The Final Curse

== Prologue: Gerenuk ==
1 month before the events of Darkness of Dragons.
The SandWing paced back-and-forth across the beach. His dusty scales were the color of wet sand, and he had light freckles sprinkling his snout and legs. His mate did not want him to be with her when the egg hatched, some bonding reason or whatever. He was excited, worried and feeling almost every emotion as he waited. He sat down, wondering what their dragonet would look like. Petrel had the build of a SandWing, but her light blue underbelly, blue and sea glass green sail, and not to mention the SeaWing webbing on her chest and hints of sea tones on her wings, tail and legs, clearly showed her SeaWing genes. Gerenuk was the color of damp sand, with a light colored sail and freckles on his snout and legs. The dragonet could be anywhere in the middle, or look exactly like one of them. “Gerenuk! Come here NOW!” Gerenuk winced. “Coming Petrel!” He pushed aside the dear skin door, finding his wife gingerly stroking the head of a dragonet. “Isn’t she beautiful?” Petrel cooed at their newly hatched dragonet. The dragonet cocked her head. She looked like Gerenuk, but very light tan, and no freckles. She had her mothers snout. His heart swelled at the sight of her. He booped her snout. “Aloe. You will be Aloe.” They would be so happy together. Just the three of them.
***
          Five years later, Gerenuk’s heart no longer swelled at the sight of his daughter, Aloe. His dragonet gave him the creeps. Last week Aloe had enchanted a sharp stone to give her a scar across her snout. Creepy. Who is that desperate for a scar? Something just wasn’t right about that dragonet. Most importantly though, Aloe did have the gift of Animus magic. Even though her mother no longer did. One day, Petrel suddenly could no longer enchant anything. Why could Aloe still? Nothing was making sense. He sighed, and went into the kitchen. Petrel was sitting on a cushion, writing away on a mini scroll. “What are you writing?” Gerenuk asked calmly. Petrel glared at him. Gerenuk spread his talons. “I was just asking.” She raised her brow, then sighed and set the ink aside. “Just, writing to an old friend” Petrel replied. “Oh.” Gerenuk walked over to his game bag and pulled out a jackrabbit, tearing off the legs and setting them on the low table. “Aloe! Dinner is ready.” He waited for her reply. “Aloe?” he began to poke his head out the dear skin door. He saw flash of metal right above his head. Gerenuk yelped and ducked. Who in the- He looked behind. No, no, NO! A dagger was wedged in Petrel’s chest. “Gerenuk.” His mate whispered as her eyes turned glassy. “Listen.” “Behind, on the shelf, theres a small bowl of sand. It’s enchanted.” Petrel coughed blood. Her eyes closed. “What? What does it do?” he whispered urgently. Petrel moaned. “I really did love you.” The realization sunk into Gerenuk. Petrel is dead. Then Gerenuk saw the second dagger zip through the door and pierce his foot. He roared in pain and sunk to the ground. Aloe black eyes glittered. “You- I,” Gerenuk growled. Aloe yanked the blade out of Gerenuk’s foot. He looked at her, stunned. Aloe was examining the blade, no. The blood on the blade. She looked intrigued. Suddenly, Aloe’s long tongue- Gerenuk gagged. She licked my blood off the knife. She freaking licked the blood. Gerenuk fainted as the world went dark.
== Chapter One: Aloe ==
A landscape of sand, flat, harsh sunlight, cacti and tumbleweeds. From high above the vast desert seemed to stretch for miles. Until you saw it. The Scorpion Den. A busy city full of tourists and thieves. SandWings and hybrids. Families and Orphans. Here, trouble was brewing. On the outskirts of town, in the back alleys. 
Here is where our story shall start.
Aloe was cornered. The huge SandWing towered over her small frame. He had sandy yellow scales with a black diamond pattern down the sides of his neck. The SandWing was riddled with scars, both new and old. Aloe growled deep in her throat as her fire grew hotter. The other SandWing was getting closer… come on… NOW! She snapped open her jaw as she leaped forward. The other SandWing darted to Aloe’s left, slipped under her wing and scraped his covered barb against her side. Aloe slammed into the sand and yelped. The other SandWing paused as Aloe looked over her front leg wincing in pain. “Was that a hyperextended leg?” He asked her. “Maybe…” Aloe growled. He walked over and prodded her joint. ACK! “THAT HURTS!” He nodded and sighed. “We’ll stop training here today.” He slipped his wing under hers, half carrying Aloe back to the tent.
