Breezedreamer's Path (WIP)

This is a fanfic inspired by my Sona, Breezedreamer. 
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PROLOGUE 
Darkshadow soared across the frozen IceWing barrens, searching for his mark. They would be coming this way soon. He shivered, unable to fathom how IceWings survived in this chilling, lonely atmosphere. He rubbed his upper arms with his talons, trying to generate even the slightest warmth. It was so, so cold, mostly because this was his first mission to the Arctic North. Some of the tougher NightWing assassins had been sent many more times than he had, and now they barely felt the cold. Darkshadow wished he could fly down to the cold plains and wrap himself in his wings. But then he would miss his chance. Besides, he was safer up here, wasn’t he?
Something whizzed past Darkshadow’s head and nicked his wing. Darkshadow whipped his arm back and skillfully caught it in midair. A cold, sharp steel disc rested in his dark-toned palm. An IceWing throwing disc. 
He was being attacked.
Darkshadow halted, spiraling down, seeking cover. He had not noticed the light-gray clouds gathering above him. These were what gave him away. Darkshadow spotted a tree down below, and dove towards it, pulling his wings out at the last minute. But it was too late. Something hard and cold struck him behind the horns, and everything went black as the now shrouded night sky.
CHAPTER I
Breezedreamer launched herself into the cloudless, inky sky. Her powerful SkyWing wings propelled her into the quiet night. It was nearly dawn. No dragon, not even the NightWings who stayed up at night, were in the dusky expanse today. She had it all to herself.
As Breezy flew, she thought of her mom, Burya, who had not come home in a week and four days. Breezy wondered where Burya was. She had searched Sanctuary top to bottom whenever she had a free moment. Breezy started mentally going over what she had seen (for probably the hundredth time). She was so caught up in her thoughts that she did not notice the other dragon in the sky until it was too late.
“Sorry sorry sorry!” Breezy said quickly, patting herself all over to make sure she was okay, then running to help the other dragon up. “I didn’t see you!” She paused and squinted.
This dragon was obviously a SandWing, with a venomous tail barb, but with a ruff (was that a ruff? Did SandWings usually have ruffs?) and splotches of color like splattered paint on the dragon’s mustard yellow scales that kept shifting colors like twinkling stars, but more hurried and vibrant. The strange spots calmed down a bit, blinking slower as the new dragon took some deep breaths. Breezy looked up (the dragon was about a neck taller than her) and was not very surprised to see that the new dragon was squinting too, but more in confusion.
“It’s okay. I didn’t see you either,” said the new dragon. She cracked a smile and all her splotches went a muted yellow that matched her scales. “Sorry about the scales. I can’t control them when I have strong emotions. I usually keep them yellow like my other scales.”
“Why?” Breezedreamer asked. “I mean, I don’t want to sound rude, but if I had scales I could turn any color I wanted...” She had nearly been completely consumed by her imagination when the SandWing-RainWing hybrid (she was sure it was a hybrid) spoke again, bringing Breezy back to reality.
“I keep my scales this way to deflect attention,” she said, her smile fading. “I wish I could turn them all royal blue, but it is safer to look like a full SandWing than to try and just be me.” She looked down at the mossy ground squelching slightly beneath her talons.
“Oh.” Breezy was sobered at this. She had never thought of completely hiding the fact that she was a hybrid. She loved her strong wings, and her scattered starlike scales, but her visions... well... she might want to try and hide those more often. Dragons became wary and dangerous when they thought she could look into their minds. Breezedreamer shook away the painful memories rushing through her head and focused on what the other dragon was saying.
“I have to go.” The yellow dragon unfolded her wings, the barely visible splotches on them catching the sun. “By the way, my name is Palaki. I live on the west side of the lake. Maybe you can visit me sometime. I don’t get many visitors.” She smiled again, the patterns on her snout turning a rosy pink, then flapped her wings and soared away, soon a black dot on the reddening horizon.
As Breezedreamer flew home, she thought about Palaki and realized that she had met a dragon who wasn’t afraid of her. Most of the NightWings from the rainforest still resented a lot of dragons, and that included hybrids. The Sky Kingdom was still healing from Queen Scarlet’s reign, and even though Scarlet was gone they still didn’t have much of a positive relationship with hybrids. And lots of other dragons still thought of NightWings as dangerous powerful dragons who came down from the sky with scary, cryptic prophecies and read your mind and knew everything about you. When dragons saw the NightWing bits of her, they got scared. Breezy could understand why Palaki was hiding who she was. RainWings were still generally reputed to be lazy fruit-eaters, so looking like a full SandWing was usually a better option, even in a town where hybrids were welcomed. Breezy understood that Palaki wanted to be taken seriously.
