King of The Dragons (Wings of Fire X Monster Hunter)

Part 1: Chapter 3 & 4

(3rd Pov Stormcaller)

"SUUNY!" Clay bellowed at the top of his lungs.
"She was mad," Starflight fretted. "Maybe she ran off because she was mad at us."
"She was?" Clay asked. "Why was she mad?"
"Running off into a strange forest on her own?" Tsunami said. "That's not like her."

"She wasn't mad," Stormcaller said, trying to calm down the dragonets. "And she didn't run off either,"
"Then what happened to her?" Clay asked.

Stormcaller shrugged.
"SUNNY! SUNNY!" Clay yelled again. Stormcaller sighed. He really whished he didn't use up all his SkyWing alcohol. 

Tsunami growled. "We made it through the Sky Kingdom and the Kingdom of the Sea without losing anyone, and now we're two minutes into the rainforest and one of us is gone?"
"She's not gone," Starflight said, his voice vibrating with panic. "She can't be! She has to be here somewhere. I was looking at her only a few moments ago!"

Glory looked at the trees, eyeing a sloth. Stormcaller looked around, his eyes catching parts of dragon disguised as the flora around them.

"Webs, what do you think happened?" Tsunami demanded, following Glory's gaze. 
There was no response. They all turned around.
Webs was gone, too.
"No way," Clay said, flaring his wings. "He was just here. I saw his face when we realized Sunny was gone. Maybe ten seconds ago. He couldn't have disappeared in ten seconds."

"But he did," Starflight cried. "He did, and Sunny did, into thin air."
"Ouch!" Tsunami said, clapping a talon to her neck. "Something just stung me."
Clay jumped and clawed at his mech as well. Starflight's eyes went wide, and then he threw himself to the ground and rolled under the nearest low-hanging bush with his wings over his head.

Stormcaller blinked at the younger NightWing and felt something fly into his neck making a small tink noise.
Glory looked at Stormcaller. "What in the world are you-" Glory started, ducking to look at Starflight. Stormcaller watched a small, wooden dart fly from one of the trees, buzz past Glory's ears and into the tree behind her. 

She spun around just as Clay was being pulled into the forest, seemingly disappearing into thin air. It was as if the forest reached out leafy arms, quietly wrapped him up, and then bundled him away. A heart beat later Tsunami was also gone.

Another dart flew through the air and tinked against Stormcaller's scales. "Whoever's shooting me, please stop," Stormcaller said. "It won't wor-Ack!" One of the dart flew into his mouth and stung into his tongue. The stuff knocking out the other dragonets wouldn't work on him, but it was still stuck in his tongue. 

At the same time this happened, Glory planted herself next to Starflight's hiding spot and flared her ruff. Waves of pale orange and dark red rippled across her scales.

"That's enough!" she called. "Come out here right now."
There was a pause, and then the air seemed to shimmer for a moment, and suddenly a dragon the color of raspberries stood in front of her, grinning.

Stormcaller glanced around making sure there were no other blowguns pointed in his direction. He then opened his mouth and picked the blow dart out of his tongue.

Another dragon, dark blue dappled with gold, appeared beside the first. She was grinning, too.
Rustling overhead made Glory and Stormcaller look up.

RainWings curled around the trunks or hung from the branches by their tails, like Stormcaller did when they hid from the MudWings. Several - no, all of them were bright and brilliant colors. They were so bright it was like being stabbed in the eye with the sun. Wait, no, Stormcaller had been stabbed in the eye by something much brighter than the sun. So why did this hurt.