SORREL'S PATH

=== 2000 years later… ===
In the cave systems under Jade Mountain. Sorrel is an inexplicably quiet seawing princess, but when she is banished (reason unknown) from her kingdom, she goes the a place, the opposite of her life. So what happens next?
== CHAPTER 1. ==
Sorrel flapped her wings harder, the wind flinging branches into her face. She hissed, how she hated the forest! She hated this idea, school, away from home. Seawings aren’t good for flying, and even then, she was always clumsy. She burst through the forest and saw the towering hell in front of her. It looked like a huge mouth, unhinging and waiting to swallow her whole. She thought for a moment that she should go back to the sea, but Mother banished her, and there wasn’t a place there for her anyways. Sorrel landed on a ledge, and watched the dragons come in. She watched a group of mudwings beat up a scrawny nightwing. She wanted to go roar at them, but she didn’t. ‘Stay safe, unnoticed. Getting noticed had nearly got her killed,” and she wasn’t going to let that happen again. Sorrel watched another wave of dragons come in. And watched the mudwings beat them up and laugh. That screechy voice was the worst thing she’d ever heard. She felt around the ledge and felt a small crevice. She put her jewelry inside, and ducked down, careful not to be seen. She leaped off the ledge and swooped into a tornado of dragons. “HI!”Someone yelled. Sorrel jumped. “HI!!!! I’m DAHLIA!” The dragon, er-Dahlia said loudly. “You’re, uhh, Sorrel?” Dahlia asked. Sorrel nodded. “I’m the niece of the Queen of Rainwings, so I get to help out” Dahlia smiled. “Your really nice for an Icewing!” She said. “Uhhh, I’m a Seawing” Sorrel replied, slightly offended. “But Sorrel’s an unusual sea dragon name!” Dahlia said. She shrugged and handed Sorrel two scrolls. “Your map and welcome scroll! Your cave is…, the fourth on the left, third tunnel to my left. OOooooo, you get a nice view of the lake! ENJOY!” Dahlia said cheerfully.
Sorrel left, feeling like she’d been hit by a tornado. Some dragon Dahlia is! She thought. She took a sharp turn on the right and headed for a cave that had a sign saying, ‘DDS, Quartz’. Sorrel thought that was her cave, since she was in quartz winglet. She opened the door, expecting the worst, and the worst came to her. Her cave was freezing cold, probably because her roomie (an Icewing) had frozen half of the room into jagged icicles. Sorrel shivered and went to a pool of water, next to the window. “Hey punk” the icewing sneered. “Name’s Debacle” he laughed and threw a snowball. Sorrel ducked and got dunked underwater. The water was crystal clear, and warm. Sorrel sighed, that’s when her foot felt a hole, just big enough to fit a little dragon. “Hey punk! What’s your name?” Debacle asked. “Come out before I freeze your tank!”.
“Name’s Sorrel” she replied, trying to sound rough. “Hmmm, isn’t sorrel a plant?” Debacle asked. “Yeah, my grandma’s favourite,” Sorrel replied.
Debacle burst out laughing. “HA! A sea-creature named after a LAND plant! Hilarious!” he sneered. Just then, a tornado seemed to burst in. Shining pink and yellow scales. That immediately slipped on Debacle’s ice rink and fell down. Sorrel stared in shock. It was Dahlia! “Oh, my gosh! Sorrel!” Dahlia squealed. Sorrel gave a half-hearted smile, but Dahlia was already flinging herself into the hammock that was filled with snow, and super cold. Dahlia jumped back out and dumped out all the snow, still sunshine and rainbows. “And an Icewing, so cute!” Dahlia whispered. Debacle started building snow structures, obviously feeling the same about Dahlia as she did about him. Sorrel rolled her eyes. “Hey Dahlia! Wanna go to the prey center? I heard there are fish.” Sorrel said wistfully. She didn’t like tornadoes, but Dahlia was closer to being her friend than anyone else. “Sure!” Dahlia squealed, her scales turning from one color to another. Debacle grumbled about something about Dahlia being really cute and how he would make her like him. Sorrel shot a knowing glance at Debacle and followed the rainbow-coloured hurricane into the even more chaotic Prey Center.
