'Why is she leaning on him?' Was the first thing Frostbite heard in Qibli and Winter's minds.

'Darkflame,' She ordered, 'pretend I'm in pain, and can't talk. I do not need the trouble of talking to them.'

'Okay,' He mind-laughed, 'it was pretty awkward when they both kissed you, I see why you don't want to waste your breath.'

They hobbled over to the fresh cow meat- on the opposite side of the room. Frost and Darkflame took their share and sat in a far corner.

'Okay, Firebrand,' he thought, 'let's get to know each other better.'

'Okay,' she shrugged, 'on one condition, stop calling me Firebrand. I'm a IceWing, that's more of a SkyWing or SandWing nickname. I'm Frost, that's all.'

'Fine,' his thoughts sounded amused, 'I'll call you Frost, and you'll call me Dark, okay?'

'That's better,' She smiled.

The meat was great, a little different for her though. Frost loved to eat fish or fruit, but her winglet was raiding them.

She was hoping that they wouldn't bother with her, but her hopes were lost. Qubli, Winter, Umber, Kinkajou and Cascade sauntered over to where they were sitting.

"Do you mind if we sit here with you?" Qibli asked then Frost herd him think, 'I hope they don't. I shouldn't of kissed her, I was a fool. But I love her too much to see Winter- or Darkflame take her. Darkflame is sitting too close to her, why were they looking at each other like that? She looks hurt, her leg- signs of a headache and her wing...'

"Actually..." Dark tried to speak but was cut off by the orange RainWing.

"I'm glad you let us stay," she sat stubbornly down and held her snout up.

"No, you can't stay," Dark growled, "Frost is not feeling well, she's not able to talk- she's weak. Frost does not need a rowdy dragon like you jumping around her. She does not need a SandWing to ask too many uncomfortable questions, or other annoying distractions."

She could feel anger shoot through Winter as he gave Dark the death stare.

'Do I really ask too many questions?' Qibli was upset.

'Ouch, that really hurt.' Kinkajou felt put-down

"Let frost speak for herself, your not the one to decide if she wants us gone. Witch she doesn't, Right Frost?" Kinkajou beamed at me.

Darkflame stock up, looking ready to blow fire in all their faces. Frostbite put a talon on his shoulder.

'I'm going to pretend to be in pain, that will get them away,' She told him, 'play along.'

"He's right," She said in a raspy voice, "I don't want to talk, I don't feel so good... I d-d-d..."

A pounding worked its way up her temple, but it wasn't fake. She felt the same sharp pain slice through her mind. Her legs crumpled underneath her, she fell and hit the stone floor. She felt dizzy, she closed her eyes and plummeted into deep darkness.

Blackness, blackness everywhere. No light, not this time. Frostbite couldn't move, she was stuck in a sitting position.

Then a dragon walked up to her, pale as the moon with silvery underscales. She had the same silver scales running down her neck, side and tail, and one teardrop one in the corners of her silver eyes. It was Her.

"Fangs of Night, Jungle and Ice," She ominously spoke a line form the prophesy.

The strange Frost turned and walked away. Then behind, stood a RainWing. Wait, SeaWing? She shimmered from an aqua to a green to the next colour. She had gills, lined with scales and shifting coloured light up patches. Her webbed talons were splayed out on the floor with her big, powerful tail beside them. Her eyes were an unsettling turquoise with blue green, staring intently into hers.

"Wings of water and rain," She spoke as well, spreading her silky blue wings and flying off into the shadows above.

Then there was a Ice- SeaWing. He had silvery blue scales, a thick tail and webbed talons. Multiple horns that were webbed together ran from his head all the way to his tail. He had gills and white light up patches and a blue forked tongue. His eyes were a deep blue with a hint of silver, like minnows swimming in the ocean.

"Scales of cold and sea," he said as if he recited his line, then sunk into a pool of blackness below him.

The next was a SandWing with little hints of MudWing, such as her scale pattern. Her scales were a dusty scroll cover, lined with amber. Her underbelly was a pale cream, and a oak coloured barb sat at the end of her curled tail. Her eyes were a onyx black with golden-brown speckles.

"Talons of mud and plain," she said whipping around and leaving.

The last dragon was familiar to Frostbite- Darkflame.

"Fire of dark, sand and sky," he spoke, then vanished into the cold dark.

It was quiet, and Frost was not sure what to make of it. 'What just happened?' She thought, slightly disturbed.

"TOGETHER THEY SHALL REIGHN!" All the dragon avatars roared at once while they burst out of the shadows, creating a wrathful sound that made Frost's heart leap into her throat.

Then everything was gone. Sounds of the real world spilled into her ears.

"We have to get her to the healers!" Cascade panicked, making Frostbite's chest pound faster.

'FROST!' Darks mind screamed at her, making a pain flare in her mind.

'Ow! What?' She cringed, slightly bit annoyed.

'You know, you don't have to pretend to be dying with me too,' he sternly thought.

'I wasn't.' She flatly mind-told him, 'just by luck I truly blacked out, another vision. Are you holding me?'

'That would be Winter,' he replied, 'an WHAT? What did it tell you this time?'

'More on the prophesied dragonets,' She answered.

'Wait, dragonets? More dragonets? Why didn't you tell me any of this?' He shot questions at her.

