Wings of Fire:Take your Heart

Chapter One:Start of The New World

That night still echoed in Clays brain, the night everything was taken from him, where he was forced to leave everything behind and be put in some strange program. He wanted to get angry, to feel bitter, and yet...all he felt was like he was a piece of trash, a bigwings who failed his sibs, no matter how much they tried to reassure him on his final goodbyes, he just couldn't accept it, nor himself for what had happened, and hoped to the moons that they wouldn't be burdened by his absence.

All he currently had on him was a(relative to his size) small bag, and a pair of glasses to try and blend himself into the crowd more, futile as he knew that may be.

As he walked and flew across the trail to his momentary place of residence, he heard talks of multiple different topics, one which particularly stood out to him being the "Detective Princess" Skywing he had heard about, who he also learned to be attending his new school, all Clay thought was he hoped to try and avoid interacting with them if they're as prying as he assumed Detectives to be.

as Clay looked through his bag, he found a strange book inside it, with a cover that presented a red and black eye upon it, and almost seemed to be calling to him...Clay then threw it out, figuring it was some junk that got mixed with his things

finally, he had found the small town he would take residence in, located in the center of a small point which connected part of The Mud, Sky, and Rainforest kingdom, which featured a multitude of different Dragon tribes, similar to another city Clay had heard about on the other side of the continent, "probability" or something?

Clay hated to admit it, but he was slightly apprehensive of the other tribes, He luckily managed to find an aging Mudwing shopkeeper who pointed him in the direction of The Dragon he was looking for, The Skywing Kestrel

Clay saw the entrance to a small cavern and entered to find The Skywing preparing to close up shop for tonight, before hearing him enter

"We're closed, get your food somewhere els- ah, you're Clay, right?"

"Correct, Mrs. Kestrel"

"It's Miss, actually, but just call me Kestrel, I'll admit, I forgot you're coming today" Kestrel stated, as she stretched her back

"Busy day I presume?"

"Nope, about as slow as a day like this can get, probably different for you though with your circumstances, eh ya little monster?"

"Correct, m- Kestrel, thank you so much for helping me" Clay politely said, but in all honesty, he couldn't help but still feel uncomfortable towards her, even if she was doing something so nice for him, she seemed to have a small but noticeable burn upon her cheek, and her arms were covered in even larger burns, with a small stab wound also being noticeable upon the outer side of her right paw as opposed to the burns on the inner parts. Not to mention, though Clay knew she couldn't help it, her face screamed "I'd beat a kid for fun! yippee!"

however, in contrast, Clay could tell she had a calm, if slightly cold tone to her voice, and he truly didn't feel any malice from her outside of the appearance, so he decided to go with his gut and still trust her...though his gut had failed him before, even still, he wouldn't let that guide him.

"Come on now, no need to be so formal, I ain't some priestess, all I'm doing is doing your aunt a favor." Kestrel stated, and Clay almost smiled thinking about his aunt Asha, the closest to a mother he ever had...He could tell he was gonna miss her almost as much as he missed his sibs

"Come along this way now, I have a place for you to stay" Kestrel then walked down the cavern, where Clay was greeted with a dusty old room that looked like it hadn't been opened in years and almost like it was just used for Storage beforehand