The Petalwings, a tribe forgotten

Hey, welcome to my third writing in progress because I'm not good with only doing one at a time. This one will contain two POV's, and it does go a bit fast by the way, since patience is a skill I don't have. Any criticism/recommendations would be greatly appreciated! It's in a completely alternate universe, where the DOD never existed, the Pantalian's don't know the Pyrrhian's, etc. The Rainwings are still a bit lazy and don't use their venom as often, but they also tend to be quite adventurous.

The Petalwings have been hiding in a cave, always making sure it was not found after hearing the threat of their tribes extinction. Mayflower had always heard of the dangers outside and had stayed in, only going out when asked. He meets someone along his path, but maybe... That someone will change his life forever

The Rainwings have been living peacefully for a thousand years. But lately, there have been rumors of ghosts wandering around. They didn't exist though... Right? Python sees more and more signs of them after finally hearing a small whisper in the bushes. Investigations though... Can quickly turn into the shocking truth