It is a regular day for Blaze until her mom flies in. "What are you doing here?" Blaze asks her mom. "I am here to tell you great news. You are going to a school where you will learn to control your fire powers." She answers. Blaze stares at her mom. "You can't be serious."
"Don't you understand? The Queen has declared that all the kids with special powers will be going." her mom tells her. " What if I don't want to? What if I refuse?" Blaze asks her mom. "Then I will have to make you go," she answers.
"You will have to spend the week there, but you can come home on the weekends if you would like to." Her mom informs her. "Fine," Blaze asks, "When do I go?" Her mom answers, "This afternoon, we will start flying."
~Faith~
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Faith was helping her dad with one of his patients in the healer's hut up in the trees with the rest of the tribe. When her mom swooped in through the wide open balcony doors and whispered "Come outside, please." to Faith. "Yes ma'am coming," says Faith.
Faith flew out behind her mom. "You are going to a school where you will learn how to control your powers, Okay" "What, Yay when do I go?" "We are going to start flying this afternoon. So pack please darling."
~Agau~
Agau was collecting dew and putting it on the spiderwebs when an announcer came up to him and said "You are going to school where you will learn how to control your powers. We start flying this afternoon so pack." He flew away.
Agau flys to his treehouse and meets the other boy water flys. Everyone there has powers. Agua tells them "I am going to be leaving today. I will be going to a school where I learn to control my powers. I have to start packing. A couple of kids from each tribe get to go every year and I am one of the lucky ones this year. This is the first year it is open so one of yall may be able to come next year.
He moves to start packing. He pulls his grass sack out of the corner. Agua grabs his wooden parchments and shells. He packs them away and lays on his weed hammock.
