|| BOOK 1 ||
Cinder is a cannibalistic SkyWing banished from her own kingdom. Upon seeking refuge with outcasts, she finds herself in a confusing adventure. She meets a RainWing and his half-SeaWing sister, their HiveWing friend, and being pulled in...
The HiveWing was unconscious for a suspicious amount of time. At some point, Cinder became suspicious, and started to test if he was really awake. Before she could even approach the dragon, his form started to change. His horns shortened, his spikes disappeared, and his stinger curled into a prehensile tail. The huge HiveWing soon shrunk into a red-and-yellow RainWing.
Cinder growled. "What in the 3 moons?!" she exclaimed. The RainWing opened his bright blue eyes and yelped at the sight of Cinder. "Three moons! Where am I?" Cinder got out her dagger, pointing it at the RainWing. "What kind'a witchcraft you been usin'? Are you one of them animus dragons?"
The RainWing put his talons up defensively. "Not at all!"
Cinder growled lowly. "Then explain to me how you changed from a BugWin' or whatever they're called to a RainWin'."
The RainWing sighed. "Fine. But what I say is true. My name is Ronin. I was infected with a strange virus. When it takes over, I become a HiveWing. There, you've gotten all the information." Cinder huffed. "What a strange dragon you are." Ronin managed a light chuckle. "I hadn't noticed."
Cinder sat back, putting away her dagger. "That ain't a very good lie." Ronin smiled. "That's because it's not. The SkyWing huffed. "Fine. I believe you. For now."
The black-and-white NightWing approached Cinder. "Uhh, Cinder.. are you sure we can trust this dragon? I mean, look what he did to Juniper." They pointed to the purple RainWing who had been stabbed by Ronin. Her eyes were bloodshot, she drooled constantly, and she growled and tried to bite at the other dragons.
Cinder turned to Ronin with a glare. "Oh yeah. Explain how that happened." Ronin winced. "Oh, yeah.. uhh.."
"Now, Ronin, or I will make you talk." She hissed his name, clearly upset. Ronin sighed. "Fine. Basically, my.. infected counterpart.. can infect dragons when he stabs someone with his tail. So, yeah, she's kinda infected now." He gave an awkward smile.
Cinder huffed. "Great. Does that mean I will be, too?" Ronin went silent. "...Were you stabbed?"
"Twice: once in m'a tail, and another in m'a leg." She showed Ronin the stab wound on her gold-dipped back leg. Ronin stared hard at Cinder's tail. "Is your tail charred?"
She grinned. "Sh'o is." He winced. "Does it hurt?" Cinder made a face. "Take a good guess."
He smiled sheepishly. "Right. Anyways..." He went back to being silent. "Wait... why aren't you showing any signs of infection?"
Cinder thought for a moment. "Hm. Not sure."
"Do you feel any... different?"
"Nah, not really."
Ronin looked into Cinder's piercing yellow eyes, a glimmer of hope appearing in his own. "What if... what if you're immune?"
