Frozen Echoes

So, hi... this is the first page I've made on the fandom and its also the first story I put on here so if its not good then sorry! I'm learning. Please don't edit, unless you're fixing grammatical errors. And sorry if its hard to follow, I haven't really planned out anything. 
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This takes place about five or so years after the events of the Lost Continent Prophecy. 
== Chapter One ==
Frost walked down the long hallway, her serrated blue claws click-clacking occasionally on the pale ice floors. She turned one corner, then another, and stopped in front of a dark blue door. She opened it. Beyond it: Another endless hallway. 
More identical blue doors, leading to more endless hallways. 
Frost started walking along this new hallway. She sighed. I must escape this prison.
Frost woke up with a jolt. Just moments ago she had been dreaming about the same maze, the same nightmare, as she had been dreaming about for the past four days. Ever since she had arrived at Jade Mountain Academy, the so-called “peaceful solution” that the “dragonets of destiny” came up with to make the seven—well, now ten—dragon tribes stop fighting and understand each other. And it was a success. Dragonets from all seven dragon tribes of Pyrrhia attended the school located high in the caves of Jade Mountain, the tallest mountain on Pyrrhia… and as far as Frost knew, Pantala as well. 
And Frost hated it. 
She blamed her weird dreams on the school. All this mushy talk about dragons understanding one another must be making me go crazy, She thought to herself. It certainly feels like it. In truth, Frost liked the idea of the dragon tribes coming to peace. But she wished that she didn’t have to go to the dumb school to achieve it. Why her, of all the hundreds of dragonets who actually wanted to go? The answer: her mother was close friends with Queen Snowfall, and had wanted her to go. They didn’t want me. So Queen Snowfall, queen of the IceWings, sent her there. 
The caves were still dark, other than one glowing yellow-orange lantern. Frost closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep again, hoping that she wouldn’t have the dream again. She was almost asleep when…
“Hey, Frost, you awake yet?” a warm green snout followed by a dark-green head and body patterned with glowing lighter green scales appeared in Frost’s bleary vision. Frost opened her eyes wider and blinked them a few times to get the blurriness out of them. 
She turned her head away. “Go away, Flow.” 
“I knew you were awake. Get up, sleepyhead,” Flow tugged her elbow. “It’s almost morning.” 
“So then let me sleep until morning.” Frost grumbled, wishing for the millionth time that she didn’t have to share a cave with this annoying SeaWing, of all dragons. 
The sound of the loud gong that was stationed in the main hallway echoed through the caves, vibrating Frost’s bones. 
“Why do we have to wake up so early again?” asked Arroyo, the third dragon Frost shared a cave with. Arroyo was a SandWing whose name apparently was a type of landform found in deserts. Arroyo had sandy, tannish scales speckled with brown. She had golden-amber eyes and a quick-witted observing nature that proved to be annoying as well. Apparently she had lived most of her life in the Scorpion Den though, so Frost had some respect for her. 
“Because the professors have special news!” Flow exclaimed, somehow gleefully. 
“Uhhhhgg, not more ‘special news’. What, are they going to announce a new class again? A donation from one of the queens? The addition of a new winglet?” Frost grumbled, heaving herself up and stomping out of the cave. Flow and Arroyo hurried to catch up with her.  She remembered on the first day of the school year the dragonets had announced the addition of the Bronze Winglet. They had also announced that there was now one hybrid in each winglet. 
“Maybe there's some new students,” Arroyo suggested. “And the dragonets want to welcome them.” 
“Personally, if I were a new student I wouldn’t want to be welcomed with a whole big announcement. That's just embarrassing. The dragonets probably have something else in mind.” Frost replied. She found it silly that everyone still referred to them as the “dragonets of destiny” even though they were adults now. But “the professors” or “the teachers/staff” didn’t sound so right. 
They entered the huge cavern where the dragonets made big announcements. It was already packed with students and all the staff: Sunny, Tsunami, Clay, Starflight, and the others who weren’t the original dragonets of destiny like Fatespeaker—who had probably just came back from ringing the gong—, Paradise, the RainWing who taught history after Webs retired, Aardvark, the SandWing who taught self-defense, and Aethia, a IceWing-SeaWing hybrid who helped teach sometimes and was a substitute teacher for whenever another teacher wanted a break. Frost found a nice damp corner to sit in and flicked out her tongue, watching more students enter until everyone had arrived. Sunny stepped forward to speak. 
“You’re all probably wondering why we called you here, and what the announcement is.” the small golden SandWing began. “Don’t worry, it's good news. All seven Pyrrhian queens are coming to the school to see its progress and all its amazing students for two days. While this is happening, you can call over your family and friends to stay for the two days as well. There will be no classes during this break, and feel free to roam and explore. You can show your family and friends around, if you’d like. There will be all kinds of activities for you to do together, including contests, challenges, and more. If you would like your family or someone to come to Jade Mountain for the two days, let us know by the end of the week and we’ll send them an invite. I’m afraid we don’t have room for them in the mountain itself, but they can camp out on campus…” Sunny continued on, answering questions and explaining everything. Frost zoned out for most of it. She didn’t care much for “family reunions” and “fun and friends!”. She didn’t know anybody in particular who she wanted to come, and she definitely didn’t want her family to come. Her mother would probably embarrass her, and her sister would take one look at this run-down shabby mountain with all different rowdy dragon tribes, sniff with her oh-so-dignified-snout, and walk away without a backwards glance. Snowstorm had probably forgotten about Frost by now. Frost wouldn’t be surprised if she went home and discovered that Snowstorm didn’t even recognize her; in fact, Snowstorm would probably pretend not to recognize her just to get her out.
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