Chapter 7

The boars were chewing the forest floor. Blissfully unaware that a dragon was watching them. Darkwing, with eyes like slits was hunting. It was night time and he was blending in with the forest like a jungle cat. The boars were relaxed and completely unaware that darkwing was there. He pounced. Three of the boars fled in terror. One however was crushed under the weight of darkwing. He retracted his teeth and dung them deep into the boars neck. At last. Darkwing was hungry and was quite bad at both hunting and fishing. Darkwings ears pricked up . He saw a group of dragons flying over head. They were shouting the words that darkwing dreaded to hear. "The queen is hungry!". Darkwing looked at the dead boar. His stomach grumbled. He sighed and picked up his kill and flew to the direction of the nest.

It had been 3 months since he and sasha had flown to dragon island together. At first it was fun, like they were going on another adventure. But as time went on sasha and darkwing became more distant. Darkwing couldn't remember the last time he had seen her. He missed sasha, and lillyanna and his mom silverstar. That whole ' you are alone' feeling had been creeping back in his head. Dragon island wasn't the ideal home either. It was noisy and overcrowded. The worst part were the stories told of it. Stories about the Vikings hunting down dragons. Darkwing new if he moved that he wouldn't know where to go or what to do. But he really hated dragon island.

The next day darkwings stomach was growling like a monstrous nightmare. He needed food. He flew over to the coastline. Everywhere he flew he could always hear the occasional gasp or "wow!" From a dragon. Word had got out that there was a night fury on dragon island. But many dragons were absolutely amazed if they saw him. They tried to copy the way he flew, the way he ran, and just recently his fishing techniques.

Darkwing was demonstrating his fishing technique perfectly. He was hovering above the the ocean like a hawk. When he spotted a fish he dived downwards grabbing the fish in his mouth. He watched, trying not to laugh as the other dragons tried and failed to copy him. Despite his techniques he was often hungry. The queen was getting more and more needy. She often asked for more food. Darkwing had seen many a dragon get swallowed whole by that great beast. He hated the nest even more then he hated dragon island. Yes, life was not great for poor darkwing but then again it never had been. But life on dragon island was a lot more worse and soon he would find out why.

After catching a few fish he flew back to his nest. What he did not expect to find was a whispering death! "Woah woah woah, who do we have here" he said. "Excuse me, I believe your invading my nest. "Your nest?" He said. "Yeah my nest" darkwing growled. Normally you wouldn't mess with a dragon that had 5 rows of razor sharp teeth and a bad attitude but darkwing had the advantage, he was a night fury. " I don't like your attitude"."same to you said darkwing. "Tell you what" said the whispering death. "We battle for this nest"." At noon today". Darkwing growled. "Challenge accepted". Darkwing slumped off. Dragon island had such friendly neighbours !

Darkwing was in a mood. He wanted to be a hatchling again. He wanted to go back to sashas secret cave in the dark forest. He wanted to go on one of his adventures. He had been so caught up in his nostalgic daydreaming that he didn't notice were he was going and bumped into another dragon."oh..I'm sorry" he mumbled. The dragon turned round and looked into his pale green eyes."darkwing?" She said. At last darkwing recognised her." Sasha!" . "I missed you so much" she said. Four baby nadders appeared from behind sasha, they were only very young. "Sasha!..."are these yours?" Said darkwing." Yeah" she said smiling in a sort of embarrassed way. Darkwing was amazed and almost jealous of sasha. She was settling down with a family of her own and he was struggling to survive. "So how have you been doing" she asked awkwardly. "Oh you know, getting ready to battle a whispering death, the usual". "What?!" Said sasha. "We're having a fight because 'he' invaded my nest". "When is the fight" asked sasha. "Noon" replied darkwing. "I'll be there" said sasha. "Aww thanks" said darkwing. This actually made him more stressed. He didn't want to lose a fight in front of sasha

The sun was at the high in the sky. Darkwing and the whispering death were in a clearing growling at each other. So it all came down to this, a showdown. The word must have got out as quite a crowd had gathered. "You ready?" He asked. "I was born ready!" Yelled darkwing. And with that the fight began. Darkwing lunged at the whispering death pinning him to the ground. He growled rotating his knife like teeth. Shoving darkwing off of him he spun his long tail, hitting darkwing like a whip and sending him across the floor. Darkwing slammed into a tree and his vision went dizzy. "He has the upper hand here on the ground" thought darkwing. "But how will he do up in the air". Darkwing flapped his wings. "Come you great beast!" He shouted. "Let's take this battle to the skies". "I'm coming for you" he yelled. But his wings were tiny in comparison. Now darkwing was in his element. Attacking and dodging like he was at one with the wind. Then, he saw a rocky cliff and his mind thought of a brilliant idea.

Darkwing flew over to the cliff and started to beat his wings rapidly, making him hover. Most dragons would know that this was a trap but the whispering death was so frustrated and angry that he only had one thing on his mind, to kill that night fury! He charged like a bull, with an open mouth full of whizzing teeth. At the last split second darkwing dived. The whispering death barely had time to stop and his little wings could not do much. He bashed into the rocky cliff creating a large crack before falling to the ground below. The crowd of dragons cheered. The fight had been won. The whispering death woke up and shook his head. "I swear one day I will find you!" He shouted to darkwing. "And when that day comes I'll be ready!" shouted darkwing. The whispering death growled and retreated underground with a flick of his tail

Darkwing flew back to the clearing where the crowd came to congratulate him. He walked over to sasha. "You're just as brave is I remembered" said sasha nuzzling him. Darkwing smiled. "Well I better get back to my younglings" said sasha. "Their probably hungry". She turned to go. "Sasha". "Yes" she said. "Take care". Sasha smiled and left. Darkwing decided it was time to return to his nest which was hopefully free of whispering deaths!