Wings of Fire: Normal Days

Chapter 3: The Rude NightWing

Peak gulped. All he had done was step on a NightWing's tail. But he had to admit, it was quite hard. The NightWing hissed at him ferociously.

"What did you just do to me?" the NightWing demanded.

Peak, unfortunately forgot his fear and his realization that the NightWing was much bigger than him and rolled his eyes.

"I thought it was obvious," Peak scoffed," I stepped on your tail."

"THE QUESTION WAS RHETORICAL!," the NightWing said," You stepped on my tail, yes, but my tail was broken! You stepped on my broken tail, a NightWing's broken tail, and you expect me to let go of it?"

Yes, please do. Even if it was broken, how much does it even still hurt? What a psycho.

"Yes?" he tried.

The NightWing's face got even angrier, but suddenly he looked surprised and walked off immediately. A few moments later, Clay walked back into the prey center from hunting. He looked at the dragonets in confusion.

"Why's everyone staring at Peak?" he asked in confusion.

The fifty-four dragonets looking at Peak quickly looked away and went back to minding their own business. Clay shrugged and pounced on an unsuspecting chicken and sat down to start eating. Peak himself went back to eating, and when he had finished eating a chicken, he walked to the library with Baltic. The NightWing dragonet of destiny looked up from a scroll written in Starflight, a new kind of language for blind dragons that Starflight had finished making.

"A SkyWing and SeaWing," he said.

"Woah, how did you know that?" Baltic asked in amazement.

"Training with Tamarin. Anyways, here are your library cards," he said holding them out.

Peak took his and put it in a pouch around his neck and went to see some scrolls. He settled on a story about a young SkyWing on his journey across the continent. Baltic took one titled The At The Time Dominant Scavengers. Peak wrinkled his snout.

"You would read history for fun?" he asked.

"But this is about dominant scavengers. It has to be a fiction," said Baltic.

"Try reading more," called out an amused NightWing.

"So, scavengers really used to be dominant over dragons?" Baltic asked.

"I bet you'll find tomorrow's history lesson interesting then," said the NightWing who Peak recognized as Magma.

After a bit of reading, Baltic whispered," Can we talk about the psycho NightWing?"

"Already? We've only been here for twenty minutes!"

But Peak knew he should, so he checked out his scroll with his library card and walked to his cave with Baltic.

"Sooo... who was the psycho NightWing," Peak asked.

"Burly. Diamond Winglet. Clawmates with a SeaWing named Hurricane and a MudWing named Earthquake. He is a total psycho."

"Yeah. Doesn't quite matter. What's so strange about him anyway?" Peak asked.

"Nothing. I just wanted to tell you that."

"You dragged me all the way here just to tell me about this?"

"Something else too, actually," Baltic said," Do you remember when he walked off? And then with impeccable timing, Clay came back?"

"Yes," Peak said," but he might have heard the footsteps coming and thought it was a dragonet of destiny."

Baltic sighed. "See, this is your problem. You never escalate something. So boring."

"Isn't doing that bad? Let's face it, he's just a normal bully without mental twinges to know which dragon is where."

"Not necessarily," said a voice and Baltic at the same time.

Peak jumped and saw an orange-blue RainWing standing at the entrance of the cave. Peak recognized her as Paradise, the RainWing in their winglet.

"How long have you been standing there?" Peak asked.

"For your entire conversation, anyhow, I agree with both of you, but mostly the SeaWing," Paradise said," I agree that we don't have to escalate it too much, but I also agree that it's not just hearing footsteps."

"Yay! A new mystery!" came another voice.

Kinkajou happily skipped around the cave and then left.

"Oh great," Peak complained," another one."

"Let's hope that our winglet doesn't subtract. There's currently only four of the original dragonets in Jade Winglet. And now there's only two, because where the heck are the NightWing and SandWing?" Paradise said.

"Yeah, there was one time when none of the Jade WInglet was here," Baltic said.

"Let's go solve this mystery!" Paradise said, flouncing out of the cave.

Yes, I know, I suck at fanfics, but this is only my first one, so.....