Broken Star: A Wings of Fire fanfic

Broken Star 
== Queens ==
===NightWings and RainWings:===
Queen Potoo (RainWing-NightWing hybrid)
=== SkyWings: ===
Queen Zircon 
=== SandWings ===
Queen Fennec
=== SeaWings ===
Queen Ray
=== MudWings ===
Queen Heron
=== IceWings ===
Queen Tundra
=== HiveWings ===
Queen Goliath
=== SilkWings ===
Queen Atlas
=== LeafWings ===
Queen Almond
== Prologue ==
Around 1,000 years ago
A dragon was standing on a cliff.
a dragon with an army behind him.
The hybrid’s body bristled with tension, his rainbow-speckled wings were pressed close to his body. He took a deep breath, taking another glance at the dragons behind him.
Peacemaker stared ahead at the barren landscape before him. This was it. This was what would decide his fate. The fate of both of his tribes.
Dragons would die today, that he knew, better than anyone. Almost no dragon trusted him anymore, after what he did. The rest of the dragons behind him shouldn’t have even been here.
But they came. Their loyalty always stabbed Peacemaker like a dagger, when he’d first been crowned king of the NightWings and RainWings, everything had been fine, Queen Glory had stepped down, allowing Peacemaker and his wife, Firefly, to have the throne. The rainforest had been at peace. 
Peacemaker had always bonded with the dragons in the rainforest, so when he became king, he never made them bow before him, he had been happy, ruling his small tribes alongside Firefly, without the chaos of a war.
That all changed when he did what he did.
a glint of brown off to the side broke him out of his thoughts, he whirled toward a nearby cluster of pine trees— had he seen something in the leaves? It has only been for a moment, the NightWings and RainWings gathered behind him hadn’t seemed to noticed, surely he was only being paranoid.
And then he saw a flash of brown and gold, and in an instant, sharp claws dug into his scales, splattering red blood in every direction
He screeched in agony, he saw his soldiers come up from behind to tackle the MudWing, but his vision was blurring, he started to feel the world go a bit dark-
No, he thought, I will not pass out. I will not fall. I will not. I will not leave my friends to fight my battle. He raked his claws through his attacker’s snout, the MudWing soldier staggered backward for a moment, and Peacemaker rose to his feet, clutching the bleeding spot with one claw, he charged toward the MudWing, taking his claw off the wound at the last second and pinning him to the ground.
But Peacemaker hadn’t been trained to be a soldier, his kingdom had been peaceful before this. The MudWing was stronger, and he could see more of them coming up from behind.
And from there on, the battle raged on, dragons died on both sides, each digging into Peacemaker’s heart like a thorn. But eventually, the battle was over, neither side had won, and Peacemaker had died of his wounds shortly after.
and then, a few hours later, a NightWing rose.
the dragon staggered over to Peacemaker’s body, without a sound, they gently placed a tiny sapphire star in Peacemaker’s silent, screaming jaws, they closed the late king’s eyes with their talons, shut his jaw closed, and lay down, prepared to die beside their king, their only friend.
== Chapter 1 ==
Present day 
In the rainforest, everyone was happy.
In the rainforest, everyone was safe.
In the rainforest, NightWings and RainWings alike lived in peace, under the kind Queen Potoo, every dragon was welcomed and content.
In one particular home, two NightWong dragonets played.
Starchaser laughed as he tackled his younger sister, Truthreader, making sure his claws didn’t dig into Truth’s scales as he did so. Truthreader giggled, “Got you!” Starchaser cried in a playfully victorious tone as Truth wriggled under him, still giggling.
Star then proceeded to sit on her, grinning, when he heard a familiar voice call into the house, “Kids! I caught dinner!” The voice said.
Starchaser‘s face lit up at the sound of his mother, Hopefinder’s voice, he got up, “Race ya!” He said to Truthreader.
Truth grinned at him, the teardrop scales by her eyes glinting like they always did when she smiled, she nodded, then they bolted toward the entrance of their home, Star ran quickly, bursting out of the house in a few seconds, Truth followed, more slowly.
Thruthreader made a little disappointed ‘aww’ sound, and just then they both saw another NightWing with dark purplish-greenish-black scales, it one of Starchaser’s mothers, she was a short distance away, in front of her was an enormous green anaconda, turning over a fireplace. Hopefinder was waving to them with a grin,
Star’s jaw dropped, his parents practically never managed to bring back prey this big. the massive anaconda had to be as big as Star’s tail. He was pretty sure he could see a few of their neighbours who were also out by their fireplaces for dinner staring jealously at Starchaser’s home.
