JaguarTheRainwing-Leafwing's WoF Fic

## Chapter 1

A lithe rainwing weaved her way through the thick forest, her scales a pale emerald with fear. She pushed light green speckled vines away, running as fast as possible. Every time a twig snapped, a branch fell from a tree, or a vine brushed her accidentally white specks danced across her scales. The sound of serene cricket chirps and bird wings fluttering was disturbed by multiple clumsy talon steps flattening the grass in an attempt to get to her. Five minutes past and she was still dodging and weaving through the thick greenery.

That was until she heard a hiss of some type of fire shoot past her left ear. It was freezing cold and when she turned around to get a better look at it she saw not the hot red and yellow flames of fire but the cold shimmering gas of frost-breath. The dragon awed, turned a bright shade of yellow.

*BAM* In the split second she had been preoccupied a humongous branch had fallen in her way. Right into the spot she had been running. Her head bashed up against the branch and she fell, losing consciousness.

Sundrop felt a tap on her face, one on her closed eye and another on her snout.

“She alive?” A dragon's voice, snappy and annoyed came from above her.

“Doubt it. She hit that branch real hard.” Said another, deeper, more rusted voice.

“Still-”

At this point Sundrop was starting to regain consciousness, she could now actually feel her talons and even starting to regain feeling in her tail and body. She lay there and waited.

The snappy voice sighed and she felt a slight tremor on the earth, meaning they had laid down.

“Well if she ‘aint then it woulda been a waste to rescue her. I mean maybe she had some info about the others…”

“Don’t get your hopes up Nix.” This time the one with the deeper voice moved over and tapped her on the snout.

So that was the snappy dragon's name, Nix hmm- with a name like that Sundrop guessed that that one was a Nightwing. Also, she was kind of getting tired with the tapping- and the fact she couldn’t open her eyes yet. She let out a slight growl to confuse them. The dragon next to her chuckled. “Well, it sure looks like she’s alive.” Sundrop opened her eyes and peered up, her vision was blurry so she could only make out the slight shape of a huge Silkwing right above her.

“Hey. What if I’m not a *she,* don't assume my gender frog-face.” The Silkwing glared down at her. She blinked her eyes to try and clear her vision and lifted her head. As she did, the world became sharper and more clear. Looking around she spotted a wooden platform beneath her talons and it seemed as if the world was more elevated. White spots danced in her eyes as she tried to plant her talons down and stand up. She shook them away. *I will not look stupid in front of these new dragons.* So she planted her talons down and stood up.

The dragon she thought was named Nix stood up as well and faced her with her companion next to her.

So it seemed she wasn’t a Nightwing. She was a tall and muscular Icewing, slight dapples of purple dotting her gray-white chest, tail, neckline, on her wings and like freckles on her snout. She looked at Sundrop with disgust and a fiery anger that seemed to burn with more passion than any normal dragon. She could tell Nix didn’t like that she was talking to her companion, an even bigger and bulkier Silkwing. Wait no- not a silkwing. Their smaller wings were oddly shaped… like normal Pyrrian dragon wings. And now that she looked closer she could see spots of black hidden behind their wings. Not really hidden, more of just near to hide with their wings folded and curled downward. *Hmm… a Nightwing-Silkwing hybrid. I’ve never seen one of those before.*

She must have been staring because The Icewing, Nix snarled loudly and she looked at her.

“So you’re alive...*weakling*.” The last word spilled out of her mouth like a smaller slab of ice sliding off of a much bigger iceberg. Sundrop snapped out of her awe and growled at the Ice Dragon.

“Don’t you ever call me that again.”

“Sure...*weakling.”* She growled in a warning and slapped Nix across the face. She was too small to slam her back but it was close to that. She widened her eyes and blinked.

“How *DARE* YOU?!?!?!” Sundrop smiled.

“I told you not to call me that.” She said cooly. Nix glared/stared at her with all the ferocity she could muster.

“Nix it’s not worth it.” The hybrid pushed her out of the way and stood in between us. “Now.” They looked at me. “You are a guest Rainwing. Don’t worry either… if you try to escape or hurt us then just know you won’t make it away alive.” His face turned to stone, unreadable but unbreakable and No-nonsense. She sighed.

“So where are we?” trying to answer her own question she looked around. Now that she listened closer she could hear birds chirping, frogs squelching from tree-to-tree, and insects buzzing. A slight sunlight filtered through the huge canopies, not too far above their heads.

*Wait-*

She looked around at eye-level. Hammocks and platforms dotted the village, going from place to place. She could even make out the figure of the Palace way in the distance. They were in the Rainwing village. Or at least what was left of it.

## Chapter 2

“Rainforest.” Nix pointed out in an annoyed, almost board tone.

     “What- what happened?” Sunspot looked around at the wreckage. The hammocks were ripped to shreds, most of the platforms were left to splinters, tree’s were shredded. It was like a huge hurricane had wreaked havoc on the land. Her scales shifted a light blue as she looked around at it.

She could feel the two other dragons staring at her, then when their breath moved off her she looked back and they were sharing a somewhat concerned look.

   “No. It wasn’t a natural thing.” Loyalheart answered her unspoken question first.

“You really don’t know?” Nix asked, she seemed to soften and seem a tad more empathetic.

      “Know what? What did this to my-” She choked, almost saying *home*. For some reason Sunspot felt a burning hate towards the village. But when she tried to reach for the memory she couldn’t quite clasp her talons on it. Like a slippery fish that you kept trying to catch but it would slip out of your talons every time. Sunlight glittered down in sprinkles of light, pouring through her and making her feel stronger and more energized. *Why would anyone hate this place? It's so- none menacing.*

     *It may seem like that. But it holds a dark past.* A small slight voice whispered in the back of her mind. She shook her whole body, trying to rid herself of the hate but it wouldn’t go away.

“Your what?” Nix pressed. Finnaly finding a chink in her chain to tear at.

“Nothing. Ignore my comment.” She said impatiently. “So what about the thing that did this?” Sundrop gestured around the surrounding wreckage of the village and the trees.

  “That- was the doing of Destroyers.” Loyalheart looked down at the platform and picked up a single scale, it had apparently been ripped off a dragon. It was small and warped, an ugly shade of green. It looked as though it had been cleaned vigorously but she could still make out outlines of bloodstains.