This is a direct sequel to the story "The Legend of Star". If you have not read that story, please do so. I haven't done any writing in a good while so apologies in advance if it's not my best.

Chapter 1

Cold Front

"Get out of the way runt!"

"I'm sorry!"

"You better be!"

Lately, that had been the only kind of conversation she would have. It wasn't easy living on your own, especially if no one cared whether or not you were alive. The small light blue dragoness never realized how tough the city actually was. Especially during winter. Constant cold wind and weather always left her freezing at nights.

"It doesn't matter, I'm all alone now. Stupid war."

The toddler rubbed her tan belly, hearing it growl as she did so. She groaned to herself as the smell of fresh meat invaded her nostrils. Looking around, she spotted a small marketing stand on the side of the cobblestone road. Immediately she began to regret coming here.

"How did I end up in the market square?"

The market square held many shops and stands, all occupied by their owners and customers. The light blue toddler had been avoiding crowds like this ever since the war ended, but somehow she was in the midst of it.

Pushing through the crowd, she found herself heading toward the central fountain of the market square. The small toddler looked around, seeing if anyone was looking, then dipped both front paws into the water. She quickly pulled her paws back, retrieving some water, which she gladly sipped. Immediate distaste formed on her face as she forced herself to swallow the cold dirty water.

"Bleh. I hope it snows again soon."

Her stomach growled once more, much louder than before. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary at least. Until she turned around.

A tall yellow dragon stood in front of her, eyeing her suspiciously. Immediately the small toddler froze in place. What did he want?

"Are you alright?" the larger dragon kindly asked. "Couldn't help but notice you drinking out of the fountain. You know that water is dirty and not healthy for you, right?"

The toddler just played along. A cold breeze made itself known as she made a simple nod, still looking as nervous as before.

The yellow dragon still looked skeptical. "What's your name?"

"Might as well," the toddler thought, hoping it would get the dragon to go away. "Cerulean."

A grin formed on the taller dragon's face. "I like that name. It suits you very well." Cerulean exhaled in relief. "So where are your parents?"

"Oh," Cerulean began. Her voice died down as she quickly came up with something to say. "They're buying some firewood. I'm just waiting for them here like they asked me to."

"You don't say?" the yellow dragon retorted. He sounded a bit relieved at this point, although it was hard to tell with all the ruckus going on around them. "Well that's good to hear. I thought you were lost."

Cerulean forced a smile on her face, "That's okay." She lied, knowing good an well her parents weren't even in the market. Turning back toward the fountain, she peered down toward the bottom of the water to spot several sparkling green gems, the dragon's source of currency.

"Alright then, have a good day now!"

Cerulean just ignored him as he walked away. She rolled her eyes and took another quick sip of the fountain's water.

"I really hope it snows."

Forcing herself to swallow once more, she looked back up, making sure no one was paying attention to her. Of course, no one was. No one hardly ever did.

Slipping away from the crowd, Cerulean slowly made her way down the street, hoping that maybe her wish for snow would be granted. She didn't know how much longer she could go on without some clean water for a change.

What she didn't notice was two other dragons that watched her as she left the market square. Both of them sat in front of a restaurant on the other side of the street, eating their lunch and enjoying the cool weather. One of them was a blue dragoness. She had a plate of cooked lamb in front of her, yet her appetite wasn't a hungry one at the moment. Scratching her purple belly, she watched Cerulean quickly leave the market without any kind of supervision whatsoever.

"Did you see that?" the blue dragoness asked toward her friend, stretching her purple wings in the process. She didn't take her sapphire colored eyes off Cerulean until she was out of sight.

"See what darling?" a pure white dragoness replied. She looked around with her bright yellow eyes, but spotted nothing out of the ordinary.

The blue dragoness looked back toward her friend, seeing the white fur on her spine flow with the cool breeze. She was a pretty unusual dragon considering her whole body was basically white, with the exception of her eye color.

"Nothing . . . nevermind, forget I said anything."

The white dragoness studied her for a moment, attempting to figure out what she meant. She merely shrugged it off and looked back down to see a half-eaten salad on her plate.

"Is something wrong?" the white dragoness asked, noticing her friend had yet to take one bite out of her meal.

The blue dragoness shook her head and sighed. "No . . . everything is fine." She only paid attention toward the small crowd around them though. Some dragons showed her a friendly smile while others never paid any attention to her. Nothing unusual for an afternoon in the market.

"How's your egg doing?" the white dragoness asked. Her friend clearly spotted the fancy accent in her voice when she asked that.

"Fine . . . probably won't hatch for a while though, with winter approaching and all."

"That's normal," the white dragoness replied in a matter of fact tone. "Have you thought of any names yet?"