He ran over, Truthreader in tow, and sat on one of the benches next to the fireplace, Truth took a seat right next to him, ”How did you find this?” He asked Hopefinder.
”I saw it slithering around near the river, easy catch.” Hope replied with a smile as she carefully plucked the giant snake from the fireplace and lay it on a large leaf, Truthreader nodded; Trith always confirmed everything someone said with her mind reading, to eliminate the possibility of lying for Starchaser. Hopefinder subconsciously divided the snake into four sections and passed them to Truth and Star, she took one for herself, and left the other.
Starchaser was reminded by the fourth section that his other mother, Moonrise, didn’t seem to be here tonight, “Hey, why isn’t mom home yet?” he asked curiously.
Hopefinder squinted a little, as if trying to remember something, “She had to stay and work a bit later tonight, something about animal overpopulation in Glory.” She replied.
Moonrise worked as a wildlife expert for the whole rainforest, animals becoming hostile? She could handle it. Overpopulation issues? You bet, underpopulation issues? Absolutely. She was one of the best wildlife managers in the rainforest, so she often got called for jobs like that. Glory was the name of The neighbouring RainWing village, named after the earliest RainWing Queen in the SandWing Succession era. And that was apparently where Moonrise was right now.
“Ooh, cool! Hopefully she’ll be back soon!” Truthreader suddenly piped up.
Just then there was a rustle of leaves, Starchaser turned his head to see a hissing, muttering dragon coming through the bushes and vines near their home, batting away leaves with her talons as sticks scraped her scales, she finally kicked the greenery aside and came through, panting slightly.
the new dragon looked up, her dark purple eyes spotted them and her tired face lit up, she trotted over to them, smiling, and Starchaser grinned back, “Mom!” He and Truthreader cried at almost exactly the same time as the NightWing, Moonlight, gave them a quick hug.
”Hey, kids,” Moonlight said affectionately, she then walked over to the bench where Hopefinder was sitting and gave her a light kiss.
”I thought you said you’d be gone longer than this,” Hope said to her.
“I did,” Moonlight confirmed, ”But they overestimated the number of tarantulas in the village, so it only took us a bit to scatter ’em around and keep them from terrorizing just one village.” She chuckled, 
“Tarantulas!?” Truthreader cried in a panic, Starchaser smothered a laugh, Truth had always overreacted when it came to spiders, especially tarantulas, even after Moonlight lectured her time and time again about how not many rainforest spiders were actually dangerous, Starchaser had never understood dragons like Truthreader on that front.
“Yep, big ones too. and they weren’t very scary.” She replied, then glanced around, “Anddd, Looks like I made it just in time for dinner!” She added as she sat down.
Hopefinder passed her the piece of the anacond, and everyone began to settle in.
And just then, there was a flash of brown scales, and a long, broad snout poked its way out of the bushes.
And before anyone could react, the MudWing lunged out of the trees and bushes, his talons outstretched toward Truthreader.
Truthreader’s shriek of terror cut off long before Starchaser’s scream as the little NightWing dragonet was carried off into the night by large brown talons.
== Chapter 2 ==
Starchaser screamed until his throat grew dry, his sister, his Truthreader, was being taken away from him, and he had no idea why, tears welled up in his eyes, he wasn’t sure when it had happened, but he found his talon outstretched into the open air.
he couldn’t let this go, he wouldn’t let this go. He had to save her. He had to. he did’t know how, exactly, but he would. Whatever it took.
Starchaser glanced back at his mothers, Hopefinder and Moonlight, who each had expressions of horror and fury respectively. This was the last time he’d see them. . .
he shot into the sky after the MudWing, he heard Hopefinder call after him, but he was long gone, and he wasn’t going back until Truthreader was safe.
the MudWing glanced back at him, but kept flying, and Starchaser slowed down slightly to think, if he attacked the MudWing, what if he dropped Truthreader? A fall like that would certainly hurt her, and maybe even. . . His brain shied away from the thought.
but if I don’t fight back, where will he take her? What if something even worse happens? WHAT IF THEY KILL HER?
Starchaser couldn’t bear to think about that, he shot after the giant brown dragon, talons outstretched and ready to fight, he was faster and lighter than the MudWing, so it did take him long to catch up.
And when he did, he clawed at the MudWing’s side, he heard Truthreader yelp something fearful like ‘Starry?!’ And his heart ached to hear her innocent, scared voice.
