As I walk down to the throne room, the sting of failure fills my mind. I can't go back to the mud kingdom. The response would be immediate slaughter.

So my new name is Cypress. Snowflake is chatting to the guards, but she stiffens as my sisters and I approach. The look on our faces tells only of failure.

"Don't worry girls!" Snowflake laughs. "Most of the royals are gone! You didn't fail!" My heart lifts a little, but only a little. I know that the peak of summer is next week, the perfect time for an attack from the mudwings. Even now there is less ice, and I am loving the heat, but it is still colder than the warm mud kingdom.

Yet still enough to survive. Mudwing have been spotted gathering at the edge of our territory. Frostbreath is an Icewing ability, it is obvious where the attack came from. My sisters and I just need to ward them away from the peak of our territory just enough so that they miss the peak of summer, and winter's barricade of ice will come once more.

As I look at the aurora, I wonder why such a beautiful world would have warlike animals such as dragons. Destroying the ground, ruling the air. I guess it would be worse if scavengers ruled, but still. As I look to the horizon, the brown is obvious. The palace is within their sight. Literally.

With our scorpion tails, camouflage, and frostbreath, we go down to foil their mission.