Eliadora , Darkstorm , Thunerstorm , Vortex and Fireline's storie

== The Orca's daugther : ==
= ~ PROLOGUE~ =
It was raining.
The water, falling from the sky, emitted a multitude of little noises on the blades.
The wind was blowing on the waves that shimmered under the moons.
These shone in the darkness. One of them was full, and the others were only a scratch in the sky.
A dragon was flying a little lower, scrutinizing the immense expanse of water.
It was a sea dragon, although the brilliance of the moons and night gave it the appearance of a NightWing.
His eyes watched every little corner, every tiny patch the sea could hide.  It was that night, he knew.
That night, this seemed like a night like the others, that the prophecy of the mysterious and unknown NightWing would take place.
Nautilus, lost in thought, shook his head. "A prophecy invented by a NightWing, what an idea ... Finally if one can use these dragons as a powerful secret weapon ... And this time the five elect cannot escape ..."
He smiled. "In a submarine cave, it is less likely to escape, ... perhaps the SeaWing, ... But if the other dragonflies are his friends, he will never abandon them, like Fatespeaker, that imbecile of false Dragonet of Destiny ... And I would personally watch over them to be his friends ... "
Thinking about it, he drew closer to the water.
He was now flying at the waves, so that the waves licked his wings at each beat.
Nautilus narrowed his eyes.
"If there is no egg in the water - which is certainly the case - I found it on an island ..."
The dragon was already beginning to move higher, when a white spot in the middle of the water would attract his attention.
He wanted to fly higher and praise, but the shiny little spot called out to him ...
He approached this egg - for the white spot was an egg - and looked at him carefully.
The eggs of the SeaWings were of a bluish white, somewhat like a wing of ice, sometimes covered with blue and green, but they remained rather clear.
But this one was strange darker, more blue, more scintillating.
"Well, anyway, it's always a SeaWing egg ... And there's no other egg in the middle of the ocean ... Well, I guess ...”
Nautilus was exhausted, soaked to the bone (even though the SeaWings loved to be wet, they liked it less water weighing their wings at the point of flight), hungry (he had not eaten anything since the day before) , and did not want to look for another egg in the middle of the blades.
It is therefore necessary delicately between its paws.
"It's crazy, an egg should be dead for a long time, and yet it's still hot ... It's a chance that it's not eaten by a shark ..."
He flew towards the cave.
"Will it be a male, or a female?"
I always wondered how the mothers do to know if it is a male or a female ... In any case, it will be born tonight, and it is not hard to guess ..."
Indeed, the egg moved so much that it threatened to break.
But Nautilus was in great haste to return to the cave, and did not take care of the egg.
At that moment the egg broke into a thousand pieces, and the dragon in the egg fell into the water.
Nautilus plunged it out.
The sea dragon was slipping on the scales of the dragon, which managed to catch him and lift him out of the water.
The young dragoon, frightened, wounded a squeal.
- Irrrrrrk
- Calm down, you get to the subterranean cave.
- Awrrk
-    We arrive…
They arrived near a tiny island, where the waves crashed on its sides. The dragon dived underwater.
- Hold on tight!
- Awrrk?
They came in front of a submarine entrance. Nautilus called:
-Cirrus!
-Nautilus …
- I bring a new recruit!
They reached a cave.
It was much larger than the outer island, and it was astonishingly luminous.
The light came from an opening camouflaged in the rock.
The moons always shone above their heads.
-A SeaWing, then!
- Uh ...
-Oh, sorry, a female SeaWing!
Nautilus was a little lost in this avalanche of hostility, but Cirrus had always been like that.
"I must find a name for him;
-    Very good. You will call me when you have chosen. I'll get the IceWing.
Cirrus left in the storm that was now raging.
Nautilus looked at the sky and then contemplated the young wagon:
It was dark blue, its luminous bands shining in the dim light.
He noticed luminous bands around his eyes and one on the corner of each eye.
It had the horns of a lighter blue, as well as under its wings, on its dorsal crest, and on the webs between her claws.
She had a birthmark on the neck also lighter.
But the strangest was neither his luminous bands, nor his lighter blue spot, nor his tail thinner than the tails of the other Sea Wings, had his eyes:
They were purple-red, and they possessed delicate golden trays which started from the pupil.
The wagon returned her eyes.
