The cart rolled swiftly through the streets on smooth wooden wheels. The citizens of Warfang leapt out of the way, crying out in shock and yelling after the cart. The only thing heard from the cart was the puff of air and the giggles and whoops of its riders. Three dragons chased the cart through Warfang.

"STOP THE CART!" One of the pursuers, a bright red dragon, shouted.

Contrary to her order, the cart actually sped up as the small wind hatchling sucked in a great gust of air and released it towards the sail placed in the center of the cart. The other cart riders, a young seal, a cloud kitten, and a fire hatchling cheered as the cart zipped past a series of stores.

"Oh, for the love of-" Raun shot the fire dragoness an exasperated look. "Thanks Enya!"

"Just shut up and catch them!" Enya snapped.

Raun rolled his eyes but said nothing more.

The cart began to slow. The wind hatchling took another deep breath.

"Eros! Don't!" Mirith begged.

Eros only grinned back at her, then blew at the sail. The cart went flying forward, rattling over a few small bumps in the street. The seal pulled at the pole attached to the front wheels and turned it. The cart turned around a corner with a boost from Eros' wind. They squealed as they rounded the corner.

The three apprentices turned around the corner after them, almost bumping into each other while doing so. The cart was driving everyone out of the streets. One satyr merchant in particular had to shove his cart out of the way before the children's cart ran into his. There were yells and cries, both before and after the cart.

"The cart runs ahead of it's pursuers! There is no hope for the dragons! The children are too fast for the slow, fat apprentices to catch!" the electric dragon roared over the uproar.

"You're not helping, Perun!" Raun shouted.

Perun only laughed. A bolt of electricity traveled between his horns and his head twitched. Instead of replying to Raun, he continued announcing, running along the rooftops beside the cart. "With another breeze from Eros, the cart goes flying forward, shooting through the streets at a speed unmatched by any pilfered cart before! Sally the seal turns the cart down another corner, leaving behind the three apprentices!"

Mirith shot the unhelpful dragon an icy glare that went unheeded. She turned her attention back to the cart and turned around the corner, digging her claws into the street ground before she went skidding to the side.

"The cart races through the street- right towards a dip in the road!" Perun stopped cackling, his amusement rapidly being replaced by horror. "Stop! Stop the cart!"

Eros released another gust of wind, boosting the cart forward.

Perun hopped up and down in place. "Get them!" he yelled to the other apprentices. "There's a dip in the road!"

Now Mirith could see the dip. It was further down the road, and the cart was rapidly heading towards it. The children on board remained unaware of the approaching dip, giggling and squealing with glee.

"We're not going to reach them in time!" Enya cried.

The cart was still ahead of them. Mirith could only watch as the front wheels caught on the dip in the road. The cart tipped forward, and she heard the children switch from laughing to screaming.

She took a deep breath, feeling the familiar cold sensation prick at her lungs and fill her body. She released the frigid frost gathering inside of her with a swift breath. Snow shot in front of her in a thick line, gathering in a tall pile just before the cart.

The children's screams were cut off as they sank into the pile of snow, quickly disappearing out of sight in the white fluffiness.

"And Mirith saves the day with her blizzard breath!" Perun announced loudly.

Perun was ignored. Mirith, Enya, and Raun reached the upturned cart just as the children were poking their head out of the snow. Enya fixed them with a firm look and a scowl.

"You all- are in- huge trouble," she stated breathlessly.

"We were just having fun," the red hatchling grumbled. The snow around him was quickly melting.

"And creating a mess while you were at it." Mirith looked up at Perun. "Perun! Get down here and do something useful!"

Perun grinned. "As you wish, dear Mirith!" He hopped off the rooftop and glided over to them.

Raun turned the cart back up, righting it on its wheels. The sail had broken and was lying in sections on the ground. He gathered them up and placed them back in the cart, muttering under his breath.

"I'll take this back," he told them and looked sternly at the children. "I'll explain to Mason how his cart was broken."

The children had the grace to look ashamed.

"We didn't mean to break it," Eros whimpered. He looked up at Raun with wide blue eyes. "Will he be mad at us?"

"We'll see." Raun pushed the cart away, back down the street they had dashed down.

"Now, lets get you all back to the nursery." Enya beat her wings until she hovered in the air. She reached down and scooped the seal pup into her hands.

"I'll grab these two trouble-makers!" Perun picked up Eros and allowed the cloud kitten to clamber onto his back. "Hold on tight!" he yelled back to her, flying up over the buildings.

Mirith watched them fly off then turned to the remaining child. The red hatchling was scowling furiously at his feet and the heat radiating off his scales had almost completely melted Mirith's snow, turning the last of it into slush.

"Right then. Come on, Halades." Mirith winged her way into the air and gently picked up the hatchling between her front paws. "It's time to get you back to the nursery."

"I don't want to," Halades grumbled as she soared upwards.

Mirith was unsympathetic. "Too bad."