He tried not to focus on that as he assaulted the MudWing, hoping to hit a vulnerable spot and knock him down.
But the larger dragon only grunted, and rammed his tail spikes into Starchaser, knocking him right out of the sky.
== Chapter 3 ==
Starchaser was dead.
at least, it felt like it.
the only thing keeping him from this conclusion was that he could feel hard stone under his back.
Also that his entire body felt like it had just had a boulder dropped on it. That too.
his eyes felt glued closed, like even the simplest of tasks like just blinking would take all of his little energy. His whole body ached and burned with pain, and he felt his breath come in short, ragged but quiet gasps.
he slowly peeled his eyes open, although it took all his energy to just manage that. The first thing he noticed that he was in a cave, and that somehow, there were several cloth wraps around her injuries, some of which had suspicious red tinges in certain spots.
oh, and the second thing he noticed was that someone was staring at him.
he yelped, a raspy, high-pitched noise that sounded all wrong to Starchaser. He tried to scramble back from the strange dragon, but his ribs and talons burst with pain the moment he tried to move. And the cloth bandages and wraps made movement hard.
the other dragon looked startled, too, even with his vision blurred, he saw the dark orange dragon jump, letting out a yelp that sounded much more natural than Starchaser’s.
”Woah! Woah! Calm down! I’m not going to hurt you!” The voice sounded masculine, but with a high note in it that sounded surprisingly sweet, as his vision started to clear, Starchaser saw the SkyWing (it was definitely a SkyWing, now that he looked) raise his palms innocently and gently step toward him.
”Wh- who are you?” Starchaser rasped quietly, making his throat burn with pain.
”Don’t talk too much,” The strange SkyWing warned, “But I’m Buzzard,”
”Starchaser.” Starchaser replied, using as little words as possible “H-“ his question was cut off.
”I know, I know what you’ll ask.” Buzzard interrupted, not unkindly, he hopped onto a nearby ledge beside Starchaser. 
“I’ll save you the words. You fell out of the sky, I was out near the Rainforest kingdom to visit a RainWing friend of mine, that’s when I saw you. anyway, I extremely heroically went after you, but you had hit the ground by the time I got to you, it hadn’t been from too far up, luckily, but I took you back here as soon as I could to treat your wounds.” Buzzard finished his story, he hesitated, then lowered his voice and added, “I was a bit afraid you wouldn’t wake up.”
Starchaser felt a little traumatized, his head spinning in a cycle of: I nearly died. I nearly died. I nearly died. and, What was I doing? What was I doing? What was I doing? he knew he was forgetting something. . . Something important.
He traced his memories, trying to think of what happened, but his thoughts felt kind of mottled and weirdly distant. Buzzard was watching him with a caring and patient expression, I think. . . I was coming home from school with Truthreader-
his thought chain stopped, a horrified look plastered itself onto his face, Truthreader! That MudWing! WHERE IS SHE?
Buzzard noticed his look, “Are you okay?” He asked, his amber eyes darted to Starchaser’s crushed ribs and limp legs, “I mean- as okay as you can be right now. . .”
”I have to find my sister!” Starchaser cried in a hoarse voice as he struggled restlessly to get up, trying and failing to ignore the burning feeling and shock that it sent along his body.
”Wait! Are you mad? You’ll die! You have to stay here!” Buzzard rushed over, his gold-red wings ruffling in a panic as he held Starchaser down, Starchaser struggled against him, but he was weak and broken right now, and Buzzard was older by at least a year.
”But my sister! But Truthreader!” He protested desperately.
”You can’t save her! Whoever she is, you’ll never be able to like this! you can’t leave!” Buzzard shouted, Starchaser looked into Buzzard’s eyes, he cared, he had only known Starchaser for a few minutes, but he cared about Star regardless, he reluctantly relaxed, although his heart still longed to hear Truthreader’s cheerful little voice again.
Buzzard relaxed, stepping back again, he looked down at his talons, “You can tell me what happened, if you want. . .” he said softly.
Starchasee hesitated, should he trust Buzzard? The dragon who was separating him from his sister? The dragon who he had only known for a few moments?
But he saved my life. Another half of his brain argued, I could have died without him. . . Without Buzzard, there would be no chance of me ever saving Truthreader.
So he told him. He told him everything. From Truthreader’s kidnapping to his attack on the MudWing. He told him because there was nothing else he could do.
Buzzard looked almost as traumatized as Starchaser by the end of it. “Wow. . .” He said finally, “I’m sorry about what happened to your sister.” There was a glint of something in Buzzard’s eye. there was something else he wanted to say.
