Wings Of Fire: Thorns And Roses

"Morning"

"Pst, wake up."

Radiant rolled over and rubbed her eyes. She felt as though she had both the best and worst sleep of her life; constantly vigilant and aware in case anything bad were to happen and feeling so relieved to finally sleep after a long day of being suspended in the air.

Now that sleep was ruined.

"What is it?" Radiant grumbled as her vision became more focused. Then, she saw whoever what waking her up was certainly not Adonis nor Locust.

It was yet another strange dragon.

"YIPES!" Radiant fell back quickly and threw a blanket at the intruder, covering their head.

"Hey!" the outline of the dragon's moved left and right. "Is this something SilkWings do normally?"

"Get out of my tent!" Radiant yelled.

"Oh, sorry," the dragon said, taking off the blanket. "Here." They placed the blanket back into Radiant's talons.

"Name's Carpathian," the dragon smiled, his midnight black eyes piercing through Radiant's very soul. "You... Probably saw me yesterday when Charcoal left with me."

"Why did you wake me up?" Radiant hissed.

"Oh, sorry." Carpathian quickly walked just outside of the tent and into the blazing sun, his scales looking even whiter in the light. His horns were a duller blue and spikes... Spikes almost covered his entire neck all the way to a sharp pale blue barb at the end. "Your friends wanted you to wake up in time for breakfast."

Radiant looked around the tent and noticed that Locust and Adonis were already gone.

"Do you... You where the Dining Hall is?" Carpathian hesitated.

"Of course not!" Radiant said. "Why would I know where it is?"

Carpathian blew his black forked tongue at Radiant. "It's a surprise you didn't get along with Tide better. Or, maybe it is... Oh well, I can show you!"

Radiant sighed before getting up from off the ground and walking out of the tent, avoiding eye-contact with the dragon.

"So... What's your name? I never really your friends' names either..."

"Radiant," the red SilkWing hissed.

"Oh, cool!" Carpathian said, his black eyes almost having some sparkle to them. An awkward silence followed afterwards, leaving the dragons alone to wander the maze of tents and quickly made buildings.

"Am I being too talkative? I'm sorry it's just... So amazing."

"What is?"

"That you exist! That this whole PLACE exists! All my life I've just thought that Pyrrhia was the only continent around. Looking back that's... Not a very smart thought process." Carpathian chuckled to themselves.

"Are there a lot of dragons on... 'Pureia'?"

"Pyrrhia," Carpathian corrected. "And to answer your question, yeah there are quite a few. There are seven tribes, and I'm two of them."

"How can you be two tribes at once?"

"My mother was a SandWing and my father an IceWing. That could probably explain a few of my features." Carpathian picked at small and pointed neck scales.

"So you're a... Hybrid?" Radiant was hesitant to ask. Hybrids were taboo in the Hives and were seen as freaks of nature, so seeing one right in front of her was unnerving to say the least.