Cold Sand

A Cold Flight

Hello! Why? That is my favorite thing. I am thankful for you all. Every other chapter will be in Winter's point of view. It's Qibli's turn right now.

We started our flight at night. This everyone knows is the best time to fly in the Kingdom of Sand. Winter trails behind me. Even at night, I can see him struggling to be in the Kingdom of Sand. I notice the heat is still strong for him.

"Hey Winter, let us land by that oasis up there. We can stay there for the night," I attempt a suggestion. Winter just pants in agreement. I copy his pants and won't beats. He lets out a chortle that sounds like a walrus. "Keep your pet walrus in control." Winter lands besides me. He can hardly keep his laughs in control, his back is lying on the sand, with his blue stained underbelly facing me. I lay on my back side facing the stars.

"I see Ursa Major." He points his front talon at a constellation in the shape of a bear. "Then there is the Graceful Swan."

"What's so major about the bear? He didn't participate in the war. I participated in the Outclaws and I never made it to the Major rank." Winter laughs uncontrollably. I place my head onto his torso. I hope his paw with mine, his cold scales make me shiver. It is not natural for SandWings to be that cold, but I chose Winter and I plan on staying with him. His laugh makes me have this calm feeling. I wrap my wings around him. He falls asleep. I curl m my body into him and I soon drift off into a sleep. Being here with Winter is amazing. If only this moment could last forever, but time must go on. I dream of him and I. I catch a polar bear for the first time, and he managed to catch a jerboa. We laugh. I wake up from this peaceful dream and I kiss Winter. I tried not to wake Winter up, but I failed.

"What is wrong?" He asks groggy. His words are slurred and are sloppy. I smile.

"It's morning. Ready to fly all the way to the Sand Castle," I respond.