The alternate prophecy

PROLOGUE
Prairie was dying. Prairie was dying, and it was up to Scorch to save her. He flew to the healers, hoping to find a cure. 
Sorry Scorch. I don’t care if you need this vial of dewdrop leaf extract immediately. Everybody has to pay, and I stand by my statement. Scorch was all at the same time, angry, fearful, stressed, and urgent, barely even recognizable as a dragon. 
Fine. I’ll just take it then. Scorch snatched the vial out of Cactail’s hand and flew off, hoping he made it in time. Prairie had said that everybody had to pay, to make it fair, it was one of the first things she had declared as queen. But fairness didn’t matter in this time of distress. 
He almost missed the small tent where Prairie lay. He dove towards it at lightning speed, and barreled through the door. 
''Sorry Scorch,'' Storm said rather solemnly, ''but Prairie died. She died almost immediately after you left. She did say something right before she died; Drought; what did she say?'' 
''How don’t you remember? You’re really super forgetful. Um, anyway, I think she said something like,
As all of Pyrria turns to ruin, 
Four Dragonets shall save the world. 
An IceWing with eyes like shadowed forms, 
One NightWing with stars that unfurl,
A SkyWing with scales that radiate power, 
And last, the dragon of all tribes together. 
One shall die, another shall kill. 
Dark times are coming, and may stay forever.''
''But-but-but there are no wars, Scorch said astonishingly. "There's no way,"
= Part One: Deep Under =
Hey, Fearstriker, give me my camel back at ONCE or else, Firefly said, hopefully imposingly, at least imposingly enough so that Fearstriker would give her camel back. 
Come and get it, he yelled playfully as he ran through one of the corridors of their quite luxurious house. Oh my gosh, SILVER, can you go and convince Fearstriker to give me my camel back before he eats it because I won’t be able to? Firefly asked, hoping he would LISTEN FOR ONCE.
Ask nicely, the IceWing simply stated. 
Okay, can you PLEASE go and convince Fearstriker to give me my camel back before he eats it because I won’t be able to? Firefly said, as politely as she could, although she was annoyed at the IceWing’s haughtiness. 
Sure, because you asked nicely.
THANK YOU, Firefly let out a small hmmph as she walked over to Coco’s room.
Hi, Coco. Whatcha up to? Writing another silly story? Firefly half teased, half asked out of curiosity. She knew the others didn’t fully appreciate her incredible story making skills, not even Sunny or Starflight or Clay or the other guardians.
Yeah, actually, it’s about us. Or rather, another version of us and a likely possible future where we don’t manage to restore peace, and everyone either dies in the war, or tries to seek refuge underground, and then dies. Of hunger. Or sleep deprivation, or lack of water, or something else. I hope that future doesn’t happen, Fly, I really do, said Coco’s small but sure voice. Even though Firefly had no idea what half of those words meant, she sat down next to Coco and read over her story so far.
''It’s really good, Coco! Although somewhat depressing, it’s really good, really good.'' ''You think?'' Coco asked. ''I was worried you wouldn’t like it.'' ''I love it. Although, can I suggest something?'' ''What’s up?'' ''Maybe make it so that Luna live a little bit longer so she can joke to Dayfader, ‘Will we have to start a new tribe of dragons, just us? There’ll be a lot of inbreeding happening and not great. Then can she be swept up by the insane IceWing?'' ''I like that idea! Um, Firefly, have you ever-'' Coco started, but didn’t get to finish as Silver had walked in holding only HALF of Firefly’s camel.
Here’s your camel, ungrateful lizard. By the way, I ate half of it as a tax for making me go and get it when I could be making jewelry.
''Yeah, by freezing rocks and chipping away at the ice until it gets to the shape you want? Just for it to melt when I light a torch? And who said I was ungrateful?'' Firefly was overflowing with questions, but, seeing as Silver had walked away, she stopped asking questions and simply muttered under her breath, ''Although, I am ungrateful because you ATE HALF OF MY CAMEL! Anyway, you were saying?'' She smiled at Coco as sweetly as she could, as if to say, ‘no, I did not just yell ''ate half of my camel’’
“Um, I was saying,” Coco barely managed to say what she did because Fearstriker was roaring as loudly as possible.
"Oh no," Firefly said sarcastically, "whatever shall we do? Fearstriker could be lost, or hurt, or seeking attention."
BTW I'm so bad at names, if you could suggest names in the comments, and I don't know who was queen B4 Oasis so please let me know.
Chapter 2 coming soon!
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