The camel skin tarp flapped in the slight breeze that sent grains of sand into the air. The dry air had the smell of sweat, dry baked earth, and carrion. A wooden sign was propped up on the tent. With a well angled flame a dragon had burned “Assassin and Fighting Training by ‘Master’ of the SandWings.” As the burly SandWing pushed his way inside a whiff of cinnamon floated through the air. Master lay Aloe down on a group of cushions. Aloe propped herself up on her good elbow as she watched him walk into the kitchen that was made up of a brick stove and a large water jug. It wouldn’t hurt to take a small nap, would it? I’ve been up since dawn. No no noo. I hate naps. What are you thinking? Naps are for dragonets. I don’t need sleep. I need the slack some random dragon in the face. 
==   Chapter Two ==
        Goshawk was flying. Ahhh. He felt the evening breeze on his face. The sun was just beginning to set. It was time for evening patrols, with the shadows creeping in as daylight receded. He did a loop in the sky, spreading his orange enormous wings. The leaves were turning. The reds, oranges and yellows made the most beautiful scenery. Goshawk inhaled deeply. “Lady, running down to the riptide, taken away to the dark side, I wanna be your left-hand man. I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat ’cause you're gonna sing the words wrong.” He sang gleefully. “CAN YOU STOP THAT AWFUL RACKET?” Accipiter roared. Goshawk winced. “Sorry brother.” He muttered. Accipiter nodded. Poor Accipiter. His brother had returned from the SandWing war of Succession, and never been the same. Goshawk fiddled with the heavy metal breast plate. Queen Ruby was just being protective of her soldiers, but sometimes it was over the top. He sighed and looked down at the forest. Goshawk looked over at Accipiter and grinned. “Jeez, the trees seem to go on fir-ever. Ha, get it? Cause there’s pines?” Goshawk gleefully pointed at the few evergreens that appeared out of place among all the turning leaves. Accipiter groaned and shook his deeply scarred face. So deeply scarred in face, that he was blind in the right eye. Goshawk looked back down at the forest, hoping to see something to make another pun about. Instead, he saw something that made him stop and hover. What is that? “Wait!” He called to Accipiter. “What is it?” Accipiter asked. “I think I saw someone.” 
I lifted my face, letting the light and shadow dance across my skin. Bees hummed in and out of the pennyroyal. I inhaled its minty smell and continued on, delighting in the sound of my feet sliding through the leaves. 
==   Chapter Three ==
Crack. Stupid twig! It’s like you know I’m trying to be quiet! Her black eyes glittered in the the moonlight. Ok. If she was going to even make it close to the grand place she had to be quiet. Well, let’s think. She took a step… onto a twig that snapped under her weight. UGgGgG. BE QUIET! Do these stupid trees know that my stupid skills don’t know how to be stealthy in a stupid forest?!? Aloe looked around for any other twigs, then kept walking, carefully looking where each talon was to be placed. That’s better. She checked around her, and flew up into a tree. She looked up the the moons. Then she sensed something. Wait. Someone’s here. She felt like someone was watching her. She fluttered back to the ground. Aloe continued walking, but she raised her tail barb. SOMEONE’S HERE. Her mind suddenly switched gears. She took a deep breath. Yet she could neither hear or smell anyone. Hm, stealthy. But I’ll show you, you son of a dragonbite viper.