The blue dragoness shook her head. "My mind's been completely blank. I've never been good at naming someone." She watched her friend take a bite of salad as she deeply sighed. Pushing her food to the side, the blue dragoness laid her head down on the table sideways, facing the crowd the passed by them.

The white dragoness quickly realized what she was going through. It was so obvious, yet, she just now spotted it. Swallowing her food quickly, she looked down upon her friend. The sympathy was clear in her voice. "You miss him don't you?"

She didn't even flinch at that question. "Obviously."

Kali deeply sighed, knowing good and well that moping wasn't going to help. Wasn't like there was much better things to do about the problem though.

"Are you thinking about his funeral darling?" the white dragoness compassionately asked.

Nodding the best she could, despite her head being rested upon the table, Kali lowly answered, "Yeah. Can't help to."

True to her word, her mind was flooded with the memories of that day.

It was partly cloudy and late in the day. Whiteoak Cemetery was packed full of dragons, all paying their respects to the many heroes of the war. Even the remainder of the humans was present. The four human beings paid their respects to their fallen comrades and dragons alike. It was one of the worst days Warfang had ever been a part of. So many were dead that it would be nearly impossible to pay respects to each and every one. Everything in the cemetery was so quiet, one could easily hear the wind rustle through the few treetops above them.

Kali was there, standing in front of one particular gravestone. Her white scaled friend stood close beside her with Star, the dragon who sent Ismeral Nexis to the void, on the other.

Star's current colors reflected his mood, black and stressed with a brown underbelly to go with it. The restless dragon was in deep thought as he stayed quiet, silently bowing his head toward the six graves in front of them. He paid no heed to any other visiting dragons behind him.

It just wasn't fair. Why did he have to disappear?

A single tear formed in her eye as she read the tombstone's inscription for what seemed the fifteenth time.

"Here lies Cosmo the dragon. We will never forget."

She knew there was no body buried here, but the gravestone still hurt to see. Falling in love with a dragon then having him disappear right in front of you into nothingness . . . .

It hurt.

"Kali!"

"Huh?"

Kali quickly escaped her memories as she looked up toward her friend with a worried expression. She looked downwards to see her own food still on the table waiting to be eaten.

"You gotta eat something," the white scaled dragoness implied.

"She's right," a familiar voice made itself known from behind. Kali turned to see an orange scaled dragon with a dark yellow underbelly wearing a small grin on his face. "It's not healthy. You didn't even eat breakfast."

Kali was quiet for a few seconds, watching several dragons pass by their table. It looked as if they were getting ready to order something themselves as they sat down a few tables away.

"I'm sorry Star, but I'm just not into it right now."

Star jumped over toward her in a quick fashion, almost startling her in the process. "You don't have to be in it, you just have to eat it!"

Kali groaned, "That's not what I meant."

The blue scaled dragoness stood to her feet and onto the stone below. It sent a slight chill through her as she slowly began to walk away from the table.

"Hey!" the white scaled dragoness began, "I already paid for that!"

"I'm sorry," Kali began, obviously feeling down. "I'll pay you back for it when we get home."

Star looked toward the white reptile to see her roll her eyes in response.

"I swear she's gonna end up in a hospital," she grumbled as she stood to her feet, leaving the restaurant's plates and unfinished food on the table.

"What's your name anyways?" Star suddenly asked as the dragoness walked toward him.

The dragoness sighed. "How is it that you don't know? Didn't Kali tell you?"

Star shook his head. "I tried to find the easter egg in the last story but I couldn't find squat."

The white dragoness tilted her head. "You're one strange character."

Star showed a smile.

"Anyways," the dragoness began, ignoring the chilly breeze that begun to blow. "We better catch up to Kali before she runs into a wall. You know how she's been lately."

The two reptiles quickly caught back up to Kali, who was slowly making her way toward home. Anyone who passed by could clearly tell something was amiss with her, but decided it was best not to bother her. A lot of dragons knew what was up with her losing Cosmo. They were still getting over the war themselves.

The trio didn't make much conversation. It felt a bit awkward to bring anything up whenever Kali was living in the past. Both of her friends wanted to make her feel better, but they tried everything they could think of in the previous times. Nothing worked.

Getting to Kali's home slower than usual, the white dragoness sighed as the blue reptile open her door. "If you guys don't mind, I think I'm gonna take a little nap."

"Okay," the white dragoness replied. "If you need to talk or anything . . . I'm here."

"And me!" Star added excitedly.

Kali forced a smile as she entered her home. "Thanks. It's very comforting to know."

Before anything else could be said, she closed the door leaving the other two dragons outside in the shallow snow. The white reptile sighed as the wind ruffled the fur on her spine.

"What do you think?" she asked toward Star. "Do you think she'll ever come around?"

"I'm sure she will Swift," Star quickly replied, turning back toward the empty street.

