This is the second installment in the "A Tale Of Dragons And Fire series." I am currently pondering if I should include Tsunami as dead or alive, because Tsunami would be killed if Webs didn't take her, and without the prophecy, there would be no Talons Of Peace (Although I'm "making" one right now.) Look below to find instructions. 1= first page + notice 2= second page EDIT: 0h th3 cr1ng3!
Wings Of Fire belongs to Tui T. Sutherland. EDIT: The whole chapter is below. CHAPTER TWO “Thank the moons you’re here!” Suncatcher exclaimed, marveling at the state of the two dragons considering they were just flying away from two Sandwing killing machines. “If what you say is true, and Burn’s allies are coming here, then you two should probably stay here for a while. Some other scouts would probably come here to search around. It won’t do us any good if we go meddling in those princess’ business.” Poisonbite glared at Suncatcher. “What do you think you’re doing, you Sandwing?! Calling Queen Blister a princess? We’re on her side!” Suncatcher looked at Onetalon with a sideways glance. “Doesn’t your adopted sister know?” “Well, uh, I was kinda trying to raise her in the Night Kingdom, and of course we have to, uh, support Blister, right?” Onetalon stammered. There was a silence. “I suppose so.” Suncatcher sighed. “I guess I’ll have to show her...” Poisonbite stared at a table placed in front of her. On the scorched and rather dented table, there were quite a few maps, and a few drawings of some kind of necklace. “Can’t make sense of it, can you, Poisonbite?” Suncatcher came in the cabin with a small torch. It flickered slowly, like dragons dancing. “I don’t suppose so.” Poisonbite answered at last. “I don’t blame you.” A weak smile spread on Suncatcher’s face. Suncatcher inched closer to the table, and placed the torch near his face, illuminating a thin scar on his eye. “I used to be just like you once, lost, not knowing where to start.” The torch veered close to one crude drawing of the piece of jewelry. “That was before I learned of the Eye Of Onyx.” Poisonbite gasped. A legend began tugging in her mind. “It shall be the one to choose a queen, and stop all this madness.” In a flash, the torch was beneath Poisonbite’s chin. “That is why your brother told you that you had to get out of the Night Kingdom. Not because you were going to be attacked by Burn, but because all of the Sandwing sisters were attacking you, your brother, and all our Nightwing followers.” Suncatcher grinned, knowing that she finally understood. “S-so, it was all a cover up?” She said slowly.
