"IceDrift! Come on!" BlueHorns snapped at his younger sister,"I heard something in the woods, hide while I check it out.". BlueHorns was a large male WiltWing, he'd always been over-protective when it came to his sister, IceDrift. "I'm coming!" IceDrift chirped and ducked in the mouth of a large cave where they had lived for the past 16 moons. She always seemed so happy when they had nothing but each other, he shrugged off the thought and ventured into the deep forest, heading towards the snap of a stick he heard before. When he reached the muddy spot he inspected the area for any large mammals, his icey eyes widen when they hit a certain item, a black scale. BlueHorn picked it up with his sharp talons to observe it, he concluded that it was a WiltWing scale, it was dusty black with blue on the under-side and it was translucent. BlueHorns assumed it was his or IceDrift's scale that the wind picked up and landed here. BlueHorns thought that the snap must of been a coincidence along with the scale, he however had a slight suspicion that there was another WiltWing that had been watching them. He spread his large, rotten, wilted wings, heading back to the faded embers of the fire, licking the roof of their cave. He quietly landed and went inside, seeing IceDrift laying down fiddling her her hooked claws as always, he told IceDrift about the bizarre finding but reassured her it was nothing to worry about... or was it?
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Wings of War - The Hidden World
FantasyThis is my first story. It's not very good and I don't usually write. I hope you like it ^^!
