Oracle of the Ancients/Prologue

*A loud, thunderous sound echoes from the Underglow, and everypicoo lifts their head.*
"Oh dear, a r-rockfall!" *Meech stammered, startled by the sound and disturbed from his afternoon read, this time "To Kill a Squawking Bird."*
*Before anypicoo could investigate the sound, Pockpock appeared from the entrance, covered in dirt and dust.*
*Meech put down his book and peered from his window.* "Hmm, so *that's* what it was."

'*It's okay. Just another 10,000 years, no big deal! I just have to be patient...' Squalla told herself.*
*She turned around and began walking to her nest, when her eyes started to glow. Her vision was blurry... Her vision?? Something was happening!*
"AAAAAH!!!!!" *Squalla squawked, stumbling around her room in a panic.*
*A few Elite Guards from outside knocked on the door,* "Queen Squalla? Is everything alright?"
"NO!! I mean, yes, yes I... Don't come inside!"
*'I'm fine... I'm fine... I'm fine... I can sleep this off...'*
*Just then, a guard came barreling into her room.* "I will save you, my Queen!" *this picoo bawked, dressed in an oversized suit of wooden armor and wielding a backscratcher.*
*Squalla whipped around, squeezing her eyes shut, and huffed angrily.* "See? I'm fine, thank you."
*Before the guard could respond, she shoved him out with her other arm and closed her door, sighing. 'Pipsqueek...'*
*Squalla made her way into her nest, but when she opened her eyes again, a vivid sight unfolded itself. An egg... Trapped in ice.*

*After a breakfast of berries and gooble jam on toast, she snuck down the Skytree, disappointed to see how early it was. 'Four hours at most... Eugh.'*
*Squalla made her way to Meech's cottage, tapping on the small, picoo-sized door with her large pockatrice talon.* "Hello? Meech, are you awake?"
*Clangs and crashes sounded from within the house as Meech clumsily made his way to the door. Squalla could only imagine what contraptions he's storing.*
"Don't you know how early it is?" *Meech squonked angrily, marching to the door and swinging it open, only to be surprised by the sight of the Queen.* "Queen Squalla!"

"You know, magic helps with more than you'd think!" *Meech squawked proudly, taking a seat across from her with a cup of his own.*
"So, what can I do for you my Queen?" *he asked, a more serious tone in his squawk as he observed her reflecting on what must've happened.*
"I'm not entirely sure, but that's why I'm here. Last night... Something happened. I'm not sure what, but, I could see."
*Meech almost spit out his tea, his jaw dropped.* "You could *see*?"
*Squalla shifted, thinking about how to place her words.* "I couldn't see—me, or well, I wasn't seeing through my own eyes. I saw an egg, trapped in ice. At least, I think it was an egg. I can only go off of what my dreams have shown me before. It felt like a dream, but... I have a feeling it was very real."
*Puzzled, Meech nodded,* "Give me a second." *He got up and made his way to a large, dusty bookshelf, filled with books and scrolls. After flipping through a few, he pulled out a large red book with a silver clasp. He brought it to the table and opened up to a specific page, reading through it carefully.*
*He started to mumble as he read, and Squalla grew impatient.* "Anything?" *she asked with anticipation.*
*A few seconds later, his head flew up, his eyes wide in astonishment.* "Squalla, you had a vision!"
"Y-yeah, that much I guessed," *she replied.*
"No, a powerful vision. Pockatri seldom experience visions, but those that do were powerful prophets. What did you see, again?"
"An egg, or a shiny rock? It was in the shape of an egg, but it glowed dimly and had many colors. It was trapped in a thick layer of ice, it looked forgotten."
"Did you see where this egg was? Oh, what am I saying. Did you... feel where the egg was? Did it call to you?"
*Squalla thought for a moment.* "No, was it supposed to?"
*Meech flipped a few pages.* "Let me tell you a story."