    Then, out of nowhere, a red SkyWing loomed out of the bushes in front of her. Behind her a dragon launched out of the trees. She prepared to jump at the first one, get this over with. The second then slammed her snout on the ground, pinned her tail with his hind foot, and used his other front foot to dig into her side. She roared, then tried pushing herself up, just to end up right back on the ground. The SkyWing had the size advantage, he was at least a couple years older. Owww. “BY THE THREE MOONS YOU DONT NEED TO BE SO STINKING AGGRESSIVE!” She roared. “Hey, you don’t need to get so tough just yet. Queen Ruby likes to treat prisoners with at least some care, unless force is necessary to protect yourself and your shift backup guard.” The red Skywing stated. Aloe growled deep in her throat. She turned her neck slightly to look at her attacker. He promptly pushed her back to the ground. The SkyWing was a deep goldfish color with, she grimaced, a deeply scarred face, and the eye staring at her looked BLIND. Creepy. “Look at this.” The orange SkyWing said. He had noticed the pouch on her left hind leg. He went over and ripped it off. Then emptied her throwing stars out of it, as well as her dagger, plus a bottle of poison. “See?” ”I’ve been watching her for a couple hours, I think this gal needs some more investigation, she’s sorta suspicious.” The first SkyWing produced some chains and bound her snout. Damn you SkyWings. She felt the smoke rising from her nostrils. What would Master do? He probably wouldn’t have gotten into this jam in the first place. “But” the second SkyWing started, “Hey, little brother, I know what Queen Ruby says, but just calm down and let me handle this. Can you hand me the wing bands?” Then, without raising her talons, without straining her jaw, Aloe shattered the chains on the her snout. “Oops…” Aloe whispered, grinning wickedly. “What the-” Yelped the red, rule following soldier. The other half blind one leapt forward and quickly chained her snout again, and pulled out wing bands, glaring at Aloe. He kicked her wing. She growled again at him. Aloe would let them take her. Wait, Oh my gosh, I’m not supposed to still have my magic because of what stupid Jerboa did. Crap. I should have used it before they tackled me. The orange SkyWing stamped on her tail. She yelped. “You’re still coming with us, SandWing.” He spat. “And now we also have an even better reason.”
        “Where am I?”  Aloe asked bitterly after the chains were removed from her snout. She noticed she was in a prison, but the SkyWings had blindfolded her on the way here. It was dark and it appeared she was underground, but since she was a slight hybrid, she was not claustrophobic. A good advantage for her, as Master always said. He had know her mother, Petrel. The prison seemed like a cave with its rocky walls. “And why would we tell you?” The blind SkyWing replied. A new SkyWing closed and locked the door. Should I- no, Wait for the right time. Aloe looked around. In the cell next to her, there was a SkyWing with scales the color of a sunrise over the mountains. “Hello!” She said. “What’s your name?” The SkyWing asked. She didn’t seem too bothered to be in the cell, like she was used to it. Aloe shuffled her talons, a little wary to give information to some random dragon. Well, I don’t have anything else to do in the meantime. “Aloe.” She said, hesitantly. The dragon in the cell next to hers eyes widened. She smiled, seeming to like the name. “Cool! My name is Dawn. I’m here because I like to murder dragons that tell me what to do!” Dawn grinned, showing her sharp, bloody teeth. “My current count is 5 guards, 3 Possibility Residents, and a dragon drinking from the creek near my old cave!” Dawn bragged. “Um, nice.” Aloe answered, feeling uncomfortable. “Why are you here?” Dawn asked. So nosy! Should I tell her? I mean, we are both prisoners and I don’t think anyone else is listening. “I’m an assassin.” Aloe stated, a bit nervous just giving away her secrets to a psycho. “Neat! I guess we are both killers!” “What is your count?” Dawn answered enthusiastically, way too excited to meet a dragon like her. “Um, well I just got out of basic training last month, so I have 2 SeaWings and a Skywing.” Aloe stated proudly. “Oh, that’s pitiful, but I guess you are sorta new to killing.” Dawn said, her wings slouching. Aloe was starting to get a bit agitated. “Wait, there was my par- I mean a Hybrid and a SandWing.” Dawn frowned. “That’s still pretty pitiful.” “WILL YOU SHUT UP ABOUT HOW PITIFUL I AM?” Aloe demanded. Dawn glared back and lay down on the rocky floor of her cell that was pretty much her home.
          Aloe paced back and forth, glaring at the chain on her ankles. She looked at the walls of her sell. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed symbols on the wall. What is that? She looked closer. Letters. She turned her head. There was more and more the closer she looked. Not letters. A story. It was about a SkyWing hybrid. His name was Gold, apparently he was some sort of renegade. As she read farther and farther, she started reading darker and darker thoughts, apparently he was in there since Scarlet was Queen, through Rudy’s challenge. Then she read something that made her stop. It read: I’m done with this. I haven’t eaten in 3 weeks. I’m going to kill myself. To the dragon who read my story, thank you. If you ever are freed, find Ovation and dance on her grave. And tell Toekan it’s over. She frowned. Poor dragon. And don’t worry Gold, I love dancing on graves.
