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// Introduction  
// Story: Part Pony 
// by Taraji 
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The Great Dragon Migration only happens once every generation. Dragons fly to a new country, a new place to call their home. My colony moved to a place called Equestira. It sounded like a beautiful place at first - mountains, volcanos, forests, plenty of gems - but Ponies lived there and they populated pretty much every part of Equestria. Ponies and Dragons have never gotten along. They see us as a threat, and if we allow it, they can be even more of a threat to us.


There are two types of Dragons in this world: ones that are greedy and mean and live in solitude, and ones that live in groups and are kind and don't collect just for themselves. Being greedy and mean is just as natural for us as walking and breathing. We like to collet things, mainly gems, and call them our own. But in the past, that has only brought harm and war with other species. So, we decided to change.

The first Dragon Migration happen thousands of years ago. There was a war between all the species; Dragons, Ponies, Griffons, Mules, Zebras, Changelings, everyone. They were all fighting over possession of what now is Equeatria. The Ponies won, but the war left a huge scar between some species. The Dragons at the time were friends with no species. They weren't welcome anywhere. They all hid in a large caves deep in a forest in The Land of the Zebras. They weren't used to living in such close quarters like that. But to keep everyone from fighting, a great Dragon named Revo spoke of working together to make peace again. He said that if there was any chance of them making peace again, they would have to change their lifestyle. So when the Dragons went hunting for gems, they brought them back to that cave and put them in a pile. Not every Dragon liked this new lifestyle and left, but most adjusted and learned to appreciate it. As a result, Dragons became generally nicer and more tolerable creatures. Later, Revo split the group of 2500 dragons into 12 groups. He sent them to every part of the world to make peace with the species. Not every species was completely open to alliances right away, but all, at the very least, let us reside in their counry. A few thousand years later, the groups migrated. Each group traveled west to the next land. It was exhilarating not just for the Dragons, but for the other spiceis as well. Some had parades in honor of their coming, some had festivals, some simply watched in awe as they flew over. 

Every Dragon should expirence at least one Dragon Migration in their lifetime. It teaches us about sacrifice and love for what truly matters. It teaches us about connection, faith, sharing, trust; pretty much everything a stereotypical Dragon isn't. Most creatures, especially Ponies, only encounter the mean Dragons. The ones that collect and hoard and nap for a hundred years, then collect and hoard some more! Those are corrupt Dragons! Those are the Dragons that put a bad name on the rest of us!

That's why our society has changed. We live in groups, or colonies as we call them. When we collect, we collect for the group. We share all we collect, we try to get along with other species, we nap for only a day at the most. We have changed ourselves for the better and we are getting better still.