Wings of Fire- Frost Biting (BOOK ONE)

Chapter Five

'Where am I?' Frostbite thought to herself.

She'd woken up in a strange place. It was dark, she was in a small stone room. The only light came from a small table in the centre.

Frost was pushed forward by curiosity. She slowly walked up to the stand, it had a scroll laying on it. Beside it was a lantern, a bowl with ink, and a large black feather.

Without wanting to, she grabbed the feather. She tried to pull back but her arm went forward, dipping the feather's tip in the purple ink. The shadows seemed to dance around her, forcing her to put the feather to the scroll.

The words were spelt out ominously;

The stars will align,
Three Moons will dim.
To show all a sign,
Infinity will entwine.

The earth will shake,
Mountains crumble.
Sea will rise,
Boulders tumble.
Winds will howl,
Lightning crashes.
Trees shall split,
Pyrrhia becomes ashes.

To stop the havoc,
Dragons must rise.
Only the chosen ones,
Know where magic lies.

Fangs of Night, Jungle and Ice
Wings of water and rain.
Scales of cold and sea,
Talons of mud and plain.
Flame of sand, dark and sky,
Together they shall reign.

As Frostbite finished the letters started to glow. It rolled up and placed itself in her talons.

'Three moons!' She gaped, where had that come from? Some sort of magic had forced her to write that, and what was it?

Her whole body became cold, she shook so hard the feather dropped out of her hand. Suddenly, she was sucked out of the room and back into conciseness. She was laying on a fur bed, she held an odd item in her hand.

"Oh three moons, what was that?" A voice- Tsunami's spoke.

"I don't know, maybe a nightmare?" Sunny answered.

"One that involves her saying 'Stars will align' or 'pyrrhia becomes ashes', that is one creepy dream." Tsunami scoffed, then added, "or was it a prophesy?"

The room around her went quiet, until she heard a voice in her head.

'Firebrand?' Darkflame asked, 'are you finally awake?'

'Yes,' Frost replied, 'what are they talking about?'

'You might of just delivered a prophesy in your sleep,' he mind-laughed.

'WHAT?' My mind roared.

"She's getting up!" Clay whispered, "shoot her again."

A whizzing sound came closer, 'sleeping dart.'

Frost rolled left, dodging the dart. She opend her eyes to see a dart sticking out of the furs that she had laid on.

"No, don't shoot!" I blurted as I watched the RainWing load his Tranq gun.

"Are you all right, Frost?" Sunny asked, "What's that thing your holding?"

Frostbite only realized it now- a scroll was in her talons.

"Oh, nothing," and then something popped into her brain, "um, where's my bag?"

She wore her bag this whole time, and now it wasn't on her back.

"Right here," Clay passed it to me, "don't worry we didn't go in it."

He handed her polar bear skin bag to her. Carefully, she unlaced the flap and placed the scroll inside. Her talons brushed against the emerald heart and that moment the room became black. Then the room lit up, she saw Qibli.