(Old) Ice and Fire (Wings of Fire fan story)

I don't wanna leave this utopia: Robin

"I don't wanna go. I love it too much here!" Robin whined, getting out of her hammock.

"Well, you still have an hour, so you better start saying goodbye to your friends," Carmine said absent mindedly, picking up toys and gift baskets of fruit around the hut and packing them up.

"But it's too foggy out and they're all asleep right now anyways," Robin grumbled, heading to the door anyway. 

She took off into the foggy, wet morning. By the smell of the air, she was pretty sure it might rain soon. With that knowledge, she hurried to Lemon's hammock. He shared the top of a large, wide tree with his friends, all had their hammocks at the top of the many branches at the top.

"Lemon," she whispered to the peaceful pink and blue shape sleeping in one of the higher up hammocks, tapping his shoulder.

"Hmmm," Lemon moaned, squirming around for a moment before raising his head and rubbing his eyes sleepily. 

"I'm leaving in about an hour," Robin wispered to him.

He immediately woke up more at the news. "One sec," he got up, adjusted the sleeping sloth on his neck, and jumped across branches to the other hammocks, waking up each dragon.

"Why do you have to leave now? This early in the morning?" Paradise asked, rising out of the hammock closest to Lemon's.

"I want to know the same thing," Robin replied, landing on a larger branch below the hammocks.

"I would die if I had to fly across, like, a whole continent this early. I would probably die if I had to fly across whole continent at any time, though," another friend of Lemon's, Canopy, chirped up, poking his head out of his hammock, one of the lowest ones.

"It's only just over halfway to the northern ocean, not a whole continent. And I'm a SkyWing. I think I can handle it. We're made for flying. Even younger dragonets.

"Cool, I was always taught RainWings were the best at flexibility," Ceiba said, her small, light pink and orange form leaping out of her hammock, hers being on the far side of the tree, and jumping over to them. She was the youngest of Lemon's friends, almost a year younger then the others.

"Yup. I'm not the best at flexibility, but I can fly faster then you guys for sure. Robin laughed.

The group chatted and said their goodbyes for a few more minutes. 

"Promise you'll write to me!" Robin chirped, prepareing to head off after she had given everyone a hug goodbye. A few, small raindrops had fallen on her snout, and the fog was starting to dissipate.

"Only if you write to us," Canopy smiled at her. "And say hi to your little  boyfriend for us too," he winked.

"Alright, I will," Robin smiled, taking off. "I'll miss you guys!" And with that, she took off, stopping at the hut to grab her bags and wait for her mom. After that, to Robin's dismay, they left to go back home.