Blizzard's POV
Blizzard sat on an icy cliff above the ground, looking down at the shameful exiled dragons below her, letting out a sigh as she looked down at these pitiful dragons. Though despite this, they could still be useful to her cause. She knew they would probably bow down to her because of her royal status. The plan was set in her mind. "ATTENTION!" She roared, standing up. A few dragons looked at her, confused. "I said...ATTENTION!" She yelled again, making most of the dragons snap their heads in her direction. A satisfied grin spread across her snout. "Why hello there."
"Who are you?" Another voice snarled, and Blizzard turned to see a powerful-looking IceWing with shiny blue scales. "Princess Blizzard." Blizzard hissed, gesturing to the tiara atop her head. "Well, if you're the queen's daughter, why on Pyrrhia are you here?" The IceWing growled. "It's because...my mother is not actually the best dragon, you know. I left on my own." Blizzard snarled spitefully. "She never loved me as much as she did my little sister, Silverwing...she was spoiled and pampered while me and my other siblings were tossed to the sidelines, ignored and barely given attention..." Blizzard frowned, shaking her head.
"Okay, but, why did you come here, of all places?" The IceWing asked, tilting his head slightly. "Because...." Blizzard smirked deviously. "You guys could help me with my plans. My plans....to fight back."
Silverwing's POV
Silverwing sat in the hospital bed solemnly as the doctor talked to her mother about the consequences of her injuries. She sighed, looking at the ceiling. Why would her sister go after her? She could just tell Mom about how she felt, it would be much easier and not result in any injuries...but it was too late now. "She can go back to the palace with you now, if you'd like. Unfortunately, we couldn't do anything about her broken horn. She just has to not be too active for a few days, and make sure she doesn't apply too much pressure to her broken leg." The doctor explained as her mother nodded.
"Mom, I think I know why Blizzard did this..." Silverwing said as she and her mother were flying back to the palace. "I think...I think she was jealous of me, because you didn't give her enough attention..." Silverwing said quietly. "Oh, nonsense! Your sister was acting unreasonable! I do hope she returns and apologizes, or she stays and never returns...either one would be beneficial." Mom grumbled.
Silverwing sighed- Mom didn't understand how anyone felt. "It's because you were always focused on taking care of me and never gave enough attention to her and-" Silverwing was quickly interrupted by her mother- "Enough, young lady!" Mom hissed. "Your sister was just overreacting. Teens are like that." She said, rolling her eyes. Silverwing huffed and stayed quiet as they continued to the palace.
(sorry for the slightly shorter chapter this time)
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Wrath of the Blizzard - Wings of Fire
AventuraAfter the War of Fire and Ice, Queen Snowstorm and King Permafrost rule over the IceWings peacefully. But tragedy strikes with Permafrost's death, leaving Snowstorm and her dragonets distraught. She begins to favor her youngest daughter, Silverwing...