He continued:
"In memory of this tempest, I would call you Darkstorm."
- Darkstorm? Said the little dragon.
- And now, let's hope all our plan will work...
                ~ CHAPTER 1 ~  
Some
moon later…'''''
Darkstorm would never understand the guardians of the cave: they
wanted to educate them in order to serve a prophecy, and yet they did not seem to believe in it.
She had read in their minds that they wanted to use them for great revenge, while the elected did not even know what had happened... 
Besides, the other dragons were of opinion: 
Vortex only wanted to serve them when he knew what it was, and if he
wanted, and he was not even sure of his judgment. 
Fireline did not care, unless she could discover the world to show her
splendor. 
Eliadora thought that it was better to be wary, but she devoured with
desire to discover the world.
Thunderstorm was anxious to travel.
That's what they thought.
Vortex was a wing of a little
hammer, Fireline, a very beautiful SandWing a little crazy, Eliadora, a Hybrid
RainWing a little shady and Thunderstorm, a strange IceWing very excited and
very nice. 
Darkstorm loved them all, notwithstanding the rancorous side of Vortex,
Fireline's coquetry, Eliadora’s sudden change of mood, and Thunderstorm's
excitement. They had been reared by Nautilus and Cirrus, a furious SandWing
called Scorpion, and a SkyWing named Ash. 
Nautilus had taught them how to swim, how to fish... 
Cirrus had taught them the weak points and strong points of the other
dragons and had taught them to spit their breaths.
 Scorpio has taught them to hunt, fight...
 Ash had them to steal, and had helped them to spit their breath.
 And in terms of learning to read, and learning history,... 
 They took turns.
 Darkstorm was very fond of the art sessions, where she sculpted small statues. 
 She was the best way to give life to stone, wood, other materials ... 
 But his professors did not care much about art and Darkstorm preferred to show his works to his friends or to Ash, who always congratulated. She was also very good at drawing, and she was full of imagination.
 Vortex liked to tinker, but was not his great passion. Nevertheless, he showed his tinkering to Darkstorm and the other dragons.
 Fireline favored her bodily beauty and stopped showing others.
 Eliadora loved to draw, paint and sculpt, and so she often went with Tornado in the arts room. She also had a bad idea of ​​what she sometimes gave to Darkstorm when she needed it.
 Thunderstorm liked drawing and painting and often joined his two elders without hesitation.
 
 
 That day, they went into the fighting room. 
 Darkstorm knew and loved to fight, but hated to fight against Scorpio. 
 And she had to fight him first. Scorpio never ceased to scratch her, and to mock her wickedly. 
 -Let us see if this pretentious SeaWing can resist twenty minutes against me.
 - I'm not pretentious!
 - That's what we're going to see ... Attack me! 
 Darkstorm threw himself on the dragon. She gave him a series of claws and paws. He attacked all his attacks easily, while Darkstorm fought like a strike. She tapped him in the head. He defended himself with a reverse of his paw.
 - Too easy, the SeaWing! Attack in another way. 
 Darkstorm jumped on his back and tried to hit the ground. But the enormous dragon was too heavy and she barely managed to make him stumble. 
 The SandWing laughed at her:
 - You think you're smart!
 She bit his neck. He grunted and threw Darkstorm on the wall. The latter, however, managed to rise thanks to its wings.
 -And now to me! He went on the attack.
 
 Darkstorm rolled to the side, protecting himself from his wing. 
 - You do not get your head back enough! 
 He gripped her. She let out a little cry.
 - Poor little girl ! I hurt you ? 
 Insulting, Darkstorm threw himself on him.
 
 He dodged.
 - Missed ! 
 He clawed it at the muzzle. She grimaced, then came back to the charge, but the great dragon held her by the front leg and tipped her forward. Darkstorm crashed against the rock face. 
 - Still missed! Now my turn! He threw himself on her. She avoided her claws, then rolled under her stomach and gripped her.
 - And that ? Perhaps it’s “missed”? The Sand Dragon grunted: 
 - That's what you're going to see! 
 He gave her a huge kick, so that she was thrown at the other end of the cave. She was unconscious, and a stream of blood flowed from her neck.
 - Next ! 
 Thunderstorm rushed to Darkstorm, who was waking up and trying to get up.
 - It's okay? 
 - Uh ... Like a dog crushing? 
