by a certain individual, Clay was awakened by the feeling of someone poking him.

"Psst! Hey Clay! Wake up!" A frantic, female voice awoke the MudWing from his slumber as he slowly opened his eyes.

Groggily, Clay craned his neck to meet whoever it was that tried to wake him when he finally noticed the enraged look of Glory seething in anger as she hovered above him with a scowl.

"Glory?" He said, his voice still heavy with sleep. "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here...?" The RainWing hissed angrily as she glared down at her dragonet companion. "No! What are you doing here?! I can't believe you left me behind in the inner settlement while you ran away and joined some unknown MudWings with their... Argh!" With how she was acting towards him, the male dragon was about to ask what she meant when the events a few seconds ago finally hit him.

"Wait! I can explain---"

"Hmmm~ Big brother, don't move too much please?" Umber muttered sleepily beside him, snuggling deeper into Clay as the disguised RainWing looked at the small MudWing and then back at her companion who gave her a sheepish smile.

"I'm sorry... Did he just call you his brother?" The female dragon then stared at the other MudWings sleeping around him as she finally put two and two together.

"You've got to be kidding me..." She said in disbelief, her eyes narrowing as she turned her attention back to the dragonet. "Clay... I cannot believe you had sex with your own siblings!"

The male dragon immediately jumped to his feet, his eyes wide with shock as the little dragon snuggling beside him fell face first in the mud, yet still asleep for some reason. "No no no no no! That's not what happened! I swear!" He frantically waved his talons in front of her, shaking his head fervently. "I mean! We did but! Umm!"

He pleadingly looked at his siblings who began to stir from their slumber because of him making noise. "I swear it's a normal MudWing thing!"

"In what way is mating with your sisters, and please don't tell me, your brothers are normal?!" She jumped back when he was about to touch her, looking at Clay with disgust.

"Nope! No no no no no! Don't you dare touch me! We don't know where those claws came from!" She could already guess where it used to go, judging by the smell that surrounded them.

"But--!"

"Hnggg... Why are you guys shouting in the middle of the night?" Reed groggily woke up from his slumber as he let out a yawn. "You know we have to wake up early for patrol... right?" When he blinked a couple of times and noticed the new dragon, he smiled and immediately greeted them. "Oh hello! I don't think we've met before."

He looked between Clay and the disguised RainWing before continuing, "Uhh... Clay, who is this?"

Glory gave him a cold stare before turning her attention back to Clay. "I'm leaving!" She said curtly was about to turn away and take off, when Reed stopped her in her tracks.

"What." Her tone was flat and cold as she stared down at him.

Reed tilted his head curiously and glanced at Clay, then back at Glory. "Look, I don't know what happened between the two of you but," he gave her a friendly smile. "I believe an explanation is in order?"

With one look at the MudWing who tried to be friendly with her and the way Clay was whimpering like a lost puppy, Glory let out a tired sigh as she raised her paw and rubbed her muzzle.

"Ugh! Fine! But make it quick! We have to get back to Tsunami and Sunny before they decide to come looking for us!"

Mentioning names not familiar to a MudWing one made Reed cock his head to the side as the two dragonets began explaining things to him.

---

"Are you serious?!" Reed shouted, his voice a mix of surprise and concern as he looked between Clay and Glory, struggling to process everything they’d said. "You two are… what?!"

"No way!" came a shout from behind Reed. Umber appeared, wide-eyed and clearly thrilled, startling the group as they realized Clay’s other siblings had woken up and overheard most of their conversation.

"That is so… cool!" Marsh said, bounding over with an excited grin, his tail swishing like an overjoyed hatchling. He patted Clay’s shoulder enthusiastically. "You’re one of the dragons of the prophecy? Wow! That’s insane!"

Clay gave him a sheepish grin, rubbing the back of his neck. "Y-Yeah… it’s a lot."

"But… does this mean you have to leave us? To go do your mission?" Sora asked timidly, her voice soft but laced with worry. The rest of the MudWings turned their expectant gazes on Clay, their newfound bigwing, who they’d only just begun to reconnect with.

"I…" Clay hesitated, glancing at Glory. The RainWing gave a small shrug, clearly unsure how to answer. With a heavy heart, Clay turned back to his siblings. "Yeah, I’m sorry. I’m needed elsewhere. The prophecy—"

Before he could finish, Umber tackled him in a tight hug, cutting off his words. The others quickly joined in, enveloping Clay in a warm, familial embrace.

"Hey! No need to be sad!" Umber cried. "We’re family! You don’t need to worry about us."

"Umber’s right," Pheasant added with a reassuring smile. "Just promise us one thing, bigwing—come back in one piece when you’re done saving the world or whatever. Alright? After all, we’re family."

Clay’s throat tightened as he nodded. "I promise," he said softly, his voice thick with emotion.

Glory, watching the touching moment, let out an exaggerated sigh, feeling a little left out. "Don’t worry too much about him. This knucklehead will be looked after," she said, her tone teasing but affectionate.

Reed nodded firmly. "And don’t worry about us either. We’ll take care of each other until you come home."

Clay chuckled softly, pulling his siblings close for one last hug. "Alright," he said. Then, with a reluctant sigh, he pulled away. "But we have to go now. Who knows if someone’s already told Queen Scarlet about me being here."

He turned to Glory, who gave him a quick nod before leaping into the air. Clay lingered for a moment, his gaze sweeping over his siblings one last time.

"Take care of each other," he said, his voice warm and full of promise.

"See you later, bigwing!" Umber called, waving frantically.

"Come back soon!" Marsh added.

Clay waved back, his heart full as he launched himself into the sky to join Glory.

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Later that evening, as they soared over the vast, moonlit expanse of the Mud Kingdom, Clay finally broke the silence.

"You know," he began, his voice thoughtful, "I learned a lot about MudWing life today. Things I didn’t even know I was missing."

Glory glanced over, intrigued. "Like what?"

"Like… how important bigwings are," Clay said, his tone both wistful and amused. "They’re supposed to protect their siblings, guide them, and keep them together. It’s not just a role—it’s everything to them. And I never even knew I was supposed to be one."

Glory tilted her head, her expression softening. "That’s a lot to take in."

"Yeah," Clay admitted. "And it’s not just that. They explained so many little things—how they hunt together, how they share everything, how they always have each other’s backs. It’s… different. Special."

He sighed, a mix of sadness and contentment in his voice. "I feel like I’ve missed so much. But at the same time… it felt like I belonged. Even for just a little while."

Glory gave him a small smile. "Well, it sounds like you’ve got a lot to look forward to when this whole prophecy thing is over."

Clay chuckled, the sound light but tinged with hope. "Yeah. I think I do."

As they flew on, Clay felt a warmth in his chest he hadn’t known he was missing—a sense of connection, of family. And for the first time in a long while, he allowed himself to dream of a future where he could truly belong, both with his siblings and with his friends.

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The End