Ich Habe Keine Ahnung

The SkyWing dragged his limp body through the sand, groaning with exhaustion and agony. Each movement shot daggers of pain through his entire body, horrid, ripping, agony that shredded his every thought. His entire body screamed, begging him to stop, to drink water, to rest. But he knew that if he stopped, he would never move again. 
"You'll come back, right?" His tiny brother looked terrified, worried that his brother might leave him forever.
"Don't worry, I just need to go fight for a little while, and it's just going to be SeaWings. There's nothing to worry about. They can't even breathe fire!" He scoffed, thinking of how easy the war would be. Another bolt of pain almost stopped him, but he dragged himself forward again, stopping against a rock. He slowly let himself relax slouching against the boulder, then sighed with relief as the flow of pain ebbed away. As he relaxed, he coughed, and flecks of blood splattered against the boulder. And the color reminded him of her scales. 
"Don't get yourself killed, okay?" He couldn't believe that she was worried about him. She had seen him fight! She had even had a few practice bouts with him. "It's just a patrol. I'll be back before lunch. What could happen?" 
She looked at him for a few seconds, then replied. "IceWings. I heard that there are IceWings somewhere near our territory. And I don't want you to get hurt." ''
"I'll be fine. They're just rumors and we both know it." She stuttered for a second."I-I love you. Don't die, I don't want to lose you." 
"I know. Don't worry about me. Worry about those IceWings you heard about. And I love you too. You know that." 
He gasped, pain arching through his body. Then he steeled himself and looked at the wound in his side. He wiped away the blood and groaned. The Icewings claws had ripped through the flesh between his ribs, penetrating his scales like they weren't there. He was dying. The blood he had coughed up meant that his lung was damaged. He felt dizzy as he realized it. He was dying. 
He felt invincible. He was surrounded by the orange and reds of his comrades, they were SkyWings. They controlled the skies. "IceWings! We're under attack!" panic shot through him, then he squashed it. He was fine. He was indestructible. Only a few seconds later, an IceWing grabbed him, slashing at his ribs and twisting through the sky. He watched his comrades get slaughtered from the ground.
His vision was darkening, and he felt light headed. Then he started crying. He would never see his brother again, and he would never share a kiss with a dragon. He would never see her again. Then the muscles in his neck gave out, and as his head fell against the rock. One last thought filtered through his dying mind. Why?
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