 Vortex stood in front of the huge Sand dragon. 
 -You're completely sick!
 - Oh, I see that our very dear IceWing wants to fight. Let us see if it will hold longer than the Sea Wing. 
 Vortex threw himself on Scorpio. It was then that Darkstorm had an idea:
"Vortex?
" 
"You see that I am
in full combat! " ''
"I know ... concentrate your thoughts on the Sand dragon. "
 "Good idea ... But, is not it cheating?"
 "He cheats himself!"
The Sand Wing made a vicious
blow. Vortex, who had read in the thoughts of the dragon in advance, remedied
the attack very easily. 
Scorpio was unleashed. Vortex for all his shots with an ease that is
almost scary. The dragon grew tired more and more. 
- That's enough... 
To the next one! 
- Me! I want to try again! 
- You! sneered SandWing. 
- Yes! The Sand Dragon threw himself on Darkstorm. She dodged and
struck. He did not expect it, and caught it in the face. 
Furious, he reattached and Darkstorm threw himself under him. She
scratched her front paws, rolled to the tail and scratched her hind legs. He
collapses on the ground with a crash. The SeaWing blew her back, the tail,
grabbed her with a wing and the plate on the ground. As he moved to free
herself, she bit her tail. He moaned. 
- Pity ... Enough, enough... 
-Who is the poor SandWing? I hurt you? 
It releases the great dragon. At once he attempted an attack from
behind. She turned, stooped, and the Sable dragon hovered over the head of Darkstorm
and landed on the wall, knocked out. 
- Good game! He congratulated Thunderstorm. 
Darkstorm smiled.
She took a fresh air.
- Is not it? 
She winked at Thunderstorm who smiled, too. 
- Of course ! I think the battle session is over for today. 
A little later they met Ash. She demanded, somewhat surprised, whether
the fighting session went well.
- A wonder, thank you! Replies Darkstorm
with a big smile. 
Ash the view with a perplexed air and Tornado heard in his thoughts:
 "There was something past in the battle
room ..." ''
Then Ash walked quickly into the fighting room. 
As soon as she had gone away, Vortex added: 
- Oh yes, something happened...
While Enlightened kept on
laughing. 
-What now?
- Now, on a history. Eliadora
announced. 
- Yeah! Great! And it is Ash who made us the course. Declared
Thunderstorm. Darkstorm and his
friends arrived in the story room. The whole room was lined with cards and
scrolls. Ash entered the room. Thunderstorm was jumping for joy.
-Can we talk about the legends of the Night Wings? Please !!!
- All right, OK. In fact, bravo for yesterday's fight. And now, take the
scroll “legend of the Night Wings”.
Tornado unrolled the Scroll and began to read.
In the secret Kingdom
of Night, a dragon named Mysterious lived. This one, was five years old, soon six.
He learned, like all NightWings, his powers and how to use them. Mysterious was
particularly gifted. This put a seven-year-old wristband, Umbrage, horribly
jealous, for the young night-dragon was much more powerful and brilliant than
her. Mysterious was serious and cultivated, unlike her. She slyly waited for
the night to kill him. But the latter used his power and pretended to go to
bed, but he stayed in the corridor and then put on the skins and cousins ​​that formed his bed so that we have the
impression that there is a dragon in. Umbrage was caught. What was his
astonishment the next day, when Mysterious came to lunch at the common room. In
rage, she defied Queen Starsky and became Queen. Immediately over power, she
sent Mysterious to prison and sentenced her to death.''
But he used his powers
and escaped. Mad with rage, she pursued him with the guards of his army for
three months and three days. Mysterious, feeling that the guards were going to
catch up with him, went downstairs. The guards and the queen followed him. But
Mysterious knew that there were sharp spikes, and he avoided them. The guards
and the queen, not having seen the picks, threw themselves on them and were
impaled alive. The queen, her heart pierced by a rock, died. The daughter of
Starsky, Burning, ascended the throne, and Mysterious became one of the most
illustrious Night Wings.''
Tornado contemplated the sketch; represent the queen Umbrage pursuer
Mysterious.
"This is the most
stupid story of all Pyrrhia."''
This thought came from Vortex. Tornado, on his part, was a bit of his
opinion.
-
This story is a very popular legend about the powers of the NightWings.
