Frozen Flames
Winter felt like the land was folding up, ready to strangle him if he didn't give in to his feelings. He squirmed, trying to free himself, but the vines held him tight.
Hailstorm and Icicle were also held beside him, all wrapped in vines and trying to get free.
Moon stood in front of them, her normally sweet green eyes glowing an eerie shade of white, and her snout was contorted in a horrifying, evil glare. Her talons were held out like she was trying to wring their necks, controlling the vines.
Winter often had nightmares like this; where Moon was an evil, crazy animus NightWing that had been trying to kill Winter ever since she read in his mind that he loved her.
Suddenly Winter felt a snout poke his back. He tried to lift his talons to tear the vines, but Moon's magic held them tight.
"WAKE UP!"
Winter bolted upwards, panting. He still felt like the vines were wrapped around him. He looked up and saw Qibli standing over him, his eyes worried.
Winter rubbed his snout with his claws. "Why'd you wake me?" he growed, his vision beginning to clear now that he was actually awake.
Qibli snorted. "Because you were squirming like you were wrapped in chains," he said. "Anyway, I cooked some lizards for breakfast. If you'd prefer a fish, go ahead and try to catch one. Moon's already down by the lake." He walked away.
It suddenly struck Winter. The reason he'd been having these nightmares were because his feelings for Moon were becoming too overpowering. He could just imagine what his aunt would say... But she didn't have to know.
So Winter got up and flew out of the cave and soared down to the lake. He could see Moon's shimmering black scales down by the bank.
He sucked in a mouthful of air, then beat his wings once and flew down to land beside the NightWing.
Moon jumped at the sound of his talons hitting the ground. "Oh!" she said. "It's just you." She turned back to the water, scanning the slowly lapping brown waves for fish.
Winter reached for her shoulder and tapped it after a moment's hesitation. Moon turned to face him.
Just tell her you love her, Winter. Queen Glacier means nothing to you right now, he thought. "Moon, I've been having dreams about you," he began. Moon's face shifted to several different emotions all at the same time, but she nodded for him to go on.
"I've realized that they're caused because of my feelings. I think it's about time I told you how I really feel," he said, feeling suddenly as if he swallowed several pieces of broken eggshell. He gulped.
"Moon, I-I love you."