Strangling Hives

This is a fanfic I am currently working on. Canon characters such as Queen Wasp, Queen Sequoia, and Queen Monarch might not be present, as I have not had experience writing canon characters. This is a planned book, it will most likely not be finished, but I am wanting to complete it. Without further ado, let's start.
The prophecy was delivered by a NightWing named Clearsong who fled to Pantala for refuge.
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== The Tree War Prophecy ==
War is looming, flowers are blooming
Claws are slashing, bells are tolling
Beware the one who lies
Battles are coming, war is near
Rain wash the blood away
Threats and dangers everywhere
Three dragonets destined to save us all
Weave the thread of the future, young dragonets
Three dragonets to save us all
== Prologue: ==
Apparently some dragons think the SkyWing queen herself was more paranoid than the MudWing queen, Mire.
But according to her vision, that was exactly what she had to do. Clearsong had a vision a few sunrises ago about strange-looking dragons that were fighting each other, and she wanted to know why they were fighting, and how she could stop it.
The SkyWing queen, Heathwren, also seemed to be locked up in her own room and rarely out in fear of being either attacked, ambushed, or assassinated. Which means that Clearsong had to convince the guards on why she came, and that she wasn’t a threat. The SkyWing guards were fuzzy as she tried to look into the future.
Clearsong wanted to look into the future like Clearsight, who she was apparently named after, and even be like her. Stop being silly, Clearsong. You can’t be like the greatest seer of all time who vanished mysteriously two thousand years ago, she thought, scrunching up her snout.
She looked more into the future, receiving a throbbing headache in the process, but she was too curious, so she continued. Hm…the SkyWings look…angry? Disappointed? Upset? Startled? Argh! It’s impossible to see what the faces look like when it’s all fuzzy! How did Clearsight do this? Did she receive headaches in the process?
Clearsong lifted up a talon and knocked on the wooden door, and SkyWings seemed to pour out of the watchtower that she had somehow missed.
A heavily scarred dark red SkyWing growled at her, hoisting up a spear to aim it at her heart. Clearsong shivered, she had no time to prepare at all for a speech or a convincing statement to not kill her. 
“State your name and business, or we kill,” the red SkyWing snarled, her orange eyes seemingly glaring deep into her soul as if she wanted to dig out information from the inside.
“Er, um. I-i’m—my name is Clearsong. I had a vision, and I wanted to see the SkyWing queen,” she stammered. Princess Rockslide, I think that’s her name. Why would Heathwren want to set her daughter as a guard?
Princess Rockslide narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Are you here to kill Queen Heathwren? We haven’t seen a NightWing in centuries, and this is certainly odd.”
She was taken aback. “No! I’m not here to kill the SkyWing queen! I just know that my queen would be…upset if I told what I saw.” Easy note, the queen would kill me if she knew I had visions because she forbade the NightWing powers so I ran away because the queen had decreed that law.
The SkyWing princess looked as if she had no pupils at all. “Uh-huh. The very first NightWing to be seen in centuries saying that she had a vision, definitely normal. Guards, take her to my sister, Sparrow.”
An orange SkyWing guard nodded, and he grabbed her wing harshly. I’m not going to go anywhere, there’s no need for this, she thought. The orange SkyWing led her down the halls of the SkyWing palace, which had numerous amounts of gold in the cracks that shone so brightly that her headache worsened because of it.
“Her Majesty loves her treasure,” the guard mused, shielding his eyes with his wings.
“I’ve noticed. Wouldn’t it be easier to steal if it was shown off?” Clearsong said.
The guard shrugged. “We don’t question Queen Heathwren.”
Clearsong walked in silence with the guard before she asked: “What is your name?”
“Strange. I never expected a soon-to-be prisoner to ask that! I am Warbler,” Warbler said. “Speaking of strange things, I am the partner of Princess Rockslide.”
She held back a laugh. “Rockslide seems…too tough for you.”
Warbler shrugged again. “I’m used to it. She’s actually not bad when you get to know her. Oh, and we’re here.”
Clearsong looked up in front of her to see a gold-lined door. It seemed to be about as big as the palace gates. Will Princess Sparrow be less hostile? She closed her eyes, and the headache that was receding slowly came back with a throbbing pain. This time the vision was clearer. Sparrow was sitting on the throne regally with an interested look on her. Her mouth moved, and Clearsong couldn’t hear what she was saying. That’s enough information. 
“Open it, then,” she said, feeling a nervousness fluttering in her stomach.
Warbler sighed, and knocked on the wooden door. A wooden door with fire-breathing dragons? These dragons are fluff-brained! 
“Come in,” a voice called from the other side.
== Part One: The Meeting ==
== Chapter 1: ==
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== Part Two: The HiveWing Attack ==
== Chapter 9: ==
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== Chapter 18: ==
== Part Three: Bow to the HiveWings ==
== Chapter 19: ==
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== Epilogue: ==
== Trivia ==
* Strangling Hives is a pun on 'strangling vines'.
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