== CHAPTER 2. ==
Sorrel covered her eyes, the sight of dying animals always made her queasy. Even though she is a meat eater, she always makes sure to slice up the fish in one quick slice and just chomp it down, so its death is as easy and non-painful as possible. Sorrel saw two rowdy mudwings chase after a sheep and her stomach went queasy. Sorrel decided to go later, and slipped outside. Sorrel went back into her cave, where Debacle was lounging around, snorting with a few other Icewings. “Hey PUNK!” They shouted and burst out laughing. Sorrel wasn’t welcome there either. She wandered the halls until she saw the library. She slipped inside, to see a room, full of books, BOOKS! She would have fainted from happiness, but she didn’t. Even better, it was quiet, QUIET! She chose a scroll and settled down on a window seat. The library, she decided, was the BEST PLACE IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE SCHOOL! Too soon, night had fallen, and she had to abandon the library. She slumped back to her cave, avoiding the rowdy mudwings, and cheerful rainwings. When she went in, Debacle may have invited some ‘guests’ for the room meant for three, was inhabiting 5 more icewings. She jumped into the pool of water, and for the first time, missed home. She shook her head, she had to act tough. SORREL DON’T CRY! She told herself. She ducked her head underwater to hide her tears. She was banished for no reason, other than for the entertainment of the queen. She remembered that day, she’d made a promise, a vow. Sorrel shook her head, it was all over, she was nobody. Her vow wasn’t important, it was just a wild hope, that now she knew would never come true.
That night Sorrel crept out of her cave. She was leaving, permanently, but then she heard something, someone. “WHERE IS SHE?!” a dragon roared. She heard the clattering of books, and the shattering of glass. “Calm down!” another voice whispered. Sorrel snuck up to the voices, “WHERE IS SHE!” The dragon roared again *more glass shattered*. Sorrel sucked in a breath. It was Snowsquall, one of the headmasters. She is an ice-rain hybrid, Sorrel knew, descended from the deceased Queen Glory, one of the Dragonets of Destiny. “No, NO!” She heard her roar. It was near her sleeping cave, no, it was IN her sleeping cave. “Sorrel” she heard her hiss. “SHE DID THIS!” Snowsquall roared. She stomped out of the cave holding the head of her daughter, Serenity. She was dead, but her eyes were staring right at her, as her mother raged. Once Snowsquall was in her room, Sorrel ran out of the school, and jumped into the air. She stopped at the ledge where she first landed, and took her jewelry. Snowsquall would kill her, so her only option was to run.
Sorrel flapped her wings harder, and harder, half hoping that they will fall off, and kill her. Why her? Why did Snowsquall think it was her? Mother, of course. Mother knew that Sorrel would hide here, she must’ve told Snowsquall something, but what? Sorrel’s eyes burned with tears. Sorrel didn’t bother stopping them, she was too upset. She felt like she was falling into a black hole, no, she was falling. Goodbye world, she thought, and closed her eyes.
== CHAPTER 3. ==
Shaking,
The sound of the wind,
A dragon…
Sorrel woke up to a dragon shaking her, “SORREL! Thank the MOONS  your alive!” said a familiar voice. It was Dahlia, shaking her like her life depended on it. “I saw you hurtling towards me and I was like, oh! Sorrel’s coming to talk to me!
But then I realized you were flying upside down, so yeah, I was like oh no! And ran away.” Dahlia said sheepishly. “Oh, and also I came back to rescue you, and you’ve been unconscious for eons! Okay, it was like five minutes, but it was #@%(#ing scary!” she shouted. Sorrel felt like she was going to faint again, all that talking made her dizzy. She got back on her feet and got into flying position. “Oh no no no, you’re not in any condition to fly, that flash storm hit you badly! Your wing was bleeding, but I patched it up as best as I could. That’s when she realized her wing was patched up with slimy seaweed, that was now a dark purple color. “Yea, it’s gross!” Dahlia said. “Go, Dahlia, you have to go” Sorrel said, holding one of Dahlia’s talons. “It’s dangerous, I’m wanted, for supposed murdering of Snowsquall’s daughter” Sorrel said, starting to cry. Her tears trickled down her snout and forming a puddle at her feet. Dahlia’s mouth opened, then closed. Finally she said, “WHA?”