At these words, Darkstorm smiled,
Vortex assumed an exasperated air, Fireline was not listening at all, Eliadora
looked at the window and giggled, and Thunderstorm let out a little hiccup of
astonishment. Despite the curious behavior of the students, Ash went on:
- And now, take the Darkstalker scroll, or legend of death.
 Darkstorm rewound the previous scroll and unrolled the second scroll. 
A long time ago, in the
Night Kingdom, a strange dragon was found. He was very pale, and was strangely
skeletal, and he was called Darkstalker. The other dragons called him a
skeleton, and Darkstorm did not like it. As soon as he was tall, he called a
skeleton dragon army that destroyed everything in its path. But the dragoons
arrived at the captured and buried him alive. ''
Darkstorm refrained from raising his eyes to heaven. 
"No, it's this
story, the most debilitating story of Pyrrhia ..." Grumbled Vortex in
thoughts.
- Of course, this story is senseless, but that's how some NightWings
sees Darkstalker, whose story we will study later ... So take the parchment
History of Animus, since it does not exist of parchment especially on
Darkstalker that is real or even plausible.
Darkstorm now had three parchments to open and closed.
After a little while, she managed to subdue the parchments and unfold
the Animus’s Histories.
- Read the paragraph on Albatross, then on Darkstalker, and finally on
Fathom.
Darkstorm read the three paragraphs and looked at the animated objects.
"At last a story a
little less ridiculous!"''
Sighed Vortex.
Darkstalker smiled. Thunderstorm imagined himself in front of a gigantic
black dragon. Darkstorm reassured her in thought:
"Do not worry, if
he attacks you, I bite him!"''
- Okay, we're done for today. Will you rest.
The dragons rushed out. 
-Prems for lunch! cried Thunderstorm. Darkstorm and Eliadora were the
last to get out of the history room.
- We'll play at Darkstalker and company after lunch.
~ CHAPTER 2 ~
After the meal, the dragons
arrived near their rooms. 
-What if we played Spectral and company?
- Ok, who wants to be Albatross? 
- I want to. 
Thunderstorm played Fathom, Eliadora played the queen, Vortex became the
son of Albatross, and Fireline, Perl, the Albatross’s granddaughter. 
Eliadora walked round the palace, watching Albatross from the corner of
her eye. 
Vortex made a little bow and said: 
-Ô your Majesty, your grandeur, your sublimity, O queen of the SeaWings,
will you humbly serve your honor?
"Um ... Vortex, is not it a bit too much?" Eliadora
thought a little taken aback. 
" No !” Replied Vortex in
thought. 
-I'm going to supervise Albatross' work.
-Could I help you? 
-Very well, watch the lower floors.
Vortex descended from the rock. 
Albatross-Darkstorm jumped on Eliadora. 
Half-played, half-fighting, the two dragons rolled into the cave.
Then Darkstorm pinned her to the
ground, and pretended that she was cutting her head. 
Vortex shrieked and went off in all directions, shouting, choking,
crying, while everyone was clogging his ears. 
Darkstorm put an end to the vociferations by killing him. It was then
tears, and cry of despair.
Thunderstorm soon came to the
scene and took a piece of stalagmite and killed Albatross-Darkstorm. 
This one was more realistic than Vortex and uttered only a cry, then
fell to the ground, dead.
Fireline mounted a stalagmite,
and declared that she was queen. At that moment, Scorpion arrived in the room:
- What is all the heck ?! And all
those cries ?! Are you sick or what ?! 
No
one had time to answer. 
Albatross-Darkstorm  was trying to
get up, but Thunderstorm fell on him with tails, wings and tangled legs. 
Vortex had not seen or heard anything, and continued his lamentations. 
Fireline tried to descend from the peak, but she slid majestically, made
a spectacular and graceful glide and landed a little less gracefully.
Meanwhile, Eliadora quickly
picked up what was hanging around and threw her into the river with a tail
shot. 
- I repeat my question!
Darkstorm had succeeded in
extricating himself, Fireline sat up, vexed, Thunderstorm tried to make Vortex
understand that Scorpio was going to observe them.
- What were you doing ? 
- Uh ... We were cleaning the corridor and ah ... we were talking about
... the ... the ... thingy, uh ... no ...
the scrolly, uh …Scroll ! 
- You are laughing at me ?
- Yes ... Uh, no, not at all! 
- Mom, good, go to the art room!
