Fragmented Eggshells

This is set around in the time of the War of SandWing Succession; Where the main protagionist Jerboa II one day wanders off to the desert and doesn't return, Nobody knows why but Jerboa II herself. Jerboa is searching for Jerboa II and has wicked and twisted plans when she finds Jerboa II again. We get information on their relationship, etc in this.
=== Prologue ===
Standing in the dunes of the desert was Jerboa II, the wind seemed to go faster then what felt like a train. She looked down at the desert dunes and realized blood was dripping down from her talons, Her sword laid on the ground which was at this point covered in blood and mist. She groaned.
She reached to grab her sword, stretching her talons out to safely and surely grip onto the sword as she dragged her talon across the sands. Dusty, horrible and salty sands.
'Where is mother?' Her tail barb seemed to go a million miles per hour, swinging in all different directions and not stopping at all.
The blood that laid on the sandy dunes felt odd and unnatural, it seemed like a tale of magic was added into it or it just looked like a bloodbath to her. She charged and began to grip harder and tighter on her sword, Maybe this wasn't so bad after all. She was alone now so mother couldn't beg and please her to try to do something, or perhaps she wouldn't be a puppet if she took off running forever and ever into the horizon.
She looked down at the blood and the scene.
'Oh god, its actually worse than it looks, I guess my sword took more damage then it was supposed to.' Her eyes rolled.
She took a step back and began charging away from the scene with her sword trialing behind her. Mother probably would find her any moment now and probably curse her with a bunch of enchantments to love her and to never leave her side, an awful mother? It was far worse then what words could say or describe.
Loud talonsteps and the sword making a clanking noise could be heard in the background as she sped up faster and faster.
Perhaps, Jerboa would be angry. Scratch that, extremely angry but makes it seem like she's worried just to be cruel and use all these enchantments on her, she wondered on how her soul was still alive if she even had a soul in the first place. She was just so careless.
The sun seemed to get brighter, heavier and hotter the more she began to ran up the hills and the humid and dry hills of the sandy dunes. Oasis's seemed to pass by in lightning speed but Jerboa II couldn't tell if it was her vision messing and fricking her up, or rather that she was the one who felt blind. Maybe she felt weaker from the fighting.
After time, it felt harder to keep up and keep running in this awful heat. Was it a trap from her mother to get her head-first? Probably not. Jerboa II dropped her sword onto the sand and dropped herself on the sand, covering her face full of sand and pulling the sword close.
Their was suddenly loud walking noises.
And this is my doom, great, just lovely. Jerboa II thought as she grabbed her sword and stood up.
Her feathered wings began to uncurl and point in a fighting position. Her feathers or more-soft like and fluffy rather then rough texture scales felt hot and like it could explode and expand any moment, her tail barb was curved dangerously in a position where it would be ready to sting and stab, Jerboa II's eyes narrowed and she looked brave, fierceful like a warrior.
She is a warrior.
She closed her eyes when she could hear her attacker coming closer and pointed her sword out, and then suddenly, Her sword swinged. A somewhat scream but it was replaced with anger, Jerboa II could hear the claws clicking but didn't expect her neck to be grabbed as she was halted off the ground and thrown into the air, her throat grabbed.
She felt trapped as she slowly opened her eyes, It was a big SandWing who looked very old, probably around twenty years old but they could be older, they have muscles and were quite tall and strong from how they grabbed her and easily lifted her into the air, Her eyes began to look more-scared like as she realized the SandWing had a dagger in their other talon.
Trapped.
She was trapped. And their was nowhere to run.
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