”What is it?” Starchaser asked. “What do you want to say?”
“It’s just. . .” Buzzard started, looking down, “When you recover. . . You need to save your sister, to save Truthreader.” he met Starchaser’s eyes, “And I’m helping you.”
== Chapter 4 ==
”What!?” Starchaser cried (or, well, croaked), staring at Buzzard, “You’re doing what now?!” he asked, to shocked to focus on the awful feeling that climbed up his sore throat as he said it.
“I just. . . feel like I should.” Buzzard said with a shrug that looked far too casual for the situation.
”But it could be dangerous! And deadly!” Starchaser rasped.
”I could say the same for you.” Buzzard remarked wryly.
Starchaser huffed, that was a fair point. “I see your point,” he admitted finally, “But this isn’t your problem, it’s mine and Truthreader’s. I don’t want you to die, this is my fight.”
”You care about your sister, don’t you?” Buzzard said, Starchaser wasn’t sure where he was going, he nodded. “Surely you’d favor her life over some random dragon you’ve met for ten minutes. I could help you. And if I die along the way, at least you’ll have Truthreader.” He gave Starchaser a small grin.
Starchaser gaped at him, “I don’t- I wouldn’t- just because I don’t know you- that’s not-” He sputtered helplessly.
Buzzard smiled at him, “Relax. I’ll be fine. Just let me go with you.” Buzzard’s smile faded, “It’s not like I have anything to lose. . .” He muttered, then looked up at Starchaser again, giving him a slightly more faked-looking smile and holding out his talon low enough so that Starchaser could reach from his position on the ground.
Starchaser suspected that Buzzard hadn’t exactly had an ordinary childhood from that remark, but he didn’t press harder. He hesitantly held out his talon, which was shaking and slow from pain and fear, and slowly wrapped it around Buzzard’s, “Alright. . . If you’re sure.” He choked out.
”Thank you for letting me. . . I really do want to help you, you know.” He added, he glanced at Starchaser’s shaking arm, “Get some rest. We can’t do anything while you’re in this condition. You need to heal.”
Starchaser nodded slightly, with reluctance, he rested his head back on the cold stone—and, he noticed for the first time, the padded leaves scattered hastily below him as a makeshift bed, Buzzard had been in quite a hurry to set him down and get him healed.
he shut his eyes and tried to fall asleep, he eventually did, into a world full of nightmares and death.
== Chapter 5 ==
”Enough sleeping, you lazy hippo,” Said a playful voice from Starchaser’s left as he was prodded by sharp talons.
Starchaser grumbled something that didn’t exactly sound like dragon. He grumpily rolled over his side and lazily lifted his sore arm to swat the claw poking him.
”Starchaser! this is very important!” Said the voice impatiently, Starchaser grumbled again, but peeled his left eye open to peer at the dragon sleepily. It took him only a moment to recognize the SkyWing he’d spent the last day with, Buzzard.
he reluctantly got up into a half-sitting-half-lying down sort of position, and he noted that his legs and ribs (kind of) didn’t feel like they had been set on fire the moment he did.
”Finally,” Buzzard said, the older dragonet rolled his eyes and sat down, “You’ve slept for a whole day.”
Starchaser was startled, but he didn’t say anything about it, “So what are we doing now? Are we leaving?” He was surprised to find the rasp had mostly cleared from his voice, although it still hurt a bit when he talked.
”Nope. Not yet, you still aren’t quite well enough for that.” Buzzard replied, he noticed the way Starchaser’s wings hunched as he said it, and he lifted Starchaser’s chin, “but, I thought we could do some research and planning today, I’ve gathered some maps and scrolls about the Mud kingdom, I think we can figure out the best route, and maybe where they might be keeping your sister.”
Starchaser smiled a little for the first time since all this happened, he walked slowly over to where Buzzard had already ran over to.
Starchaser took in the entire cavern as he walked, it wasn’t just a cave, now that he took it all in, the foundation was a simple cavern, but Buzzard’s home had logs cut through the top to make tidy shelves covered in scrolls, medical supplies, woven cloth bags, and all sorts of things. Starchaser was fairly sure he even spotted a few (simple) carvings. 
“Wow. . .” Starchaser said wonderingly, “Did you make all this?” He asked, glancing in Buzzard’s direction.
