Ice at Midnight: A Winterwatcher Fanfic

🌑Chapter 7: Confusion & Mistrust🌑

  After hearing the argument between Winter and Qibli in the SandWing's sleeping cave, Moon had decided it would be best to leave them both be for now. It was probably better for all three of them. The two males were most likely silently fuming to themselves, and she was stuck in a whirlwind of emotions that she saw no way out of. So really, right now the best thing to do seemed to be to give them space. She probably needed it more than they did, anyway.

  Moon now sat in a vacant sleeping cave, knowing that nobody inhabited it at the moment. She had her history homework with her, hoping it would keep her mind off of the things she had just heard.

  So it was the SkyWings who destroyed the Summer Palace. At least I think that's what Webs said. But...wasn't it a MudWing who betrayed him and followed him there? Or was it the SkyWings AND the MudWings?

  She sighed, setting her homework down and burying her head in her arms like an upset dragonet. Which, now that she thought about it, wasn't too far from the truth. She wasn't sure who to trust between the icy dragon who was her clawmate, or the charming SandWing known as Qibli.

  It was only the second day of school, and she was already getting wrapped up in drama and confusion. Moon longed to be home in the rainforest, where things were much simpler. Sure, nearly everyone in her tribe hated her there, but at least she could be away from all of this craziness. 

  I thought Qibli was a nice guy...maybe he is, but right now it sure doesn't seem like it. How can he say I'm his, that he likes me in...that way, when we've barely known each other for two days? I don't like him like that! Especially not now that I've seen his dark side. But Winter isn't much better, is he? He's always treating dragons as lesser individuals, and it seems like he only cares about himself. But at least he's not obsessive of me like Qibli seems to be. And he did try to talk his way out of the fight before resorting to violence...but then again, he said we aren't friends, and we never will be. Maybe I don't WANT to be friends with him now...did I ever want to, though? I don't know who I should like more at this point. Both of them have pros and cons to them, but that's pretty much the same for everyone.  

  Rather than tormenting herself by continuing to ponder this subject, Moon simply wrote down what she thought the answers were to the homework, too tired to try and remember it all. Then, she fell asleep early in this cave, the dark shadows enveloping her as night grew closer. She didn't want to go back to her sleeping cave just yet. It seemed that for now, the only dragon she could truly trust, was herself.

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  Moon woke up the next morning, noticing that it was still relatively dark. It didn't seem super early, but clearly classes hadn't started yet. She felt rested and refreshed; she'd actually gotten a good night's sleep for once. A surprise, considering what she had heard the previous day.

  Knowing that there was still time to kill, the NightWing got up to go explore more of the academy, only to feel a sharp pop in her spine.

  She cried out in pain as the horrible feeling continued at a dull throb. She must've slept wrong last night. 

  Moon went through with her plan, although she had to move a little slower to ease the pain. She didn't have her map with her, having left the leather pouch in her sleeping cave by accident. At least it would test how well she could navigate without it. 

  She was able to figure out where she was for longer than she thought she would, so that was a sign of improvement. After awhile though, she ended up at the Great Hall when she thought she had been heading to the library. She must've taken a wrong turn somewhere. Moon didn't stick around for long, but smiled a little when she saw Clay drowsing next to the large gong, the mallet sitting loosely in his claws.