Tears and Sorrow

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Frost
Frost paced in her cell, her leg aching horribly. She snarled, remembering the way the SandWing had so savagely plunged the dagger into her leg. Oh how Frost wanted to rip her throat out. She snarled again. The medics back at home had told her that she would have a permanent limp. She shook her head, “It’s no use now. I’ll never have my revenge. Stupid SandWing brat!” she slammed her talon into the bars of her cell. Frost just hoped that her mother was alright. Her father, Fang, was the leader of their crime group and he had gotten so furious at her and her mother and decided that he would kill her and Aura. She took a shaky breath and continued to pace. She looked up as the IceWing guards dragged in another dragon.
“Brought you a friend, Killer.” Gillis sneered. The large white dragon shoved the SandWing into Frost’s cell. Gillis smirked at her, “Come on, Snow.” he flicked his tail, stalking out.
Frost looked at the SandWing as he stood up. The desert dragon whipped around and snarled. Frost groaned inwardly, “Prince Dust. What a joy.” she rolled her eyes and continued to pace.
“Frost. You were the dragon who took Feather. You are the reason she’s in the hospital wing!” Dust snarled.
Frost bowed, “Guilty as charged.” she smirked, “And your sister is the reason I now walk with a permanent limp.” Frost hissed, her voice cold. Frost’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
Dust hissed, tail whipping dangerously.
“Oh lose the attitude, sand snorter.” Frost snapped, “I don’t like you any more than you like me, but here we are! So, shut up and deal with it!” she barked.
Dust looked surprised as if he couldn’t believe anyone would ever speak to him that way, “I…Um…Alright then.” he cleared his throat uncomfortably.
Frost rolled her eyes and continued to pace.
Dust stared out of the bars and growled again. 
“Give it a rest.” Frost groaned, “We aren’t getting out of here anytime soon.”
Dust looked at her, “Seriously, what is with you?” he asked.
“Um, nothing?” Frost scoffed.
“Really?” Dust turned to her, “You always seem to be in a huff.”
“So?” Frost glared at him.
Dust looked as if he were about to say something when a silver dragon ran up to the cell, “Frost?”
“Mother?” Frost shoved past Dust and ran to the cell door, “You came back!” she breathed out shakily.
“Of course.” Aura cupped Frost’s head in her talons and planted a kiss on her forehead, “Let’s get you two out of here.” Aura began to work on the cell door.
“You actually came to save both of us?” Dust asked.
“Yes. Your mother is currently causing a distraction.” Aura said, without looking up.
Frost was about to say something when she heard the sound of a trigger being pulled. Frost looked down at her mother, a sick feeling growing in her stomach.
Aura looked up at her, “I’m so sorry, Frost.” she choked out before she collapsed on the ground, dead.
“NO!” Frost screamed, “Mother, no! Get up!” Frost sank to her knees, tears of rage and sorrow rolling down her cheeks.
Dust, looking appalled, wrapped his wing around her.
“One down.” a cold voice snarled.
Frost lifted her head to see her father standing there, holding the crossbow. She stood, “HOW COULD YOU?!” she roared, “She was your wife!”
“Aura meant nothing to me.” Fang snarled coldly, “And neither do you.” he raised the crossbow again, preparing to pull the trigger.
Dust
Dust starred in horror at the IceWing. He was Frost’s father and he had just shot Aura. He looked down at Frost’s dead mother with a wince. Frost’s father had shot her in the heart with impeccable aim. He watched as Frost’s father aimed the crossbow at his daughter coldly. Dust snarled, slamming against the cell door. The door flew open and he leaped at the heartless IceWing. Dust knocked his crossbow away and slashed at him with his tail.
The IceWing roared in pain, slashing at Dust dangerously. He managed to throw the prince off before leaping at Frost.
Frost stood up and met her father in the air, roaring her rage aloud.
Dust’s eyes widened in awe as she managed to slam the larger dragon into the ground.
“You murdered my mother!” Frost roared.
“She got what was coming for her!” he snarled, “And so will you!” The IceWing surged forward, knocking Frost away from him. He tackled his daughter down, seizing her throat.
Dust jumped on his back, snarling, “Get away from her!” he barked.
The IceWing staggered back, snarling.
Frost punched him in the face hard enough to knock him unconscious. She staggered back, her face stained with tears.
Dust ran over to her, “Are you alright?” he asked.
“He killed her…” she whispered sadly.
“I know. I’m so sorry, Frost.” Dust put a wing around her hesitantly. 
Frost looked at him miserably, “I’m so sorry…” she whispered.
“It’s alright, Frost.” Dust considered hugging her when his own mother, Queen Sandstorm, burst into the containment room, “Dust? Dust, are you alright?” she pulled Dust closer to her, shaking.
“Mother, I’m alright.” Dust pulled away from her.
Frost stood hastily and bowed, “Your Highness.” she murmured. 
Sandstorm snarled and slammed Frost into a wall, “You!” she spat, “You are going to pay for what you did to Feather.”
Frost strained desperately, her eyes widening.
“Mother, wait!” Dust pushed her away from Frost, “She’s been through too much.” he nodded at Aura’s body.
Sandstorm looked at Aura and then back at Frost, “Your mother is dead?”
Frost nodded miserably.
Sandstorm sighed, “Come with us, Frost.” she beckoned her out of the room, Dust following.
Frost
Frost followed Sandstorm and Dust to the Stronghold.
“Dust, take her to the infirmary.” Sandstorm said, “Come see me after she has been cared for.”
“Yes, Mother.” Dust said, “Come on, Frost.” He led her down the hallway silently.
Frost gazed ahead blankly. She didn’t know what she was going to do without Aura. She sighed softly.
“I’m really sorry about your mother, Frost.” Dust offered.
“Thanks, Dust.” Frost sighed again.
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