Deathbringer's story

The stupid plan

The sky was nearly dark by the time he got to the tunnel.

He dipped his wings and dove down to the semi circle of cacti. He gave one last looked behind him he couldn't spot anyone following him, so he started to dig. After a few minutes, he had a small hole dug and he squezzed though and once he was in, and piled sand behind him.He certainly didn't want anyone spotting the tunnel and he needed to get to the Nightwing island.

He basically ran down the tunnel, even though he wans't in the kingdom of sand anymore, the tunnel to it still had sand in it and it got stuck in between his scales. He reached the end of the tunnel and poked his head out and looked around with his night vision. There wasn't anyone around the jungle, and no talon steps either so no one had been there recently. He headed up to the tunnel that lead to the volcanic island.

By the time he was just halfway into the tunnel, he could smell the smoke- filled air. It didn't matter he didn't have to be there for long. The Nightwing headed towards the Rainwing prisions, where he found two guards that looked half asleep which he couldn't blame them for. No one knew where thier island was and even if they did, there were guards posted at the tunnel.

"I need you to send a message to anyone that goes out to the Rainforest. The dragonets of destiny are in the Rainforest." Deathringer said to the two Nightwings, who stood upright immediately. "So, tell them to stay out the Rainforest. No hunting in there or grabbing Rainwings until I give the all clear."

There seemed to be visible confusion betwen the two Nightwings as they exchanged a glance but one of them broke into a fit of violent coughing. But the guard next to him spoke.

"We'll be sure to send the message along." She said.

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Deathbringer woke up to the sound of two dragons whispering. Well you couldn't even call it whispering, maybe... quite arguing? At least the two dragons weren't talking at the top of thier lungs. But they wouldn't exactly make good assassins. He stretched his wings only for them to hit along the sides of the tunnel with a soft thump.

The Nightwing had fallen asleep inside the tunnel (which was filled with sand, and it kept getting stuck inbetween his talons no matter how much he tried to get it out.) After catching a boar to eat in the Rainforest, it had all been in hopes of seeing the Rainwing again. He had been looking for an... alternitive. He certainly didn't want to kill her but he certainly didn't want to die either. His only chance had been to kill Blaze but that was out the window.

With his recent attempt, Deathbringer was sure that they would be guarding the Sandwing princess even better, there was no chance of killing her. Burn was even bigger of a challange, and by challange he ment impossible in any way. He could cetainly outsmart her but from what he had heard, she was brutal. Not exactly his type of target only to get a chance at not getting in trouble. And ofcourse killing Blister would only get him in more trouble. in even more trouble than not killing Glory.

A loud and angry hiss inturrupted his thoughts.

Deathbringer quitely walked closer to the edge of the tunnel making sure to make his talonsteps light. Over all the sounds of the loud and noisy Rainforest he could pick up the sound of the familiar sound of a Nightwing breathing.

Living in the volcano, many Nightwings had breathing problems due to the ash in the air. Deathbringer however, never developed  one due to leaving the island to be an assassin at such a young age. He also noticed that his mother never developed one either, the reason being that she spent more time in the continent than most of thier tribemates but she wasn't always away most of the time she was training him right on the Nightwing island.