- Yes, we will continue our
project! 
Tornado winked at the others. 
-Ah, the great statue! proposed Vortex. 
Tornado clapped his head and shook his head. 
"No, you do not!" 
I'm talking about the magic project! That's why we have to endure the
stupidities of the Night Wings in history! "
 " Really ! " 
"Uh ... What is
the magic project already?" ''
"Um ... nothing, drop it,
you'll see it later, in the art room ..."
They
arrived in this one. They made sure all the guards were further away. Then
Darkstalker made them come to their secret room. 
-If we ever ask questions, we'll say we went for crystals!
They arrived in a room bathed in
light.  
It was covered with crystals that sent light back. 
Above their heads, it held a dormer hidden in the rock. At all times of
the day and even at night, the room was bathed in light. The light of the sun
or the moons entered through the great skylight. 
The dragons threw themselves on the crystals.
Darkstorm picked up a blue and
black, with red-violet scrolls and some small golden glow like his eyes. 
Vortex caught a white-bluish, flowing orange and black.
Fireline seized a golden and
orange-yellow, covered with multicolored brightness.
Eliadora grabbed an orange and
blue, veined with white, with multicolored bursts.
Eclaire caught a purple-blue,
veiner of black with colored splinters.
After this they returned to the
art room.
- It was awesome! And to say that
we were born in this room! 
- Cloons the parchments, Albatross would have lost his head after using
his magic. And he's lost it as he used it. 
- A strange curse ... 
- If we put magic in the crystal. We would form a magic pendant that
will protect us.
- Good idea, but are you sure
that we are animus?
- At least one of us, I think ...
anyway, I think it's worth trying. So they all tried.
- Uh, I do not know if it worked,
but my crystal is mid to palpitate. 
Indeed, it was believed that the crystals were alive. 
- So it worked! exclaimed Vortex. 
Darkstorm shook his head.
- Maybe they were like that
before.
- Well, anyway, it will make a
very nice pendant...
This remark came from Fireline. 
- Fireline is right. They took the art accessories to finish the
necklace. 
Darkstorm and Thunderstorm had taken a blue and purple chain. 
But that of Thunderstorm had gilded reflections, as that of Darkstorm
had black reflections. 
Fireline and Eliadora had taken a golden chain, covered with
multicolored shards.
But Eliadora's was a little blue.
Like that of Vortex which was silvered and bluish.
After hanging it, they began to construct the statue of which Vortex had
spoken.
But at the same time, they spoke in thoughts. And they pretended to have
visions.
They continued until the evening. Then they went to bed.
- I'll have a premonition dream before you!
- It would surprise me, I'm going to have a vision before you!
~ CHAPTER 3 ~
Tornado woke up.
She went into the crystal room. 
She watched as no one looked at her and she passed through the dormer
window. 
Normally she would not have known how to fly, but she was training in
secret. 
"What a pity that other dragons do not know how to steal ..." 
She herself did not think about her nocturnal escapades during the day
so that the other wagons do not know and so they are neither jealous nor vexed.
She would go for a walk when she slept well and the day was not too
long. 
She was now heading offshore. 
She had been flying for a very long time when she saw a small island in
the distance.
She rested there until the moons
began to descend to the horizon. 
Afterwards, she quickly returned to the submerged cave and slept until
the dawn. 
Two days later she began her walk again. 
The day she was very tired, and she slept for a long time every other
night. 
She began again two days later.
She passed the little island and headed east, that is to say, towards
the Bay at the Thousand Scales. 
She rested on another island, this time a little bigger.
The days passed. 
She was going to walk farther and farther. Six days later she arrived in
the Bay at Thousand Scales and met three SeaWings on a large island. One was
dark blue, another was moss green, and the last was turquoise.
-    Hello!
- Hi, you're probably not from here. We've never seen you here. Said the
green dragon.
- Uh ... no, I live in a corner retreat.
-    Alone?! Emitted the turquoise
strap
- No ... With my parents.
-    What's your name? Asked the
blue dragon.
- Darkstorm... And you?
"Here is Crayfish and Eelbuck." 
The blue dragon marked the green dragon and the turquoise strap. And
it's Froth.
Darkstorm was a little embarrassed. She knew no SeaWing, by Nautilus,
and did not know how to react.
But she asked them questions about them, their ways of living and about
their kingdom. 