          A couple hours later she heard someone coming. Aloe looked up. It’s that red SkyWing that had captured me. “Hey” he said. Why would he be talking to a prisoner, doesn’t he have anything better to do? “What are you doing here?” she growled, not making eye contact. “I- I don’t really know. You just didn’t seem like you were really gonna kill anyone.” He said, a bit nervous. “Well, thanks, is that basically saying that you think I’m a terrible assassin? How about you try being an assassin, you try training for years and months trying to figure out the exact technique and paying a dragon who  won’t even tell you his name and-“ Aloe shot back at him, now looking at him dead in the eyes. He quickly backed up, waving his talons frantically. “No, no! That’s not what I meant! I just don’t feel like you deserve to be taken prisoner, and stuff and- I don’t know.” He blurted, embarrassed. “I want Pyrrhia to be a better place no prisoners, no killing, I want to teach dragons you don’t have to kill to be respected.” He sighed. “I wanted to be a therapist in possibility, but after my mom passed, my brother, the one would tackled you - oh, by the way, sorry about that- he made me believe we had to fight for our safety. I don’t want that.” Aloe stared at him. He looked at her. “Do you want to join me?” Corallilo stared at him for a while. They sat in the silence. 
“Ok, I’ll help you.” Why not? I mean, Bro looks lonely. Something whispered in the back of her mind. If it doesn’t work out you can always… kill him…
A grin split his face. “What’s your name?” he asked. “Who asking.” she answered with a grin. He stared at her. She winked “Aloe.” She took a deep breath, “My name is Aloe.” 
==  Chapter Four ==
          “Aloe” he repeated. “I like that.” “Thanks.” she said. “HEY!” Dawn shouted, “What about me?Aloe continued. “But it’s annoying because there’s so many Dragonets that get that name now, and I hate it” she whined. “Hey, it’s fine.” He said softly, which felt comforting.  She looked up at him. He looked sorry for her, and gentle. His big eyes were shining. Aloe, pay attention!! Stop wandering away from the problem at talon! “What’s your name?” she asked. “Goshawk” he answered.  “Goshawk” she repeated. “I like that” He laughed. “Let’s get you out of this prison cell.” He held a rusted key, the same the other dragons used to lock her up. She smirked.  “Oh, right, thanks” Goshawk removed the chains around her ankles as well as the wing clamps. “Well, um be free?” He said awkwardly. “Wait" She said quickly. Aloe glanced at Dawn. I think Dawn might have a use for ME, if not, I can always kill her. Her mind flickered. Blood on a blade. Salty… Coppery… red… She shook her head. "Do you have the key for her cell?” Aloe nodded in Dawn’s direction. Goshawk nodded. “I think so.” He said as he shuffled through the keys. He paused. “Why do you want me to free her?” He said looking at Aloe. “Oh, um… maybe she can help us?” He suddenly looked confused. “Queen Ruby says she’s extremely dangerous.” Goshawk said. “Well, let’s give her a chance.” Aloe grinned. “It’s like a family.” Goshawk grinned as he unlocked Dawns cell. Hurry up. “HEY!” Aloe looked behind her. Oh shi- “GUARDS!” She yelled “Goshawk, Dawn! FLY, YOU FOOLS!” They took off, with Aloe right behind them. Goshawk and Dawn began to beat their wings, quickly leaving Aloe in the dust. COME ON! FASTER, ALOE! The guards were catching up. As they got closer Aloe recognized the one in the lead as Goshawks brother, his eyes were flames of fury. CRAP CRAP CRAP. She launched herself out of the door way and…. AIRBORNE! Anddd, I have a dragon with SKY in its tribes name chasing me. Well, if I don’t have any other choice…. 
I enchant myself to be slightly faster than the dragon’s chasing me any time I need a fast get away.
Aloe shot through the clouds, and straight into a cliff.