Sorrel burst out laughing, it was so Dahlia to find laughter in their darkest moments. “But still, you need to go!” Sorrel said. “Nuh-uh! You're my best friend, I’m not abandoning you!” Dahlia said, turning pink with yellow spots.
Sorrel sighed, there was no turning back. “Fine! As long as you turn back when we reach the desert” she said. She lifted her wings and started flying through the storm.  “I’m comingggggggggggggg” Dahlia shouted behind her, then “ACK!” a shrill scream came from her direction. Sorrel turned around to see Dahlia, getting pulled back, and back, into a big black inky blob. Sorrel dove after her. Beating her wings as fast as she could. She would NOT let Dahlia get sucked up by a inky black blob. She caught her wing, and pulled dahlia out of the grasp of the wind. Then the wind howled and they BOTH got sucked into the black blob.  
== CHAPTER 4. ==
“Urggggg '' Sorrel moaned. She was lying, face first in a ton of sand. Dahlia! She shook the sand off and looked around. There, a figure wading through the water. “Dahlia!” she shouted, sprinting over. The dragon looked up, it was definitely not Dahlia. “WHO ARE YOU?!” Sorrel shouted. She leaped away from the mysterious dragon. “Who are YOU?” the dragon asked. NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!” Sorrel hissed. She was tempted to claw off that dragon’s face for that expression. “Well go, before I summon my guards” the dragon hissed.
An awkward silence fell upon the beach. The only sound was waves lapping at the shore.
“You're supposed to be running away now!” the dragon said angrily. Sorrel burst out laughing. “From you?” she said. “I knew TreeSkipper should have put someone else on duty!” the dragon hissed under its breath. “TREESKIPPER!” The dragon shouted. “You are hopeless Jellyfish” said a green dragon. “You shouldn’t say my name!” the dragon, Jellyfish said. Treeskipper coughed. “Anyways, you HAVE to go,” Treeskipper said. “Why?” Sorrel said stubbornly. “BECAUSE!” Treeskipper and Jellyfish screamed. “NO” Sorrel said. She didn’t want to stay, but she was curious what this was about. “TOO BAD!” Treeskipper said. Treeskipper picked up Sorrel and Jellyfish tied her to a tree. “Ugrmmmm” Sorrel said. Her voice was muffled by a banana leaf. “Why, WHY did you come here?!” Jellyfish said. “I fno!” Sorrel said, which meant ‘I don’t know!’. Jellyfish rolled her eyes. “Yeah right”. Treeskipper barked a laugh. Jellyfish stare would have shot lasers through Treeskipper.  “Anyways, you can’t stay,” Treeskipper said, breaking the silence. Jellyfish nodded in agreement. Sorrel started to protest, but Treeskipper shushed her. She got the sensation that even if she was dying, Treeskipper would first shush her. She rolled her eyes, she couldn’t die even in water. She was a SEAWONG! She had gills! Jellyfish seemed to come to the same conclusion. “Tie up her gills,” Jellyfish ordered. Now Sorrel was panicking. If she couldn’t breathe, she would die. Immediately. Treeskipper and Jellyfish hoisted her above their heads and plunked her into the ocean. Jellyfish pulled Sorrel into water that was twice as tall as Sorrel. She opened her mouth and tried to scream. Bubbles rose to the surface, making a foamy carpet above. She felt as if something was squeezing her into herself, she tried gasping for air, but ended up swallowing a lot of sea water. Sorrel heard wing beats, probably Jellyfish flapping away. Well at least I’d be with the sea forever, Sorrel thought. Then she had an idea. She used her remaining strength to light up all of her scales. She could see a jagged rock just a few feet away. She flopped onto her side, and squirmed to the rock. Sorrel flopped onto the rock, its jagged hooks scraping her scales. She then felt her hands loosen, YES! She thought. She scraped her hands some more, ignoring the pain. She was almost out of oxygen. Her hands came free and she quickly ripped off the seaweed covering her gills. She could finally breathe! Sorrel took off the seaweed covering her mouth. As she was getting to her wings, a black fuzz started to grow along her eyelids. She felt lightheaded, and, oh no. Here we go again, Sorrel thought as the black swallowed up her whole range of vision.
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