The SeaWings explained to him much about the SeaWings, but were a little
perplexed.
She explained to them that her
parents were hiding from the SkyWings and never spoke of the SeaWings because
they had too much to do. 
But the morning showed up and she told them to see them again.
She went to see them almost every night, too excited to go and find
them, but one evening she realized that she could not pass through the skylight
any more.
She went to see them as usual, but she did not find them at the usual
place. 
Astonished, she looked everywhere, without any trace of them.
They came out of nowhere, grabbed it and led it into a cave. 
She asked them why so much precipitation, they explained that a
battalion of SkyWings passed over the island and those they killed, or
captured, the SeaWings they found.
All of them passed admirably well, they thought that the SkyWings were
leaving and unfortunately the battalion saw Eelbuck coming out of the head
thinking they had gone. They took Crayfish and Eelbuck, stunned and too dazed
to try something.
But Froth resisted them. He
disintegrated by biting, clawing, and spitting on the enervated and furious
SkyWing. Tender of them tried to control the SeaWing enrage, Darkstorm slipped
out of its hiding place, and left as quickly as its small wings could allow it.
She flew, distraught and worried about the fate of the three SeaWings.
However, a SkyWing had seen her and pursued her. 
She used cunning, stung and plunged into the water.
The SkyWing followed and drowned.
Then she stopped on a small island, where she hid. 
She heard the SeaWing above her and dared not breathe.
She left, a little behind her hiding place.
As she was about to return to her hiding-place, she saw a little
dragon's tail of undefined color glide through the skylight.
"Impossible,
no dragon knows our hiding place and the guards are way too big to pass through
the skylight ..."
Then she thought frightfully of
the SkyWings. Then she reached the cave and went back to the dormitory. 
All the dragons were asleep. She lay down again, exhausted. She was
awakened early.
- Today is the first class to fly
with Ash.
Announced Thunderstorm.
The dragons arrived in an immense room, illuminated with light.
-To begin with, let us warm our wings. Ash began.
The dragons had to lean on their wings to muscle, open the wings to the
maximum and beat them at a steady pace, and do lots of training exercises. Ash,
seeing that they were really doing very well, continued, a little astonished:
-Now you have to jump from the little cliff and beat your wings to the
platform there. If you have any worries, I will help you.
Darkstorm jumped first.
Followed closely by Vortex, Fireline,
and all the others.
Not seeing any dangers, and
seeing how easy they were to fly from platforms to stalagmites, and from
stalactites to platforms, and so on, Ash went to join the other guards for some
time.
Vortex dropped, placing his wings around him. But the speed saw him turn
and he was dragged into a crazy spin. 
He tried again. Every time he went. He began to control this spin to
make it go faster.
Fireline flew gracefully, making pretty pirouettes in the areas.
Eliadora flew by flattering her wings a little, allowing her to fly in
rapid turns, slalom between stalagmites and stalactites. 
It was said that she swam in the air, pushing the closest stalactite
with her forelegs, or sliding on the stalagmite with her tail.
Thunderstorm flew over her friends, fluttering and playing.
But
what Darkstorm did not notice was that Thunderstorm had turned and struck a
stalactite. 
Without much gravity for Thunderstorm, who pulled out with a bump, but
no one saw the sharp needle stand out and fall straight on ...Darkstorm. 
The latter dodged the rock barely, but when the peak broke into a
thousand pieces on the ground, an enormous section struck Darkstorm, which fell
without knowledge. 
When she awoke in the infirmary, three days later, she had the wings
broken in shock, fortunately nothing else, the latter having damped the fall. 
But for the duration of a moon, she no longer flew and dragged her wings
behind her. 
His friends, compassionate, built a harness for them hanging on his
back.  
A few days after she woke up, the dragons learned to spit their breaths.
Vortex spat ice, Fireline from the fire, but the other dragons did not
spit anything, which made Cirrus angry. 
He said that Thunderstorm should spit at least fire and that Eliadora
too, because she was not completely RainWing, and that therefore, she should
also spit something out.
Darkstorm could not participate, for it was a SeaWing, and that they
spit nothing.
They went into the art room, and they began to paint again.
Darkstorm had painted a SkyWing cursed, boneless in the wings, and
therefore could no longer fly, which she had spoken in history.
The moon passed.
His wings were repaired.
