Chapter Three

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Once every new dragon had introduced themselves as....

Opal of the IceWings, who had a very short temper and often argued/ conversed with the MudWing, Alligator.

Alligator of the MudWings, who often argued with Opal.

Shadow of the NightWings, who just faded into the shadows and basically never said anything to anyone after that.

Spider of the RainWings, who was actually kind-of cool. He was chatty, and Prismarine found that his mind was bright.

Finch of the SkyWings, who was bright orange and it seemed that she was very silent, like Shadow.

Butterfly of the SilkWings, who seemed very paranoid, occasionally glancing at the wall like someone would just pop out of it.

Prismarine turned to Saturn, who looked at the SeaWing hybrid. "Is everything okay?" He asked the SandWing hybrid.

Saturn nodded, and Prismarine heard clomping, and a large MudWing entered the cave.

"Tsunami!" He said. Prismarine noted that this MudWing was holding a half-open scroll. "I found a scroll lying on the lakeshore! It was telling to look for a conch shell! Do you think you could bring the winglet you have now to go look? Maybe one of them knows what it means?" Prismarine looked to Saturn.

Some dragon needs help! Maybe it's Monsoon or any of the others!

Prismarine looked at the scroll. "Could I see it?"

The MudWing looked at Prismarine, then he gave him the scroll.

"Can someone help me? Look for the bottle!", it read. Prismarine looked at the scroll, then at the MudWing. "I've seen a conch shell before. I could help look for it, along with my friend, Saturn." He looked at the MudWing, who looked at Tsunami. Prismarine then surveyed the room, looking for anyone who might want to go with him and Saturn. Venus looks suspicious. She looks hopeful, but it's also masked with fake concern, he narrowed his eyes. What is she up to?

"Is that everyone? Well, come on, Saturn and Prismarine," Tsunami said, gesturing to the MudWing. Prismarine, Saturn, and the MudWing lifted into the sky, and Prismarine watched as he went to the lakeshore, to look for the "bottle".

Prismarine landed on the soft sand, feeling it suck and sink on his talons. He started to feel around, looking for a bottle filled with yet another scroll. He watched the MudWing disappear over the ridge, and Prismarine turned to look at Saturn, who was holding a clear bottle filled with a rolled-up scroll.

"You found it!" Prismarine said, keeping his voice low.

Saturn nodded, fumbling for the bottle's lid.

"Oh, thank the moons you found my message!

Anyway, can you go to a little village in the Mud Kingdom, and find a small oak? That's where I am! Please help!"

Prismarine gasped in awe.

Who could this be?

Are they in trouble? Thoughts raced through his head, and he needed answers. His claws grasped at the sand beneath him.

"Are you reading this? This is crazy!" Saturn blurted out. His eyes and mouth were agape.

"Um, should we go? It might be dangerous." Prismarine tapped his claws rhythmically on his chin. The obsidian dragon processed his thoughts carefully."I think we should go, but we should tell Tsunami where we're going first, so they don't worry."

Saturn nodded with agreement, and Saturn called, "Hello?"

The MudWing poked his dark brown head over a sand dune. "Yes, Saturn and Prismarine?"

"Um," Prismarine stuttered. "I found a bottle, and I was wondering if we could go see if the dragon who wrote this needs help."

The MudWing looked thoughtful, and Prismarine hoped he would say "yes" or "maybe". "I guess," The MudWing said ruefully. "But I will have to let Tsunami and maybe your parents know where you are going."

"Thanks!" Prismarine blurted.

"Is it okay if we leave now?" Saturn asked. "The dragon could not be waiting any longer, if they are really in trouble."

The MudWing nodded.

"Thank you...." Saturn stalled, not knowing the MudWing's name.

"Clay," the named dragon said. "Clay of the MudWings."

Prismarine nodded gratefully, then leapt into the air, climbing the aquamarine sky. Saturn's wingbeats followed soon after, and Prismarine felt comforted somehow. He could feel Saturn's warm breath on his back. Prismarine watched as the fading silhouette of Jade Mountain Academy disappeared from his view.

My second time here, and now I'm leaving on the first day.

Is this what my life will be like? Not following the rules?

Prismarine glanced into Saturn's warm brown eyes for a brief moment.

At least I have my best friend with me.

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