"Swift? That's not my name."

"You kinda look like a Swift."

"Well I'm not Swift."

"How about Fuzzyboots?"

The white scaled dragoness rolled her eyes as a breeze blew through the white fur on her spine. "Not even close."

The two of them began walked back down the street as Star followed behind. The white dragon was used to him by now. He was a bit of an oddity but nevertheless a delight to be around.

"Snowshoes?"

The white dragoness smiled once again. Yep, quite the delight.

Meanwhile

A large dark green scaled dragon paced around a small office, lost in thought to the world. It wasn't often that he received reports similar to the one on his desk. In fact it hardly ever happened and were usually something not even worth worrying about. But this held something else. Even though he had only been leading the city of Warfang for a small amount of time, the piece of paper he was delivered certainly felt important to him.

The dragon sighed as he looked over the report again. It mentioned a human being seen outside the city walls completely alone. He would have passed it on as someone from the Tathric Range, but the report indicated that the human wore odd clothing such as a black cloak concealing his identity. He was also seen with a strange necklace hung on his neck.

Humans were a rare sight to see near the city of dragons with the exception of the remaining five warriors of the war that happened months ago. The dragon doubted they were related to the being in the report.

The dragon's thoughts were interrupted as he looked up to see a white scaled dragoness the same size as him walk into the room.

"Afternoon, Relic."

"Afternoon, Felenia."

The tan bellied dragoness showed a small smile. "Something troubling you?"

Relic nonchalantly looked over toward the report on his desk. "You can say that."

"Anything I can do to help?"

Relic shook his head. "I don't know. I have a report of a strange human outside the walls."

Felenia cocked an eye. "Well as long as he's outside and not inside we're fine, right?"

The dark green dragon sighed. "I suppose so. But still . . . ever since the war I've been a bit edgy."

"I understand," the white dragoness replied. "Never hurts to be careful."

"I'm still new to this job," Relic blurted out. "Do you think I'm doing okay?"

Felenia looked down toward the report, unable to read due to her being too far. She looked back up with a grin. "I think you're doing great. Nothing in the city is on fire and I don't see a stack of complaints on your desk."

Relic couldn't help but show a small grin himself, appreciating the gesture.

"Why do you ask?" Felenia inquired as she stretched out her light colored wings.

Relic didn't hesitate to answer. "You've been here longer than me. You were here when Shivertail was still with us. Figured some of his talent rubbed off on you."

It was quiet for a few moments as Relic took a deep breath. He gazed around the room and spotted the bookshelf on the left side of the room. The dragon wondered if there was anything worth reading in there for a moment before Felenia got his attention once again.

"You're doing a fine job so don't worry about it."

Relic turned back toward her and nodded. "I understand."

"Still, if you need anything just ask. I'll be happy to give you my personal opinion."

Relic showed a grin once more. "I might have to take you up on that."

Meanwhile

"Lyre?"

"Nope."

"How about Juniper?"

"Odd name, still no."

This was entertaining to say the least. Throughout her entire trip home Star has been questioning her about her name, giving random guesses that made her laugh. The white scaled dragoness never seen anyone with so much energy before. Star seemed to be quite the fun dragon to hang out with.

She was nearly home. A light snow had started to follow only minutes ago during the trip. The streets felt a bit emptier than usual, probably due to the weather. She didn't mind it at all. Star wasn't himself when he was among other dragons he didn't know. At the moment that dragon was red. If she remembered right red was the mood color for feeling excited or energetic. She knew he could change his colors freely but was he aware his colors would change depending on his mood?

That's what it felt like anyways.

"Cutieboots?"

The white dragoness' face went to a light shade of red.

"Am I right? You look like a cutieboots!"

"That's what you said about all the other names."

"But they all fit! They're perfect names for you!"

"And I'm home!" the white dragoness quickly announced. "Thank you for the company but I should be getting inside before I freeze out here."

Star silently watched the dragoness walk up the few stone steps to her small home and opened the door. As she turned back around, she noticed Star was still there. Oddly enough he was quiet.

"Are you okay?" she politely asked, feeling the warmth of her home beckoning to her.

"I feel funny."

"Funny?" the dragoness felt a bit concerned at this point. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know," Star replied. "There's a weird feeling in my tummy."

The dragoness then realized Star was staring directly at her. She blushed, which was nearly impossible to hide. She also hoped it wasn't what she was thinking.

Suddenly she heard a growl come from Star's stomach area. It was louder than she would have thought possible.

"I'm hungry!" Star jubilantly exclaimed. "See you later Cutieboots!"

Star quickly turned around and began hopping back down the street from whence he came. The white dragoness poked her head out of the door to see the red dragon with a dumb smile on his face already on his way.

"It's not Cutieboots!"