Wings of Warriors

=== Prologue ===
==== Echopool ====
Echopool looked around in the school with her friend, Soul. Dragonets talking loudly in the cafeteria, as other, older dragons tried going to other classes. It was another free day at Jade Mountain; not many dragons were here today, and, for Echopool, she just wanted to talk to her best friend.
I don’t want Soul to be sad. She’s my friend, I want her to be happy. She already has too many things going on with her... The plant, the tornado, and even Otter, out of all the things, Otter betrayed my trust. Echopool thought. She had never thought a smart and clever dragon like Otter could really have such a dark side.
At least she’s trying to change. She thought.
Echopool glanced at Soul who seemed to look at the music class, which was surprisingly empty. Apparently not many dragons like the music class—either it’s because they never used one, or because they simply suck at it. Or maybe, they didn’t know it existed.
“You want to go there?” She asked Soul. She looked back at Echo with a small nod and smile, “Yeah, I love that place.” Soul said.
They trotted over to the music class, Echopool seeing Soul with a big smile. At least Echo made her happy, she thought. Soul went up to the wooden flutes that were on a wooden shelf. The flutes were carved delicately, as if the dragon making those made them with heart, unlike small dragonets...
Eck, the dragonets would make terrifying statues that were supposed to be dragons, but they definitely looked more like a creation of someone’s nightmare.
“Mwa! Mwa! I’m back, you beautiful flute!” Soul said, kissing her favorite flute dramatically, as if it had been 1,000 years since she saw it--- even though it’s only been a few days. Echopool giggled, then grabbing a pair of bongos that were tan and white, rustled with some straws and small carvings of hearts with some swirls connecting to the hearts.
She bonked the bongo deliberately, trying not to break the pair of bongos with one hit, since it was a bit small, it was probably for little children to practice on before going onto the bigger, more sturdier ones.
Then, she heard Soul playing the flute, hearing its beautiful, smoothing sound. I’m genuinely surprised, Echopool thought, watching Soul play her flute with her eyes closed, for at least 8 years, she’s been practicing the flute, and playing it with her friends. For 8 years for moon's sake! At then, me over here, can’t even tap a bongo for 8 seconds before giving up. Echopool stared at the bongo, then giving up with just one shrug.
After a few minutes of her playing the flute, she stopped. Echopool clapped with a smile and said, “Oh my moons, you’re so good! While me, over here, I can’t even play a flute without giving up!” She said. Soul shrugged, saying, “All it takes is practice. I’m only really good at it because I’ve been playing for years, but, if you keep on trying, maybe you can play the flute too!” Soul explained to her.
Echopool shrugged, “Maybe,” she said, “but I’m definitely not great at being patient. It’s like my worst weakness.” she looked at the cafeteria, “Wanna go eat? Maybe we can go meet some new friends?” 
I don’t think she’d want to—after Otter and Peacock, it makes sese that she’d be wary about that, I feel the same way too. Echopool thought with a frown. Soul looked a bit nervous, shaking her head. “Nope, after Otter, I don’t think I’d want to meet any other dragon. You’re honestly the only friend I need.” Soul gave a small smile, but Echopool felt like she isn’t the only friend that Soul has.
“I think I want a nap; I haven’t slept for 2 days! I think a nap is perfectly fine,” Soul gave a smirk. Echopool laughed, “Yeah, me too. I definitely understand that.”
“Then, c’mon, let’s go to our dorms and sleep.”
“I thought I had dorms with someone else?”
“Oh, right, AT MY HOUSE THEN!” Soul announced, before grabbing Echopool’s talon, and flapping her wings for a few seconds, then running outside to fly. OH MOONS, she flew so fast! If all the dragons in Pyhrria tried having a race, they’d all lose before even flapping a wing.
Echopool felt the wind between her scales, the sky was cloudy, yet she could still feel the warmth of the sun on her. Echopool closed her eyes, and only in a few minutes, they were at Soul’s house.
Soul’s house was pretty for some den carved inside a mountain. Her den was clean inside, there was literally no sign of asbestos inside. It was completely fine to breathe in. It smelt like the outside after a shower of rain. The decorations were completely organized and in order, Echopool loved Soul’s place.
“Have you ever thought of another universe?” Echopool asked her friend. Soul shrugged but nodded, “Sometimes,” Soul said, “but usually, I don’t. It’s too confusing for me.”
“I’d like to see a cat version of myself. Or a scavenger. Or a...” Echopool trailed off. Eh, that’s all she really wants to know what she looks like.
“Well, what if, you saw a cat that spoke English- or Dragon.” Soul asked. Echo thought for a moment. Would she be surprised? Shocked? Angry (for some reason)? About to die? Yeah, probably about to die. “.. Shocked.” She answered.
Soul smiled, “Have you ever thought about it too?”
“Sorta, but. I always wanted to know if animus worked. But, I think it’s too dangerous.” Echopool shrugged.
“Your sister did it. Once. I was there, remember?”
Yeah, 'sister’. Obsidian, my sister- who was actually my real mom and never got to tell me, a betrayer, a psychopath who wanted to kill everyone but me and her alone. 
“Yeah,” she said.
Soul frowned.
“Do you...” Soul paused, looking down. “Want to go hunt?” she asked with a small smile. Echopool shrugged, “Only if you want to.”
Soul looked back up.
I wish there was something good, she thought, I wish that things weren’t so boring. I wish I can just live my fantasies, like any dragon would like.
Echo hesitated, backing away a little, before looking around for a stone.
“There’s this game I used to play.” Echopool shrugged, trying to stir up some other conversation. “It’s called Honeydew.”
“Honeydew?”
“Yeah-- it’s an easy game, it’s about tossing a small honeydew fruit. It goes like,” she grabbed a small stone, small enough for a talon. “Honeydew, honeydew, sweet, sweet honeydew,” she passed the stone to Soul, then she passed it back, looking like she actually enjoyed the game! “One drop, one drop, you go POP!” Echopool passed it quickly before she could say her last word, and when Soul caught it, she flinched when Echopool said ‘POP’.
“Ack!” Soul sputtered, dropping the stone in her talons. “Am I out?” She asked. Echopool smirked, definitely trying to get her out on purpose. It was hilarious! “Yup,” she snickered.
“That’s no fair! I didn’t even know how to play!” Soul cried, obviously pretending to be a little baby.
“Let’s try again,” Echopool said. They started playing again. “Honeydew, honeydew, sweet, sweet honeydew.” Soul started. “One drop, one drop, you go--” before Echopool to say her part, vines started to wrap around the stone. Soul shrieked, backing away.
“I ENCHANT FOR THE VINES TO STOP!” Echopool yelped.
The vines stopped.
“I...” Echopool muttered. “I enchant...” She felt her body stop, seeing the vines move again going toward Echopool, squeezing her. Echopool screamed, trying to get away, clawing at the vines, trying to speak, but it only felt like trying to make her suffocate even more.
Soul paused, looking scared, she froze, looking so scared, as if her eyes tried to speak but it was too faint.
Echopool stopped suddenly, hearing her own mouth say,
“I enchant every dragon to switch into different bodies, in another universe.”
She closed her eyes. Seeing no Soul, no Otter, no dragon. The only thing she could see was a forest, and paws in front of her.
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