'Sorry, I wasn't suffering at all, I totally had the time to tell you both my secrets and the vision, didn't I?' Frost sarcastically thought, 'I'll talk to you later, I'm getting up.'

She opend her eyes to see six pairs of eyes on her, Blue, black, green and brown.

"Frost!" Kinkajou exclaimed as she rushed to her side after Winter set her down. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," she snapped, trying to sound as hostile and unpleasant as he could. The acid green RainWing stepped back hurt, grey-blue clouds started to form, "in fact, I'm so great that you all can stop worrying about me!"

She struggled up, upset that she had do be so mean but it was the only way to be alone with Darkflame.

"Well you woke up on the wrong side of the bed," Qibli chuckled. 'She seems like she doesn't want to say those hurtful things. She wants to be alone with Darkflame, why him? Are they sharing a secret, or is she in love? No- she can't be, I'm the one for her, not him. Must figure her out, can't leave yet.'

Was she in love? Frost didn't know, but she did feel a strong emotional connection between them. 'So I do love him,' she concluded, 'Winter and Qibli were just crushes, but this is love.'

"I did didn't I?" she hissed, "well since I did, you can all leave. Goodbye!"

Frost leaned onto Dark and lifted her leg, guilt sat in her stomach. But she had to do this, her father always told her to not let cruelty affect her. He said that friends, kindness and love are weaknesses.

She stumbled forward, tripping over her talons. Winter slid forward and caught her.

"Get your talons off of me," she growled, giving him a cold stare.

He stepped back startled, 'where did that come from? A bit snappy, did she hit her head?.'

Rolling her eyes at the IceWing's feeble mind, she leaned closer into Dark and they started to walk.

'Oh gosh, I hate being mean,' Frostbite told him.

'I know, but it's the only way to be alone,' he sighed, 'alone with me.'

The heat from his scales made her want to curl closer, to always lean against him. She loved every moment of their walk to her room.

'So what about these dragonets?' Dark asked as we settled down on my fur bed.

'Well, I know two of them. The second vision showed me what these dragons- not so much dragonets,' she explained, 'did you hear the prophesy?'

'Yes,' he nodded, 'now about these prophesied dragons, who are they?'

'Well,' She sighed, 'Fangs of night, jungle and ice is... Me.'

The startled expression written on his face said everything.

'I know, crazy right? Trust me, I'm not prophesy material,' She joked.

'I think you are,' he complemented.

'Thank you,' she grinned, 'anyways, there was a Rain- SeaWing, a Ice- SeaWing and a Sand-MudWing, then...'

'Who is it, Frost?' He asked, concerned.

'You, Fire of Dark, sand and sky,' she looked at him.

'Me?' He echoed, 'so we're in a prophesy together, that's great!'

Then a thought popped into Frost's mind.

"Please check if there's anyone," She told him, "especially Kinkajou, it would be strange to se us just sitting here."

Darkflame closed his eyes for a while. When he opened, her breath was stolen. His eyes seemed to glitter in the light, to dazzle anyone who would ever see them. But there was something else that made her want to be near him, something she could not explain. They leaned closer, ready to take in the moment.

The kiss felt real, like it was supposed to happen, not the forced ones like Winter and Qibli's. Love was behind both pair of eyes as they closed them. Darkflame wrapped his wings around her, their tails entwined.

For this moment, Frost's mind went numb. She could hear no sounds of minds, a perfect silence encased them.

A gasp broke the peaceful silence.

The two love birds pulled away immediately to see who was there. It was Kinkajou.

"Kinkajou, please, let me explain!" Frost begged.

"I don't need you to," the tomato red RainWing narrowed her eyes, "you were supposed to be with Qibli! I promised him I would help him to get you to like him! He loved you- you knew that. But instead of being kind to him, you start snapping at him, to all of us. Just to be with Darkflame?"

Frostbite opened her mouth to apologize, then realized she didn't have to. She wasn't going to love someone just so her friends were happy! It was her life, she could be with anyone she wanted.

"No!" She growled, "you don't get to choose who I love. I get to, Dark is special to me- in ways a silly little dragonet wouldn't understand. We share something, something secret. And if you don't like it, too bad! It's my decision, my life!"

She took a step back and shimmered into the background, 'I don't care! Qibli's ment for her, she's supposed to be with him.'

Tears welled up in the invisible dragonet. They dropped on the ground like they were from a see-through cloud. She heard soft pitter-pattering as Kinkajou ran away.

'I didn't mean for it to be that harsh,' Frost felt tears coming as well, 'but I couldn't stop myself.'

She rested her head on Dark's shoulder, feeling his warmth.

'I know,' he laid his chin on her head, 'and, I want you to know I love you, Frostbite.'

'I love you to,' she replied, letting a tear roll down her eye.

'Hey,' he said while looking her in the eye, 'it'll be all right.'

She smiled, wiping her eyes.

'Thank you,' she told him, 'it's just, she's my friend. So is Qibli and Winter, and Cascade- not to leave Umber out. And I don't want to hurt them, although I feel to much for you to let you go.'

'Then come on,' he stood up, preparing to help her, 'let's go to them, talk to them in a more calmly manner.'

'Okay,' Frost complied, 'We still have a bit till art class- our once a month special activity.'

She hobbled over to him and rested her wing on his back.

'Ready?' He asked.

'Ready,' I reassured, 'let's go.'

They started off down the corridor, following the thoughts of their winglet.