Wings of Power

Dull...

Welcome back, everybody! This is the start of the "Ice ark" of book one. Sorry it took me so long to update, I have been working on side projects and schoolwork for college. ALERT! This arc has spoilers for my unfished fanfic "Birth of Wings" and it shows how it ends. Also, there will be NO major Oc's from that fic. There will be no major OC's in this fic. Maybe in book three but not the first two. I like to avoid OC'S at all costs if I can help it.

The group was flying through the cold wind of the north, fighting the wind with Icicle leading the way.

Peril was in the middle of the group, heating herself up to the max, so she could try to heat up the group. She was doing a good job keeping the cold away, but she could do nothing with the harsh winds.

"How much farther!" Tsunami said, yelling against the wind.

"It should be right past the next mountain!" Icicle yelled back.

"Tell me again, why couldn't we just go straight to the Ice Kingdom!" Tsunami yelled impatiently.

"And like I said EARLYER! You would die the moment you went past the border!" Icicle yelled again, thinking of the Great Ice Cliff.

They saw the light of Blaze's fortress in the distance, landing on a flat on the mountain next to it.

Anemone walking up to Icicle, "I have already said, I could just teleport all of us in the IceWing palace?"

Icicle lightly flinched just thinking about the punishment for letting that happen, "no"

Anemone grumbled and walked away.

Everybody turned to look at the fortress. Smoke pouring out of all the chimneys, and firewood stacked all along the walls. There were only a handful of dragons outside, all of them IceWings. There were no trees even near the base, more than likely all chopped down for firewood.

Icicle turned to the rest of the dragonets, "All right, I have listened to your every word up till now, but here, here I am going to lead us,"

Tsunami's brow furrowed, "and what makes you think that!" she asked angrily.

Icicle sighed, knowing this was coming, "IceWings are nothing like the other tribes, not even close," thinking of her own parents.

"All the other tribes are way more free and emotional, with IceWings, If you don't act the right way, they will take that as a direct insult on their honor." Icicle finished explaining.

"Geeze, why do they act like this?" Sunny asked curiously.

"IceWings are a very proud and traditional species, we are the only tribe left that has their history still on record all the way back from the very dawn of our species." Icicle answered.

Starflight ran up to her, "Really, how?" he said with twinkles in his eyes, "I thought that almost all history was lost after the scorching!"

"The north's cold has a way with keeping the past preserved." Icicle explained.

"Please, is there a way I can read or study this?" Starflight asked desperately.

Icicle shook her head, "No, only royalty is allowed to access the records now."

Starflight deflated at those words, his hopes being crushed.

Icicle turned back towards the base, "Let's get this over with, the kingdom needs to know I'm still alive before I fall to the bottom of the ranks," Icicle said.

"If im not already," she thought to herself, walking forwards getting ready to take off.

Glory cut her off, "Now, I don't know about you," Glory started, "But, I don't think it would be a good idea if we all went down there at one time."