”Oh. . . Yeah, it’s not much though. I bet someone else could do way better. . .” The SkyWing replied, “Come on,”
Starchaser nodded, his pace quickened slightly, and he sat down next to Buzzard, letting his muscles relax. He saw that Buzzard had a number of maps, scrolls, and supplies laid out in front of him. He picked up a leafy, cloth-woven sack at random and opened it, inside was. . . More cloth?
Buzzard noticed his confusion and glanced over, “Oh, that’s in case one of us gets injured and we need to make a sling, or something.” he explained, “But that’s not important right now.“
He motioned Starchaser over to a map and tapped a mountain circled in messy ink, “That’s where this cave is. We need to figure out a good route from here to the mud kingdom. we’ll deal with sneaking in later.”
Starchaser‘s heart sank, the mountain was on the claws of the clouds range, up north somewhere sort of near the Ice Kingdom. It would take at least a full day to reach, and that was flying. “Route? Can’t we just fly straight?”
Buzzard shifted nervously, “Right, yeah, so I’ve been looking at them. . . Both your wings are broken,” Starchaser gaped at him, “I didn’t want to tell you. . .but your wings were what cushioned your fall. you fell straight on the bones. You won’t be able to fly.” 
Starchaser’s heart sank even further, he’d never find Truthreader in this state. “Then. . . How. . . What. . . This- this will never work. . .” He choked with a small sob, “What if by the time I get there. . What if. . .” He trailed off.
“Hey, Hey, Don’t think like that! We can do this without flying! Where’s the dragon I saw two days ago?” He felt Buzzard trying to grin at him, but he was looking down.
Buzzard forced himself in front of Starchaser and lifted his head so he could look at him. “Never give up hope when it comes to something like this. There’s always a chance you can fail. But that never means you shouldn’t try,” his serious expression faltered for a a moment, and what looked like guilt slipped onto his face, “I did that, once. And it cost me everything. . .” He stared at Starchaser, “So look me in the eye and promise me you’ll never, ever, ever give up hope.”
And Starchaser looked up at him, and nodded.
== Chapter 6 ==
Starchaser watched as Buzzard sat back, looking relieved, “Good, just please, remember that.” He smiled at Starchaser, ”Let’s get back to planning.” 
Starchaser nodded again, ”Yeah, yeah, planning. Right.” He said, thinking, going on without flight would be hard, but they could do this. They had to do this.
He lightly traced his talon across the faded parchment, trying to imagine what the landscape would be like in his head as he murmured to himself, “Buzzard?” He asked.
The SkyWing looked up from tinkering with some kind of sac, “Do you have something to write with?” Buzzard nodded, then materialized a small inkpot from one of the shelves.
”Here,” Buzzard said, passing it to Starchaser. Star nodded his thanks, then dipped his talons in the ink and started to mark some possibly hazardous zones, the route coming together in his head.
Buzzard leaned over his shoulder to peer at the map, “Smart.” He commented, “High climbing would be dangerous, wouldn’t it?” He mused.
Starchaser gave him a small smile, “Well, you’re the expert, living here and all, but yeah, I figured they would be,” He replied, then a thought occurred to him, “Hey. . . Where did you get all this? I mean, you made some of it, I think. but where’d the supplies come from?”
Buzzard tensed, looking nervous, “Th- that doesn’t matter. All that matters is we have it. . . I mean, obviously I traded it. Fair and square, nothing else involved. Just normal trade.”
Starchaser looked sceptical.
”Ugh! Who cares if I maybe-possibly stole it!? I’m helping you here! Stop giving me that look! Well, I’M sorry for trying to save your sister’s stupid life!” He burst out, hissing.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to- you’re not- Buzzard! Where are you going?” Starchaser cried as Buzzard stormed out of the cavern, into the outdoors.
Starchaser sighed, burying his face in his talons, Buzzard was right. He had no right to judge whatever method the young SkyWing had used to help him, why couldn’t he have just shut his mouth and accepted the help? Truthreader‘s safety was what mattered. He shouldn’t have cared.
He stabbed his talons into the ground, letting all his misery sink into him at once as he collapsed from all his conflicted thoughts.
==Chapter 7==
Starchaser eventually calmed down enough to get up and see what was going on.
he limped cautiously over to the mouth of the cave, Buzzard hadn’t gone far; he was sitting by the cave entrance, watching the sunset.
Starchaser couldn’t see his face, but from the way his wings and talons drooped, it’d probably be best if he approached this carefully.
”Um. . Buzzard?” Starchaser asked, poking his head out of the cavern.
Buzzard glanced at him with a sad side-smile, “Knew you’d come.” He said, before his face went back into frown.