Breezy stepped cautiously into the entryway of the hut where she lived before Burya, her mother, went missing. A cloud of dust rose up from the floor where her talons clicked dully on the stone floor, making her sneeze. Breezy tried to step without sending up more dust and failed miserably. She waved at the air, trying to dispel the tiny particles that were glowing in the morning sunlight. Breezy sighed and looked around. She had not set talon nor tail in her house since her mother disappeared, instead sleeping among the trees, in a RainWing-style hammock with a pile of blankets and some scrolls and exploring Sanctuary during the day. The empty hut was too spooky and lonely at night, and she missed her mom too much while she was here. Burya’s favorite clay mug with the drip glaze still sat on the maple desk by the window, where her mother used to sit and write scrolls. Breezy missed her mom just looking at it. She took a deep breath and stepped further into the dim room. 
A half hour later, Breezy sighed. Her back and front talons had a lot of dust on them, and she kept sneezing and rubbing her snout and sneezing again. This was not going well. She came here to try and figure out where her mother might have gone, so she wanted to at least find something. But so far all she saw was the dusty floor, the dusty desk, the dusty bed- wait. The bed! Breezy made a ‘hmm’ noise as she looked at the bed made of blankets on the floor. Most of Breezy’s own bed had already been moved to the makeshift hammock where she slept now, leaving only a raggedy mat that was too heavy for her to move, but Burya’s blanket pile was still there, a forlorn heap of faded colors. Breezy looked at it closer and realized why it caught her eye. Breezy’s mom was a clean dragon, cleaner than most. She liked to keep her home respectable and tidied the little hut almost every day. But the bed of blankets was not clean. Breezy recalled how her mom had neglected to clean for some time before her disappearance. Breezy now remembered also how agitated her mom had been before she disappeared, but Breezy hadn’t really acknowledged it. Her mom was always some sort of worried.
The bed had given Breezy a really important clue. Her mother had been worried about something, which meant she must have known something that agitated her. Perhaps this was tied into her disappearance! Breezy stumbled over to the desk and sat down, her many thoughts cascading like drops in a waterfall of internal distress, making her head hurt. She focused on the one thing she knew that was true. She needed someone to talk to about this. Breezy took a deep breath to combat the headache and stood up. She had a visit to make. 
CHAPTER II
Breezy flew high in the sky, looking down at the town and lake spread out below her. She remembered what Burya had taught her about east and west and the sun, and turned west, away from the slowly rising sun. As Breezy flew down, she noticed how busy it was in the westward bit of Sanctuary early in the day. As her talons sank onto the grass, wherever she looked she saw dragons. Three small, foamy green dragonets with barbed tails raced past, chasing each other with small twigs and shouting. Two older dragons were shouting at each other over what looked like a pig, and a hut was being built in a far corner of the square, with dragons carrying buckets of mud, straw, and big logs to and from the area. 
Breezy knew she could never find Palaki’s hut in all this. She looked up to the clouds, hoping to fly over the bustling forest of dragons, but decided against it. There were too many dragons flying up there. Eventually Breezy hunched down and made a desperate run to an empty space with no dragons or huts so she could look around. After nearly tripping over multiple tails, one of which had a particularly large barb on the end, Breezy flopped onto the carpetlike moss at the edge of the west lake trail and let out all the air in her body in one big sigh of relief. She didn’t like crowds one bit, so she only went into the busiest places in Sanctuary when she had to. Breezy remembered her mission and got up from the ground, craning her neck to look over the crowd. 
At first, she didn’t see anything. Then, she saw a cavelike mound, sort of like what the MudWings chose to live in sometimes but made of a wire mesh with flowering vines tangled in it, twirly ends and flowers and strange fruit hanging down in places. It looked like the kind of place Palaki might live in! Unfortunately it was located on the other side of the square from Breezy, right in front of where the trees started. Breezy ducked through the crowd again and approached it cautiously. 
Upon glancing through a gap in the flowering vines that hung from the doorway, she gasped in wonder. The interior of the domelike hole had a low, mossy floor, like a carpet, with sandstone furniture and rose-gold cushions, and clusters of glowing flowers hanging from the ceiling on a vine, illuminating the room with a rosy light that mixed with the spring green glow coming through the leaves of the vines above. It all came together to create a lovely, muted jungle-like atmosphere with hints of gold from the sandy furnishings. Breezy glanced at a dirt tunnel at the back of the house, reinforced inside with stone slabs and leading into darkness. She looked closer. There was a wooden sign embedded in the floor on the far side of the hole. It had six letters carefully scratched in it by dragon talons:  P A L A K I. 
At first, Breezy thought the ‘Palaki’ tunnel was the only one in the hut, but she saw two others on either side of it. Names were above these tunnels too: P U A and P A I N A. They were arranged in a neat row of three, with the ‘Pua’ one first and the ‘Paina’ one last, with ‘Palaki’ in the middle.
Huh, Breezy thought. She has housemates? 
