Sturdy As Ice (Winter & Moonwatcher) [EDITING]

Chapter 2 (EDITED)

Winter's POV

Right now my thoughts were just out of control. My brain and my heart were clashing each other and they don't seem to stop. The loud voices from other dragons were not helping me think clearly. I left the announcement room and onto the lake but to any other dragons I just looked horribly pissed. I walked quickly to the lake wanting the loud talking of dragons to just die out. The lake was clear as usual with some cold misty fog hovering around it which blended perfectly with the color of my scales thus camouflaging myself at the very edge. The fog added a nice slight cold that tingled across my scales reminding me of home. You act and think as if you despise her...why?

I pondered on that question for a long time as I continued to stare at my own reflection bleakly, occasionally breathing a sigh. Right now I didn't even care if I missed class or if my winglet was worried about me in which I strongly doubt they would. She's a NightWing Winter! Like father said you must be vigilant, strike first, and trust nobody. Especially NightWings. Fate just seems to be evil and decided to make my heart fell for Moon. 

Whenever I see her, its like I forget all of my IceWing manners and I just wanted to stare at her. Not in a creepy 'I will kill you' stare but its more of a 'I am intrigued by you and want to know you more' stare.  I didn't seem to find an answer to my dilemma unsurprisingly after what seems to be forever, I decided to leave the lake. Just as I was about to lift my hind leg and stand up, I could see my reflection started to melt. At first they were just blobs with my scale color but then each blobs started to change to fancy cursive words which soon formed a sentence.

Once parted shall be connected from two of each

Walls shall be crushed from the two

The new will disclose in time

A twist shall come unto the two and the parted

My eyes must have been as wide and as bright as the moon as I read the sentence or what seems to be more of a prophecy. My mind couldn't understand what it was talking about so I tried memorising it in attempt to understand what it meant. Soon enough the sentence became blobs again and they slowly formed my reflection again. This time I wasted no time and I quickly flew back to Jade Mountain to save time.

Moon's POV

I was still staring at Winter when Winter left the hall with a strained look on his face. Most likely furious about his new claw mate...me. The protest of most dragons didn't cease to stop. In fact they just seem to grow louder till it became a deafening chorus of protest. Thankfully the dragonets of destiny came to save the day well it was only 60% of them. Tsunami was screaming at the top of her lungs in attempt to be louder than about 15 something voices. Clay was desperately trying to stop any dragons from fighting while Sunny was whimpering since 3 dragons decided to let out their dismay on her. Poor Sunny. Things seemed to still be out of control even with the dragonet of destiny helping. I found myself lost in the middle of the crowd.

It was no longer a ring of dragons, it was more of a mob and I couldn't escape from it. Every thoughts were loud and their protest joined in. It was deafening, hurting, and dizzying for me. I couldn't focus or see properly...all I could see was the blurry images of colors as I stumbled around like a blind mole. I suddenly felt as if I was shocked to reality as I hear a 3 loud gong and everybody's thoughts and voices stopped. All eyes shifted from the dragonet of destiny to wherever the source of the sound was.

There at the very end of the hall was Fatespeaker panting and Qibli with a humongous golden gong. It was probably as big as an adult dragon, maybe bigger. How Fatespeaker or Qibli was able to bring it hear and gong it puzzled me. The atmosphere was tense and quiet, so quiet that you could even hear a scavenger walk. Fatespeaker looked as if she was tongue tied and slightly afraid since every dragon in the school was looking at her. The dragon who stopped their protest and anger. Qibli seemed to have noticed Fatespeaker's dismay.

Qibli cleared his throat, "Can everyone stop protesting? This is a school not a war zone!"

Just 2 sentences made all of the dragons whisper to themselves and soon enough they all scattered to their classes. I didn't even realise my muscles were tense when all of a sudden they relaxed. Why did mother even made me go to this school? She know I get paranoid when it gets too loud. After relaxing for a while, I could see Qibli help Fatespeaker return the mighty gong, Kinkajou and Turtle was chatting away... well Kinkajou was Turtle just looked slightly mortified, and Winter. Winter was nowhere to be found. 

What was left of the Jade Winglet proceeded to go to our next class, which was art. We all waited patiently still recovering from the mob for Sunny to come. After a while Sunny came in looking tired and slightly off from her usual cheery self. In a grave voice she instructed us to paint our emotion while stuttering as she sat down and stared at all of us. Right there and then, I knew exactly the emotions I was about to paint. I placed all of my emotion my whole life into that painting. Me living in isolation in the rainforest, getting scared during the first day, and Winter. Once done, I stepped back to get a better look at the finished product.

Just as I finished the bell rang and it was a free period for us. We all mumbled 'goodbyes and thank you' to Sunny who was twitching horribly at the corner as she returned a crooked half smile at us. I quickly walked over to the library ignoring Kinkajou's calls while I desperately tried not to bump to bigger mean dragons. The library was the best place in this mountain. Its a place of quiet where I can absorb knowledge and rest my mind. I arrived at the library slightly panting which was a sign for Starflight that somebody was there.

"W-Who's there?" He asked meekly as if he was constantly scared

"It's just me. MoonWatcher"

"Well okay..." he replied with relief this time

"Do you perhaps know where a scroll about prophecies are?" I asked

"The 6th shelf. Line 6 row 6."

"Thank you"

I was a constant visitor to the library which was why starflight recognised me. I immediately went towards the 6th shelf looking for the scroll. The scroll was just like any other scrolls there, slightly torn, dusty, and old. The only thing different was the topic. I didn't even got the chance to read it before all the words in there started to clump to formless black blobs. The blobs slowly transformed to words and they soon became a sentence. I let out a tiny gasp as I read the words one by one. 

Once parted shall be connected from two of each

Walls shall be crushed from the two

The new will disclose in time

A twist shall come unto the two and the parted