== Chapter Five ==
        OWWWWWWWWW. Aloe looked up. They were in a cave. She felt her head and winced. “Hey, Aloe.” Goshawk walked around the corner. Aloe gazed affectionately at Goshawk. “Hi.” “Do you want something to eat?” Goshawk asked. “I DO!” Dawn screamed from the other room. Goshawk rolled his eyes as Aloe glared at Dawn. 
***
Aloe was outside the secret cave. It had been a couple weeks since their getaway. Life was pretty uneventful. Well, the three dragon had gotten to know each other quite well. She heard the tiniest foot steps behind her, Scavenger? She turned her head, yep, Scavenger. She growled at it, the scavenger squeaked and ran. Then, she heard the footsteps she wanted. “Hello Goshawk.” “Hi Aloe.” He said, walking over and sitting next to her. They sat in silence. Aloe thought carefully. “Do you love anyone, Goshawk?” Goshawk stared at Aloe. He blushed, and looked away. “Do you love me, Goshawk?” Aloe asked Goshawk paused. He looked back at her and made a little kissing face. Aloe started laughing.Their tails twined together. 
They kissed.
***
It was wonderful to have a mate. 
She shuffled to her feet, untwisting her talons from Goshawk's. The cold floor shook her feet awake. It was almost time for her plan to commence ... step one and two has already been done, break out of prison and make two allies... she wasn't always planning to have a boyfriend, but Aloe didn’t really mind. She grinned. Now the sun was beginning to rise, and she was ready. Goshawk shuffled around uncomfortably.  He didn't get up or open his eyes, yet he could tell Aloe was awake. "A-Aloe? Are you already awake?" He slowly lifted off the floor and on to his feet. Goshawk made his way over to Aloe, he was clearly shocked by how cold the cave floor was. Aloe made her move she tossed herself onto Goshawk and kissed him. He seemed surprised but then smiled on the cheek. "You seem like you’re in a good mood." He spoke, grinning so big his face would fall off, and kissed her on the cheek. Aloe glanced Dawn who was staring at them. “Come on, we’re going flying.” Aloe growled at her. Dawn hastily got up and ran over to her whispering in Aloes ear, "Aloe and Goshawk, Flying in the sky, Getting all K-I-S-S-Y!" Aloe growled. She gracefully pranced to the cave opening. Aloe took a large step outside and spread her beautiful sandy wings. She leapt into the sky as Goshawk and Dawn followed her into the sunrise. Today felt like a great day to be a rouge murderer.
== Chapter Six ==
          Aloe soared through the air, as graceful as a SeaWing in a current. Enchanting jewelry was so much fun. All she had to do was slip in a earring and bam! Invincible scales! Or bam! Invisible any time a dragon she didn’t know looked at her! So much fun, so thrilling, so deadly. When am I getting to tell Goshawk about my magic? Soon. She answered herself. A uncontrollable smirk grew across her face and her talons clenched. She shook her self out and kept flying. Odd. Dawn and Goshawk were flying a couple lengths behind her looking like the were trying to keep up. Aloe was confused for a moment. Why are they so slow today? Then she realized she had her speed enchanted earrings on. “Hurry up you two!” She yelled, doing a cartwheel in the sky. “HOW. BY THE THREE MOONS. ARE YOU SO FAST.” Dawn Screamed. Aloe giggled. “Perhaps it just that you’re slowwww.” Dawn growled. “Oh, cheer up you grumpy SkyWing. Thanks to me, you’re out of that cell.” “Hey girls, let’s not argue.” Goshawk said, frowning at them. “Exactly, how about you fly up ahead while me and Goshawk chat, Dawn.” Dawn looked around at aloe. “Fine.” Dawn growled, speeding up. Aloe looked at Goshawk. I hate to do this, but I have too, my dear. 
It's time to spread some fear and dead bodies along the streets of Possibility. Aloe thought.
***
          Today’s target? Dragonet or elder? SkyWing or hybrid? Hm, today feels like “The first clumsy dragonet that I see will die” kind of day. As Aloe gracefully swooped down out onto the street, Dawn, and Goshawk landed just behind her in a perfect single file line. Aloe walked down the street, staring at the dragons who filled it. 
