This story is almost finished! This will be my first finished story! Also, RIP GABE! YOUR BORK WILL FOREVER ECHO IN OUR HEARTS! I'm a little late, but I HAD to say something.
"Concentrate, good. Keep that thought. Think of scales, each with a weight and shade." Iroquois instructed, eyes closed.
They were preparing to attack Opal, and already began training. They had one spy in the castle and 4 soldier/volunteers from one of the small villages.
Enigma was on top of the mesa, trying to focus on her Sprite powers. Below, Boulder was sparring with Navajo.
Once Enigma developed a headache, they stopped practicing, "Iroquois, do you think we could defeat Opal?"
"Well, I think we can, if your our leader." Iroquois picked up a stray throwing star.
Enigma's mouth gaped open, "You think I can lead? Are you crazy? I can barely take care of myself!"
Iroqouis dropped the star and thumped her chisel-tail, "Follow me."
They flew down the canyon walls in sight of the soft sand below. Boulder was surrounded by Navajo, Peak, and one of the new recruits.
Each held different weapons, from daggers to long swords, all dull to prevent injury.
Navajo threw herself onto Boulder's back, and prepared her dagger. She hesitated, which gave Boulders chance to buck her off, where she landed in the soft sand, breathing heavily.
Iroquois landed onto a cliff above, out of earshot, she whispered to Enigma, "I will fly down there and see what happens. After their reaction, I will give you the signal and we will see what they think of you."
Enigma nodded and watched Iroquois fly down onto the cliff floor, and Navajo paused and gave her mom a wave, Boulder nodded to her, Peak bowed his head, and the newcomer smiled.
They continued sparring and Iroqouis left, giving Enigma a meaningful look and a tail thump. She took a deep breath and headed down the curved canyon.
Before her talons hit the sand, all of the dragons stopped and looked up at her, waiting for acknowledgement. Enigma looked confused, then answered, "Continue training, it's looking great."
They did as she commanded, and Iroqouis smiled at her. They went back to the top of their mesa, where Iroquois looked happier than when she met Enigma.
"What did I tell you? You saved their lives, you led them through tough times. It's hard to look up to someone who was in a coma." Iroqouis looked away.
Enimga looked at her talons, A leader. "I don't know anything about being a leader."
"You don't need to know anything. Just continue as you have and we will be victorious." Iroquois looked seriously at Enigma.
A few days later...(add line)
Enigma grabbled in the sand, sweaty from training. She held a staff in her hand, with a saver within the split wood.
Boulder came at her, not needing a weapon. She took to the air and Boulder leaped after her, Enigma slapped him in the shoulder, knocking him off balance into the sand.
After landing on his back and trying to withdraw the knife, he flipped her off and pinned her down.
"Instead of deciding to stab in the moment, prepare the knife before." Boulder released her and they were both panting heavily.
"Wanna go at it again?" Enigma stood up and looked at Boulder.
Almost as an answer, a shriek echoed through the canyon. Boulder and Enigma looked at each other, then flew at full speed towards the source of the sound.
Soon they saw Peak on guard, about to use the shriek again before he saw them.
"Thank goodness you're here! An intruder is approaching!" Peak pointed with his talon, and Enigma saw what he meant.
"A-a whole squadron..." Enigma looked at what seemed to be their impending doom. A cloud of dust blurred the forms of approaching Stonewings.
Iroquois showed up behind them, "I knew this was coming." She looked over at Enigma, "You got this. I will be right at your side. We will fight together until the end."
Enigma nodded, fear shone in her eyes, and her body was shivering from nervousness.
Navajo and the rest of their small, about 12 dragon team stood behind and beside her. She was filled with strength and her soul was filled with fire. She roared and her team followed, roaring with her.
They hit head-on, and the opposing force fell back, but were overcome with the outcasts. Navajo handed out weapons during flight, and blades were clashing with talons and fangs.
Stonewing fighting is much different. Almost always, when an opponent is too weak to fight and they realize that, they will be allowed to get away. Stonewings also use their strong fangs and jaws to grab weapons and spar.
Enigma found herself face to face with a small orange dragon with a long strip of white running down his entire body. He hissed at her and stood on his hind legs.
She looked over at her company, all were faced with one other dragon, except for Boulder, who had two on his talons.
Her adversary leaped toward her, fangs ready and talons stretched. Enigma sidestepped out of the way, and the enemy crashed into the sand.
She prepared her concealed blade, waiting for the right moment. There! He was shaking sand off his snout when Enigma ran the blade over his scales, red dripping from the cut.
"You'll pay for that!" The prosecuter yelled, then flew into the air, leaving Enigma tired.
She hurried to Boulder, and they fought side-by-side. One yelped and left before Boulder slashed his shoulder off.
It seemed the fight was over as fast as it had begun. Only one Stonewing was seriously injured on the team and that was the librarian, Chisel.
"You fought well everyone. Could someone please support Chisel back to the cave?" Iroqouis asked.
Boulder and Emerald held Chisel and flew away. Enigma broke away from the group, looking at her bloodstained talons.
Don't worry, it'll get action-y soon.