Starchaser blinked, stepping over so he was beside the SkyWing, “Are. . Are you okay?”
Buzzard tilted his head at him, “By most definitions of the word, I suppose,” he replied.
Starchaser blinked at him.
“It means I’m fine, idiot.” Buzzard replied, looking more exasperated then mad. . . And then his whole face just went dark again, and he turned away quickly, quietly averting his gaze to the sunset.
”You’re clearly not.” Starchaser said kindly.
Buzzard only sighed in response.
Starchaser hesitated, “You don’t really have to tell me. . .”
Buzzard sighed again, he took a deep breath. . .
”I’m a thief.” Buzzard blurted, not meeting Starchaser’s gaze.
Starchaser blinked at him, startled, “A what!?”
“A thief.” Buzzard said again, 
“I know, I know it’s wrong! I’ve heard it a thousand times. . . But it’s all I can do to survive. . . dragons are so selfish. . . They never stop to help anyone, they hoard treasure they don’t need. They leave dragons to die just so they can get another shiny necklace. . Dragons have taken everything from me over and over again. . . Why can’t I try to survive?” Buzzard trailed off as if he‘d forgotten he was talking to Starchaser, he wasn’t even looking at him, just gazing at the sunset.
Starchaser was silent, he’d had no idea Buzzard’s life had been like this. . . “I’m sorry. .” He said, unable to say anything else.
Buzzard jumped back slightly, glancing at him, “I’m- I’m sorry!” he cried, “I shouldn’t- I just- please, don’t hate me- I know you will- just, please. . . I’m sorry, I know you think I’m awful, selfish— heck, I probably am-”
”Stop! Stop! Why would I hate you?” Star asked Buzzard.
”Why wouldn’t you?” Buzzard yelped, face buried in his talons.
“Because I can tell you’ve been through something.” Starchaser stated, Buzzard winced, “And Because, well. . . you saved my life.”
Buzzard snorted, “Any half-decent dragon would.”
Starchaser wasn’t sure about that, he knew plenty of fine dragons who might not even try.
”Look,” Chaser tried, “That could be true, but I might be dead without you.” He said, “And even if you‘ve done some bad things, you’re still a good, kind dragon who is willing to help someone you barely even know. You’re kind, brave, good, and talented, and I don’t think anyone should ever hate you.”
Buzzard was silent for a few moments.
a tear trailed down his left cheek, and then he suddenly burst into sobbing and wrapped his wings around Starchaser.
Starchaser froze, bewildered, then slowly returned the hug, wrap his legs around Buzzard and leaning into him
There was a long pause.
”Thank you.” Buzzard whispered finally, “Thank you.”
”You’re the one I should be thanking.” Starchaser replied quietly.
Buzzard just shook his head, not replying to that, he looked up at Starchaser with a weak, fragile smile, “Now let’s go save your sister.“
== Chapter 7 ==
The next morning, Starchaser and Buzzard had gotten up early, grabbed their supplies, and headed out southwest.
They’d had to take a detour around the edges of the Sky Kingdom, out more west near the Sand and Ice kingdoms, by now it was afternoon, and to Starchaser, it felt like every step they made took ages.
His thoughts were interrupted by a whoosh of wings, followed by the sound of talons thumping on hard ground.
”Not far to go,” Buzzard said as he landed beside Starchaser, “There’s a small cave just a little ways north of here, we should be able to get there soon and rest for an hour or two.”
Starchaser resisted the urge to sigh, his bones ached, his claws were tired, and this felt like it was taking days, but he nodded and powered forward.
Around fifteen minutes later, Buzzard turned out to be correct.
A cave yawned in the cliffside, dark and gaping.
Starchaser shuddered, this was nothing like the rainforest he was so used to, and nothing like Buzzard’s cozy, well-lit caverns, it looked like a giant gaping mouth had just opened up in the mountain where there shouldn’t be one, casting its shadow on the world.
Buzzard flicked his tail, “Come on,” He said.
Starchaser was amazed at Buzzard’s unfazed expression, and he suddenly realized the SkyWing must have been used to these types of areas; he had only just realized that although Buzzard seemed only around a year older than him, He had been the only one in his cave, which meant he lived alone, or his family were somewhere else.
He blinked, suddenly seeing the SkyWing in a new light.
”Well?” Buzzard called slightly impatiently, hopping toward the cave.
”Oh- uh, coming!” Starchaser said, running after him.
Little did they know someone was stalking them from the shadows, watching, waiting, seeing their every move.
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