A SkyWing was solider chasing after a quick young IceWing who wore a bright red scarf. Aloe watched them, laughing at the struggling SkyWing. The IceWing had a roasted seagull clutched in his mouth and looked very determined to escape with it. The IceWing was running towards her, ready to take off. Now is my chance “STOP!” Aloe shouted at the dragonet. "Aloe?" Goshawk asked, confused. “Come with me, err, son.” Aloe said. The SkyWing who had been chasing the IceWing looked at Aloe, then shrugged. “Va, of course mozher." The IceWing rolled his eyes. "I guess I’m now va hybrid? I vill kill myself before I vould sink as low as not being a pure dragon.” He sneered at her. A few dragons gasped at his rude remark. "Aloe, let's leave." Goshawk murmured. Aloe didn’t want to leave. She was looking the IceWing in the eyes, trying to scare him, but he just stared right back. “Oh ok, just go ahead and offend all of us hybrids. Be a stupid, selfish, stuck up IceWing. Be like that pal, go ahead. Offend the hybrids one more time.” Aloe warned, trying to scare him. He puffed his chest out, Seeming to to not care. Bring it on, IceWing. “Va, ok. Hybrids suck. How do you even live with yourself? Not even a tribe to call your own. Just va jumbled up mess of dragon parts.” Aloe sneered at his argument. “Jumbled up mess of dragon parts? Ok IceWing.” Aloe sat down then pointed her talon at him and closed her eyes. "Aloe?" Goshawk asked once more. Her talons tingled. I enchant this IceWing to turn into a bright pink Rain-Ice hybrid with all his memories. No venom or frost breath. Just a harmless pink dragon. Then, he began to change. 
          A violent pink wave erupted across his scales, and on his neck a RainWing frill emerged. His tail became prehensile. The spell was complete. He was no longer a full IceWing. The expressions on the faces of the Possibility residents were priceless. “RUN! ANIMUS!” One dragon screamed. “It’s the DarkStalker’s daughter!”  But her voice was soon lost in the tangle of screams, wails and the rush of beating wings as the street emptied of its terrified crowd. Quickly the only dragons left were Aloe, Goshawk and Dawn. She saw her animus touched dragonet flying through the crowd trying to escape, looking terrified. Aloe sneered. Ha, I’m not done with you yet, little experiment.
== Chapter Seven ==
          I enchant the dirt at my feet to turn into a length of rope that will bring the hybrid back down to me, tied up so he can’t move. The coiled rope at her feet shot up and wrapped around his snout, wings and legs. He fell to the ground, hissing furiously. ”WHAT WAS THAT, ALOE?” Goshawk screamed, quite literally screaming in Aloe’s ear. “YOU- YOU’RE-AN ANIMUS?” “Calm down, Goshawk and Dawn.” “CALM DOWN? ALOE YOU DON’T KEEP SECRETS FROM YOUR MATE!“ “I enchant Goshawk to shut up.” Aloe turned to the IceWing. “Hello friend. Now, would you mind telling me what your name is?” Aloe loosened the rope around his snout. “Vhy vould I tell you?” He mumbled. “Now, that’s not a nice way to talk to your master. Tell me your name, hybrid.” He narrowed his eyes. “Shard vis my name” Aloe frowned. “Hm, Shard. You know what? I think Cadmium is a more fitting name.” Aloe laughed at his scowl. “I enchant Cadmium to view me as a kind dragon and to follow me like I am a Queen.”
***
          Aloe awakened and looked around, they were back in the cave. Aloe looked at Goshawk. Her was twined with his, and Aloe was sick of it. She punched him hard on the shoulder. Goshawk yelped and ran to the other end of the cave next to Dawn laying down with her scowling at Aloe. She growled at him. 
        Then, out of the shadows a dragon emerged. It looked like a NightWing because of its blackish grey color. What are they doing here? “Hello?” No answer. That’s it. Aloe got into a battle position and leapt at them. Then she crashed into the wall, and gasped. The dragon she attacked was made of smoke, a spirit of a dragon. “Hello, Aloe.” the spirit said. “Any idea who I am?.” She spoke, softly yet firm. “What?” Aloe growled. The Ghost laughed. “I’ll send along a vision for you soon enough, dear.” She replied. “Ah, look at my baby, all grown up.” The Ghost sighed. “Well, Aloe. Your magic is gaining powers over you, just as a warning.” The Spirit said. “WAIT! Who are you?” Aloe called. But the ghost had vanished.
