Wings of Fire: SnowFire

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== PART ONE: Frost and Fangs ==
=== CHAPTER ONE: Firestorm ===
Firestorm had never been alone. Her first weeks were spent as an egg, locked away in a hatchery filled with what seemed like a thousand others. Then she had lived with her family, for a time. Until she was old enough to be sent off to training, training to be a soldier under Queen Scarlet for the war. Now she marched, one speck of crimson against hundreds of red, orange and brownish dragons. That was who she was, that was her purpose in life. To be a perfect SkyWing soldier, perhaps to move up to general some day. But she was not alone now. To put it simply, there was no 'her'. There was just them, it. The single, vast creature covering the mountains, soaring through the sky, filling the earth with the sound of thousands of talons walking as one and all sharing the same mind, the mind of their Queen.
Then the SkyWing army stopped, and she stopped with it. She froze, perfectly still in her armor, unlike many of the others who looked around and whispered. Then she heard a distant roar of someone up ahead. "STOP! We rest here for the night!" She was secretly relieved. They had marched half the day, and flew in the morning. She, along with all of the others in her group broke ranks and sat down. Then a rusty orange dragon walked up to her and grinned. "Garnet" she hissed. He ran forwards and sat down with her, almost as if they were friends."What do you want you pathetic excuse for a dragon?" She asked.
He grabbed a cow leg from the edge of the fire and began munching. Honestly. He could be mistaken for a MudWing! She thought to herself. "Nuffin" he said through a mouthful of meat. "I'm dwust hungwi." Firestorm rolled her eyes and went back to sharpening her claws. She needed to be ready for tomorrow... however it went. She pulled off her armor and stretched. "What do you want?" she snapped. He spread his wing over her back, ignoring the ferocity in her tone or the way she stiffened when touched.
"You have any plans for tomorrow?"
"Not die."
"Same! Lets go do that together!"
"No."
He grinned and went back to his food. Once she had thought he was a big stupid waste of scales, but not after he had beat her in every subject in training. "I am going to bed." she hissed. "Cool! me too!" She bit back a harsh retort, he was her commanding officer, despite being only a few months older. Then she walked away from the small fire. Garnet gave her a wave, then disappeared in the opposite direction. She glanced back at him, then continued forwards.
=== CHAPTER TWO: Snowdrift ===
Snowdrift hated being a soldier. The harsh rules, the painful training, and the life expectancy. He hated all of it. He could never say this of course, complaining was suicide if you were a 4th circle IceWing, but he couldn't help feeling this way. A huge grayish IceWing stopped in front of him and hissed "And what are you doing?" with all the ice of their kingdom. He realized he had been sitting in his position wrong, his neck not arched enough, his wings resting sloppily on his back, and he hastily corrected himself. The IceWing glared at him disdainfully, then left to torture some other low ranked soldier. Another thing he hated: the strictness.
Snowdrift sighed and looked around. Normally he would have loved the Sky Kingdom's huge mountains (one of which the army of IceWings was on that moment) and the bright blue sky and the gorgeous green forests down below. But not today He thought, watching the army of SkyWings down in the valley below. It wasn't like he felt sorry for them; quite the opposite. He, along with every IceWing there knew where they were going. They were on the western side of the Claws of the Clouds mountains, almost to the ocean where they could just fly into their kingdom, completely avoiding the Great Ice Cliff. The tip of his silver tail twitched. If they got to the Ice Palace while the entire IceWing army was away fighting the MudWings (as they had been doing before they learned of the invasion) and there was no one to stop them... He shivered. He hated the SkyWings for what they were about to do, but why did he have to fight them?
So he sat on the mountain with the other IceWings. Waiting. Wondering. They were ready, when would they attack? Then another huge bright blue dragon rose from the mountain and roared "ATTACK! THEY ARE RIGHT BELOW US! FIGHT FOR YOUR DRAGONETS! FIGHT FOR YOUR KINGDOM! FIGHT FOR YOUR HONOR! KILL THEM ALL!" General Gelid plummeted towards the ground, her claws outstretched to crush the marching SkyWings on the valley floor. More IceWings followed, turning the sky blue and white as they streaked down towards the waiting dragons. Snowdrift followed.
=== CHAPTER THREE: Firestorm ===
Firestorm was in shock. One moment, it was a beautiful early spring morning. They were almost to the ocean, which was almost to the Ice Kingdom, which contained the Ice Palace. The next, the sun and the sky was gone, replaced by silvery blue scales. The valley was bathed in a watery bluish gray light, and then it was a bloodbath. A small IceWing was in front of her, his wings being ripped to shreds by a peach colored SkyWing twice his size. An IceWing crashed into her, her pale white claws grasping at her neck in an attempt to slit her throat. Then a huge Rusty SkyWing bit down into its tail and yanked it off. He then grabbed it by the neck and shook until it stopped moving. "You OK?" he asked, all of the previous day's playfulness gone. "Y-yes, thank you Garnet." she replied, then she ducked a silver spiked tail and pounced on a large IceWing. 
She snapped at its dull grey sides, then when it whirled around, she sliced her claws across its snout. It roared in fury and pain, then charged Firestorm. She exhaled a plume of fire into the IceWing's face, then found herself being trampled under huge grey talons. Remembering her training, she kicked with her back feet and beat her massive wings against her attacker, and was relieved when it was finally thrown off. Firestorm then grabbed its right wing and tugged, pulling it off balance. Then she stabbed her claws into the shoulder above the wing, spraying pale blue blood all over her. The IceWing shrieked in agony and sliced its claws across Firestorms side. Then it twisted around and bit her wing and twisted, yanking Firestorm off.
Firestorm fell into the ground, turned to mud by the dragons stomping around and the blue and red blood. Her vision began to dim as the dragon repeatedly struck her, then a SkyWing shoved it aside. He swung his tail around, disorientating it, then he helped her to her feet. Firestorm immediately hugged Garnet. For a moment they stood like that, standing in each others wings, breathing the same air, being together. Then a roar behind them told them the IceWing was back, and the similar growls, hisses, and shrieks reminded them that the battle was still waging around them. Garnet stepped back and said "I'd better handle this, we don't much like evil IceWings do we?" He grinned and turned around and quickly snapped its neck. "Lets go finish this shall we? I don't want to miss my lunch."
=== CHAPTER FOUR: Snowdrift ===
Snowdrift sank his teeth into the SkyWing's leg. It whirled around to bite him, but he was far too quick for it. Suddenly, a small, pale white IceWing darted forwards and breathed frostbreath onto a line of scratches on its neck. The elderly dragon howled and snapped at her, but like Snowdrift, she was already out of his way, grinning at the confused dragon. Snowdrift smiled at his sister, Neige, and they both attacked at the same time. She bit into the weak part of the SkyWing's tail, he exhaled frostbreath onto its wing and began scratching its neck. Neige then jumped gracefully onto its back and grabbed its neck. She tore the razor sharp metal weapon attached to the end of her claw, a Wartalon, across its neck, and jumped off the dead dragon. Ignoring the red blood splattered across them, the siblings attacked another dragon, this time a rusty orange SkyWing much larger than them, though he was about their age. 
Snowdrift roared and called the snowstorm inside of him, sending a cloud of frostbreath into the dragon. He missed however, and it dispersed harmlessly into his heavy armor. Then Neige was on him, using her small size, amazing speed, and superior IceWing training against him. The SkyWing shook and threw her off. Then he was 
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