Wings of Fire- Frost Biting (BOOK ONE)

Chapter eight

Frostbite awoke alone. No Darkflame, no Kinkajou, no Cascade.

"Guys?" No answer.

'Darkfame?' Still no answer.

She tried to mind read but there was no one in this area, they were all in the great hall.

'This is my chance,' she thought and placed her talons on her injured leg.

"MoonPendent, please heal the bone in my leg," she whispered quietly.

She couldn't see anything happen, but she felt something. The bone felt like it was growing, then it stopped. A soothing rush crashed into her as the bone connected to the other.

"Thank you," she smiled.

Frost slowly stood up and put weight on her leg. It was healed. She carefully sliced the bandage of with her serrated claws, then threw it out the leaf window.

It felt great for her to walk again, but she would miss Darkfalame's scales against hers.

Slowly, she paced herself toward the great hall. The closer she got, the quicker she grew.

She ran into the big room- but there was no one.

'Where are they?' She wondered as she continued to the exit.

Looking out, she saw some dragons racing through the air. SkyWings were soaring above the clouds, while MudWings trampled down the mountain slope looking for mud puddles. SeaWings swam in the glittering lake, while SandWings were splayed out on stones and RainWings on treetops. Icewings were under the shade of rocks and the NightWings were no where to be found.

Frost sighed as she wished she could join them, but her wing kept her down. When she turned, she came face to face with Dark.

"Three moons, Dark!" She yelped.

"Your leg," he flicked his tail.

"It's healed," she winked at him.

'I want to take you to my secret place,' he mind told her.

'Does it involve flying?' Her thoughts groaned

'Team flying,' he grinned and a smile spread across her face too.

He grabbed her arm and gently pulled her along. They rushed down the halls, chasing each other and racing. Frost was running so fast that when she turned a corner, she didn't stop. She flung herself into open air.

"Dark help!" She cried as she plummeted towards the pointy stalactites.

He swoop down an caught her.

"Here rest your hurt wing on my back, we'll fly together," he said and she obeyed.

It was hard and aggravating at first, but she slowly adapted to the synchronized flying.

Together they flew to a small meadow encased by trees. It was filled with a sweet, fresh sent and covered in beautiful
varieties of flowers and plants.

"This is beautiful," she smiled, feeling the dew covered grass under her talons.

"I found this before I went to Jade Mountain," he told her, "come."

She followed the handsome Tribreed to a hole. It was hidden well into the trees, covered by a patch of long grass. It was deep and dark and big enough to fit a dragon, it radiated a strange but familiar feeling.

"It's animus," Frost explained.

"It is?" He was a little startled.

She started to enter the mysterious crevice, but Dark put his talons on her shoulder.