          “Aloe! Aloe!” She forced her self awake. Goshawk was standing over her. Cadmium and Dawn were looking on looking scared. “WHAT? What is wrong with you all? I’m FINE!” Aloe barked. “You were yelling in your sleep, so I woke you up.” Goshawk replied. You would be too, if a ghost talked to you in a dream. Goshawk frowned at her. “What would you like to do today, enchant more things?” He growled. Aloe thought about this for a second. Cadmium growled at Aloe. Shut up you little- “How about we go hunting?” Dawn suggested. “Sure, let’s go.” She hissed at them.
          They sailed out of the cave, Aloe quickly caught a breeze and they set off soaring over the mountain. She found the scent of a rabbit. She quickly spiraled down and THERE! Aloe twisted and pounced, landing on the unsuspecting animal. She tore off the legs and gave one to each of her allies. Or are slaves the better word? She shook off this thought and watched Dawn eat her rabbit leg. Why is Cadmium not eating his? Ungrateful dragonet! “I don’t like ve meat.” He whined. “Tasted weird on my RainWing tongue“ He spat at Aloe. “Well then go eat some berries!” She snapped. He looked reproachfully at her then marched off. Aloe looked at Goshawk who for some reason was also not eating?!? “WHAT US WRONG WITH YOU TWO?DO YOU NOT LIKE TO EAT?”  Aloe shouted at him. “I do, But SOMEONE is being AN IDIOT, and I’m SICK OF IT!” He screamed at Aloe. Her stomach twisted. “SHUT UP YOU IDIOT .” Aloe screamed back. Dawn covered her ears. “SHUT UP! BOTH OF YOU! ALOE I AM SICK OF YOUR SHENANIGANS, AND I AM LEAVING TO GO MURDER DRAGONS ON MY OWN FREE TIME! I’M NOT FOLLOWING YOUR STUPID RULES ANY LONGER.” Dawn screeched. And she flew off. Aloe hissed. She took a clump off dirt from at her feet. “Turn into a throwing star, and go kill Dawn.” A scream split the air. A dragon body crashed though the trees into the ground. Dawn was dead. 
And Aloe had killed her SkyWing.
She completed her task.
She was done with the SkyWing territory.
And she flew away, watching Goshawk turn into a small red dot.
== Chapter Eight ==
        Aloe soared through the clouds. Not crying. Definitely not crying. She didn’t need Goshawk. She did not. She looked around, there! Out of the corner of her eye she thought she had seen a SandWing out of the corner of her eye. Aloe stopped and hovered. Never mind. 
***
The sun was beginning to set. Aloe flew down to the ground, landing in a large tree. Still on the edge of SkyWing Territory, she laid down to sleep for the night. 
Aloe let out a cry. An painful image pulsed repeatedly in her head. I am on a throne. Dead dragons are at my feet. The pain was blinding now. Then a different image. It’s a dragonet. Newly hatched.
          It’s my dragonet. MY DRAGONET. Then she realized. No, me and GOSHAWK’S DRAGONET.
          At last the image disappeared. The tingling in her claws was more powerful, painful, and pronounced then she had ever experienced.
        Aloe roared in pain as the vision finished. “ what was that?” She screamed.“ The air next to her right wing shimmered… Like a ghost. She felt the air move, the Ghost left? Then it dawned on her. 
“MOTHER!” Aloe yelled. “I REGRET NOTHING!”
***
Aloe was winging her way over the mountains, growling softly to her self. The path to the Scorpion Den she decided to take hooked down towards Jade Mountain and then back up to the Den. As she soared over yet another peak, she could finally see the line of the desert. Home. She looked to her left. There it is. Jade Mountain. Aloe stopped and hovered. She could see some Dragonets racing around the top of the huge mountain. There was a tiny whistle blow from a blue dragon standing outside the entry cave. The dragonets laughed and flew back to their classes. Aloe frowned. She closed her eyes and envisioned an image of Jade Mountain crumbling, as she hovered above. Screams coming from inside. That’s for another day, Aloe. 
***
The moons are beginning to rise on her second day of flying. It was probably time for her to stop and sleep.
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