Breezy pulled her snout back from the gap and began to look for a place to knock near the door that wasn’t completely covered with flowery vines. Just as she was about to call through the gap in the door instead, she heard talonsteps behind her.
Breezy whirled around to see a dark mustard yellow dragon marching purposefully up to where Breezy stood by the flowery hut. This dragon had a ruff and a tail barb, so she must be another SandWing-RainWing hybrid. She was bigger and more muscular than Palaki, with different splotches, these shimmering an orange worthy of lava, veined with a piercing red. She had a small scar on her right cheek and her green eyes, pupils dark as twin drops of venom, glinted menacingly. Breezy shrunk under her calculating stare.
“Who. Are. You?” growled the big dragon.
Breezy rediscovered her voice and said shakily, “I- Is Palaki home? I need to talk to her.”
“If you were coming to see my sister, she would have told me before now,” the dragon said, squinting. “You may leave.”
“But-”
“Now, before I-”
“We have a visitor?” said a cheery voice from inside the hut. Breezy turned to see a bright sunflower yellow head poke through the vines over the door.
“Not now, Paina,” the big dragon on the other side of Breezy growled.
Paina stepped outside anyway, her splotches glowing all the colors of the rainbow with excitement, and her wings pushing aside the vines with a practiced flick. 
“Palaki told me all about how you literally bumped into her this morning!” she said, not unkindly.
“Sorry about that,” Breezy said shyly. It was hard for her to hold back her smile when Paina absolutely radiated positive energy, but Pua seemed to have no trouble. Breezy glanced at Pua’s expression and guessed from her disapproving frown that Pua wasn’t happy about Palaki going to Paina first about meeting Breezy.
Paina didn’t acknowledge Pua’s frown, probably because she was used to it. She pushed back through the vines over the door, and held them open for Breezy. “Palaki said she wanted me to let you in if you came. She said she liked you, and judging by how you reacted to Pua’s test, I’m not surprised.”
Breezy entered and sat down in a chair, carefully folding her wings back so they wouldn’t get tangled in the draping vines. She glanced around and saw that Pua was gone, probably to go yell at someone. Paina had also disappeared, gone down one of the tunnels after Palaki. Breezy was alone in the room, which gave her time to think. There was something slightly off about all this. She recalled that Paina had said something about Breezy passing Pua’s ‘test’. She realized now that the words on the tunnels were their names. And Palaki out flying at the same time as her... no SandWing or RainWing Breezy had ever known got up at dawn. Their house on the west end of Sanctuary... it was on the far side of the lake from most houses, on a little rise overlooking the town, in a perfect position for spying. It hadn’t registered before, but Breezy felt now that there was more to these three hybrid sisters than they let on. Either they knew something about her mother... or they knew her secret. Breezy hoped fiercely that the former was true. She didn’t dare think about the latter.
CHAPTER III
Pua still wasn’t back when Paina finally came out from the tunnels, with Palaki behind her. Breezy noticed now that Paina, unlike Palaki and Pua, had no tail barb and instead had a RainWing’s prehensile tail. Paina’s tail had been hidden by the vines and her wings before. She pushed these thoughts from her head as Palaki sat down on a couch on the other side of the room from Breezy.
Paina gave Breezy a smile as she left the room and slipped down her own tunnel, perhaps sensing that Palaki wanted to talk to Breezy alone.  
Palaki was the first one to speak. “You came to visit me. Why?” she said softly.
Breezy felt it was best to be honest. “I came to ask for your help. I hope you can assist me in finding my mother.”
Palaki, surprisingly, looked a bit amused. “I know.” She picked up a little wooden dragon figure from a side table and turned it over in her talons. 
Breezy squinted at it, then gasped in shock and awe. It was a carving of her mother, looking for all the world as though it was real. It was about the size of one of Breezy’s talons, and she had never seen anything more detailed. Burya’s wings were spread and her talons planted firmly on the little wooden base she was sculpted on, ready to take off or fight, whatever was necessary. It looked so real that Breezy almost imagined it could take off and fly around the room, soaring around the draping vines and doing loops under the flowers.
Palaki noticed the direction of her gaze and set the little dragon back on the side table, where Breezy could examine it better. As Breezy was able to look a little closer, she noticed that the right talon had the small scar Burya got from a particularly fierce human (who was just protecting her little children from the big dragon who had stumbled upon their house), and the miniscule eyes had the same exact intelligent, slightly fiery glow that Breezy had known from hatching. Breezy was caught breathless but managed to say, “It’s beautiful. It looks so much like-“ before she got choked up again.
...:-Okay- I just want to say, I am sorry it took so long to get Chapter 3 in! All of you who are reading this, I appreciate you!!! These past few months I have been unable to access the wiki, but I HAVE been writing, so I hope you enjoy Chapter 3! I also hope I will be able to update more frequently in the future.-:
This is a work in progress. I will try to update regularly.
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