OMG THIS IS SO LATE I TOTALLY FOR GOT THE FRIGGEN DUE DATE AAAAUUUGH
ArtemistheNightwing
Im doing the Night Blossoms egg, and I believe it may be a Rain/Night hybrid, a Night/Magic hybrid, or a Rain/Magic hybrid. And I also think it may be an animus or animus touched.

Unfortunately because I lost track of time, the picture isn't done >.< but I still have a chance!! Hopefully.
Anyways. Here we go!

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   Dreamcatcher sighed as she stepped through the doorway of her jungle hut. Her mother was rambling on again, going about her "prophecies" and that a "stroke of fate" would fall upon her daughter.
"A tree!" Fatespeaker had exclaimed suddenly, her eyes somewhere else. "A blossom tree on the edge of the night! A lost soul waits beneath the falling petals, a key to open any lock!"
  Dreamcatcher sighed. Her mother was crazy. As much as she loved her, she was pretty embarrassed to be around her when all of a sudden she foresees a walrus will fall from the sky.
   She looked up at the clear, night sky. A full moon and a crescent hung up in the sky, drowning out the many stars with their luminous glow.
Dreamcatcher smiled. Tonight was an excellent time to fly. She ran to the edge of the wooden platform, jumped off and snapped her wings open, soaring into jungle trees. She tipped upward and increased her speed, breaking through the canopy. Her wings brushed the leaves of the trees, causing them to dance and whisper, adding to the restless sounds of the rainforest animals.
Something caught her eyes when she was high enough from the canopy, a splash of violet, against a sea of green. Which was odd, because never until now had she noticed such a sore talon of a tree. Then she glimpsed at her surroundings. She was no where near the village! From what she could gather, she was almost to the edge of the rainforest, near the Mudwing border.
Dreamcatcher had barely payed attention to where she was going listening to the night sounds, not realizing how far she went.
She went to turn and head back, but then glanced back at the violet tree. Curiosity overcame her and she soared over to the tree. As she got closer, she observed that the tree was atop a large hill. And in the centre of the hill was the most beautiful tree Dreamcatcher had ever seen.
Purple Blossoms danced in the dark branches of the tree, sometimes falling from the top and floating gracefully down to the grass and roots below. The roots twisted out of the soil, reaching to the edge of the flat surface of the hill. As her talons touched the earth, she saw an unusual lump of violet petals near the base of the tree. As she got closer, she heard voices.
   Not voices through her ears, but in her mind. As a mindreader, Dreamcatcher had always been able to hear the inner voices of dragons. But as far as she could tell, there were no dragons around here. And there were to many voices, and all of them muddled, and unintelligible.
   As she neared the clump of flowers, the voices grew louder, until she finally brushed the side of the fallen flowers, and everything was silent. She brushed the pile again, and her talons gently scraped something hard and smooth. Not the rough bark of the tree, but something else. She brushed away the soft petals and gasped.
   An egg lay there, as bright as the moon that lit up the sky. Dreamcatcher looked around. "Hello?!" She cried into the night. Her only answer was that of the chirps and giggles of the forest animals.
   Dreamcatcher paced around the tree, finding no sign that a dragon has been here recently. Again kneeling before the egg, she thought of what to do. She couldn't just leave it. That would be awful! If it hatched alone, it would be killed by the panthers, or starve. And if she just left it as it was, it would freeze.
   Gently she picked up the egg, feeling the mind of the dragonet inside. Beneath it was a key. Made of tarnished silver. That was odd. Who would leave a key with an egg? 
   Then again, who would leave their egg alone in the rainforest? She picked up the key, thinking it was something the mother wanted her child to have.
   She lifted it to the moons, and inside, beneath the shell she saw the figure of the young dragon. Dreamcatcher smiled. I will care for this dragonet. She thought, her heart beating. It's future will be part of mine.
   And then, with the egg and the key, she leapt into the sky, her mother's words running through her mind.

"A blossom tree on the edge of night! A lost soul waits beneath the falling petals, a key to open any lock!
Your fate will change tonight, Dreamcatcher. Make sure you're ready..."

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Hope you like it Arty!!!