Bumble set down the injured Bee-Wing on the floor of the healers den. "One of you, attend to this dragon and another go to the battlefield. Actually two of you go to the battlefield. We need you more there." Marigold nodded and started to inspect the injured Bee-Wing. Ginger and Aloe flew off toward the battlefield, with extra herbs and healing solutions in talon.
"Make sure he doesn't die, understand Marigold?" Bumble snapped diving off the cliff and soaring back up, into the messenger comb. "Sunflower and Kava go alert the other Bee-Wing Hive's that didn't come to the meeting that we are at war. Then gather supplies and bring them to the front."
Her second in command flew up, hovering in front of Bumble. "Majesty! Have you sent healers to the front? They are urgently needed!" Caradonna said wringing her front talons.
"Yes I sent Aloe and Ginger, they shall arrive at the front soon. Speaking of, why aren't you there too?" Bumble said breezily.
"General Locust sent me back to gather spears and knives, for the Bee-Wings with no natural weapons. They can't really fight that well, with no poison or paralysis." Caradonna said apologetically.
"It's fine, just make sure that-," Bumble was cut of because of a shout directed at her.
"Your Majesty! He's awake, and he wants to talk to you! The patient that is," Marigold shouted up at Bumble.
"I'll be right back," Bumble said turning away from Caradonna, and dove down to the healing center. "I'll have a messenger sent for two more medics from Honeydew Hive. And yes soldier?"
The soldier winced. "I do have a name, if you want to hear it, Your Majesty." Bumble looked taken aback, no one had ever spoken to her like that.
"Let's hear it." Bumble said shortly, "I need to return to the battlefield."
"My name is Shining, and I have information for you." Shining said lifting his head.
YOU ARE READING
The White Hive
FantasyHive Wings and Bee Wings, both descendants of the magical Night Wing, Clear Sight. This is the story of how they became separate.