People were already milling about the streets again, the chaos from just a few moments before all but forgotten. Raun was pushing the cart down below, carefully steering it around a corner, back towards the carpenter's store.

"Can we please not go to the nursery?" Halades begged, looking up at her with pleading golden eyes.

Mirith arched an eyeridge at him. "Where would you suggest we go?"

The hatchling had to think over that for a moment. His eyes brightened and he looked back up at her with a hopeful smile. "The gemcutters? I've always wanted one of those pretty yellow stones!"

"No." Mirith shook her head. "We are not about to go beg the gemcutters for a stone. Not after how you've behaved today."

Halades puffed his cheeks out, his smile replaced by a deep frown. He glared at her, his eyes mere slits.

But Mirith paid him no attention. She slowly dived down towards the ground where she spotted Enya and Perun. They were talking with Lillian, one of the nursemaids. Lillian looked up as Mirith hovered beside them, gently setting Halades on the ground before landing.

"And here's the last of the bunch!" The faun scooped Halades in her arms and ushered him inside the nursery. "You are in big trouble, mister!"

"I don't want to be in trouble!" Halades whined.

"Then don't misbehave!" One of the other nursemaids scolded him, taking him into one of the backrooms.

Lillian turned back to the apprentices, smiling at them. "Thank you all so much for bringing those four back. We didn't know what we were going to do when we saw them taking off down the street!"

"All in a day's work!" Perun saluted her with his wing. "Whenever troublesome children wander through the streets, wreaking havoc throughout Warfang, we'll be there to chase them down and bring them back!"

"Not that you did much of anything," Enya muttered. She looked back to Lillian. "I'm just glad none of them were hurt, though the cart was broken."

"Well in any case, thank you, all of you." Lillian nodded to each of them. "I must return to work. Thank you again!" She waved to them, then walked into the nursery, closing the door behind her.

Enya groaned, walking away from the nursery. "Please Arthiles, don't make me chase after anymore irritating little children."

Mirith walked after her, a small smirk on her face. "Is the fire burning down?"

The red dragoness glared at her over her shoulder, much like the red hatchling had earlier. "I'll melt your butt if you aren't careful."

"I just want to point one thing out." Mirith pranced ahead of her, a large grin on her face. "Ice saved the day, not fire."

"That's it! I'm going to kick your tail in!" Enya lunged towards her.

"You have to catch me first!" With a laugh, Mirith leapt into the air, beating the air into submission with her wings. She rose over the buildings of Warfang, Enya in close pursuit.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Perun raced after them. He quickly passed Enya then caught up to Mirith, shooting her a grin. "I'll see you two at the temple!" he cackled and another bolt of lightening traveled between his horns.

He dived past Mirith, tucking his thin wings to his sides to escalate his speed. Golden flashes crackled from his scales, enveloping his very wingtips. The electricity embraced him, surrounding him until nothing could be seen but his black horns. Soon enough, he was a mere yellow bolt traveling through the air, shooting ahead of Mirith and Enya.

"Cheater!" Enya screamed after him, though Mirith doubted he even heard it.

"He can get there as quickly as he likes. We'll arrive with much more grace and poise," Mirith stated, raising her head haughtily and closing her eyes.

She cracked an eye open at Enya's giggles. Mirith couldn't help but join in, her aloof facade disappearing with each laugh.

"Come on then. We need to get back to the temple so I can brag about how my superior ice skills saved those children from injury!" Mirith crowed, swooping down towards the ground.

"You snob!" Enya laughed.

Mirith didn't get the chance to reply. She spotted Cyril on one of the temple balconies and swerved her course towards him. She pressed her wings to her sides, diving down towards the balcony at a swift speed. She spread her wings as she reached the balcony, capturing the wind under her large wings. Then she landed onto the balcony, smiling up at her mentor.

"Mirith." Cyril greeted her with a nod of his head and a smile in return. "I heard it was your ice that protected the children."

"Perun already told you? Typical of an electricity dragon." Mirith rolled her eyes, though she was more amused than upset.

"Well, from what I could piece together of his swift blathering." Cyril turned around and gestured to Mirith with a tilt of his head.

Mirith walked beside him down the hall. "Well he was correct. It was my blizzard breath that saved the children from falling onto the street."

"Hardly surprising. Ice is an element of many uses," Cyril said proudly. "It both protects and defends."

"I certainly proved that today." Mirith grinned.

"And well done to you." Cyril acknowledged, dipping his head towards her.

Mirith silently preened under her mentor's praise. It was hard enough to impress him, let alone actually be congratulated on her performance!

"It is apparent you have mastered the blizzard breath. Now it is time we work on ice storm," Cyril continued. "You have yet to create a storm."

She frowned. Leave it to Cyril to praise her then tell her she needs to improve in the same breath!

"Come along then." Cyril remained blissfully unaware of her frown, leading the way towards the training arena. "Tonight we work on the ice storm!"

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AUTHORS NOTE: I'm sorry if in this story, someone seems out of character. It's something I've always had trouble with.

EDIT: Fixed a small problem I noticed.

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