Darkstorm had great difficulty falling asleep that day, but, defeated by
sleep, she fell asleep.
~CHAPTER 4~
She dreamed of the SkyWings, and of Ash.
She had gone out the night before.
But in his dream, Ash was found and pursued by SkyWing, like those who had seen
Darkstorm on the Island of the SeaWings, who threw themselves on the sweet
guardian and took her away.
The dragonnet woke with a start and realized that all the dragons and
the guards were still sleeping.
She noticed that it was still dark.
She fell asleep again, a half-sleep, full of nightmares and torments of
all kinds and senses.
She was awakened by a howl that chilled her heart and ears.
- BUT WHERE IS ASH? !! Scorpio shouted.
-We have not found her, but calm down, we've found her.
-    I'M VERY CALM !!! AND IT HAS
NOT BEEN RETURNED, WHICH SAYS THAT IT WILL BE REVIEWED? Roared Scorpio.
-She was hunt, she's gone come back soon.
-    YES INDEED ? AND WHY IS NOT IT
RETURNING? IT'S PART YEAR EVENING! Scorpio screamed.
- I do not know, but I'm sure she's doing fine. Nautilus, trying to
reassure Scorpio at the same time as himself.
Tornado thought with terror at the dream she had made.
Apparently, Nautilus thought the same thing:
"Scorpio is right, she left yesterday. Could she have hidden
herself? Or the Sea Wings found and locked up. Unless there are the SkyWings?
"
"What
a horror of being impotent at this point! " 
Darkstorm was of her opinion, but she did not want to think about it too
much, for fear of worrying herself.
The other dragonnet also woke up.
Vortex, having heard the news, had run in all directions, shouting and
scolding, that the others were trying to calm him down. 
Darkstorm tried to calm down thinking that the sweet SkyWing was coming
back. 
However, the screams and groans of Vortex and the roar of Scorpio did
not help him regain his tranquility. 
The deluge of emotions and thoughts that assaulted Darkstorm was so
intense that she could no longer even think of herself. 
Completely missing, she began to succumb to the avalanche of thought and
began to wander. 
It was then that she felt that Cirrus remained very calm. She clung to
the thoughts of the latter, and came a little closer to calm down. She studied
the situation. She said to wait three days, afterwards to consider that Ash was
prisoner of the SkyWings or the SeaWings. 
She calmed Vortex: 
"Calm yourself, if in three days she has not come back, it will be
the moment to worry about her, but now help us to look for her."
This is what Cirrus designed to
calm others. But the latter granted them a period of four days. 
One day passed without Ash reappearing. Then a second. And a third. 
Even Cirrus was now worried. Four days passed.
Nautilus proposed a great night
out to try to find Ash. He went with a Scorpio, even more enraged and furious
than usual. 
Cirrus remained with overexcited and astonished dragons. Darkstorm was
really very perplexed. 
As soon as Cirrus had his back turned and he could not hear them
anymore, Darkstorm spoke of his strange and mysterious dream to the other dragonnets.
-
I had a vision on Ash which was captured by the SkyWings. Revealed Darkstorm. 
- Why did not you tell us? Asked Thunderstorm, perplexed and a little
annoyed.
-I was not sure of myself, and I
promised not to worry about Ash until much later. And I was afraid of too much
anguish. 
- Mm… Vortex shouted. 
- You must be right. Your vision must be truthful. Exposed Eliadora. 
- Oh no ! I wanted to have a vision before others. growled Vortex. 
- This is not the time to grumble, Vortex. sighed Eliadora. 
- I'm afraid for her. Cried Thunderstorm. 
- Me too…
~CHAPTER 5~
A
moon passed.
-What are we doing, O great manitou,
Eliadora joked. 
- This is not the time to joke! Upbraided Darkstorm. 
- I was trying to relax the atmosphere a little. Signed Eliadora.
- I know ! Cried Vortex, we are
going to the Sky kingdom, to seek Ash.
Darkstorm sighed. 
Nautilus made expeditions every other night. 
Scorpio was even more detestable, and Cirrus was even more hostile. 
The dragonnets began to get tired. 
One day when the dragons were taunted at every turn, Cirrus thought:
"Now it would be necessary
to serve them with dragons for revenge, willy-nilly, badly.
" Pff, a story of blackmail, so we're left alone ... "
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