The Rising Threat

by RiverClanRules124346

AU where Morrowseer and Battlewinner decided not to make up the prophesy, so the dragonets of destiny grow up in their tribes. Eventually, the dragonets will meet and unite under a new prophesy. Starflight lives on the NightWing island and has a high social ranking because of his father. He knows something is not quite right, and he and Fatespeaker go off to live a better life.

10. X (Starflight)

One of the things that Starflight liked about traveling was the view. On the way to Sandstorm, he and Fatespeaker were able to see the mountains, albeit from very far way. They had flown over many historic battlegrounds from decades before, even before the war, and Starflight had told Fatespeaker all about the ones that he had heard of.

From the air, Starflight could see the Scorpion Den. Even from afar he could tell that it was even more dense than Sandstorm, and that was saying something. It also looked older, the colorful canopies and tents were faded from the scorching hot sun but it still had the same general style of architecture. And that was all from afar. Starflight imagined what it would look like up close.

Starflight and Fatespeaker landed a few feet from the entrance, and immediately Starflight noticed two annoyed looking guards, one larger and one smaller.

"NightWings, that's a new one," said the smaller of the two guards. The other one laughed, though Starflight didn't see how it was funny.

"Um, we were hoping we could come here. We also need to give someone this letter," Starflight said. He held up the letter that Cinder had asked him to deliver.

"We can give it to whoever it's for," the larger guard replied, unimpressed. Fatespeaker looked pleadingly at them, and the small one rolled his eyes.

"Look, if you really want to get in, you're gonna need to give a contribution to the Outclaws, no contribution, no entry" the smaller guard growled.

"And, you'll still have to be approved before you can hope to see the city from the inside" said the larger one.

Starflight wanted to know what "approved" meant. He and Fatespeaker looked at each other, and Fatespeaker took out a small pouch of coins, and threw it at the guard. Starflight thought she could have been more polite, but he wasn't going to speak up. The larger guard counted the coins.

"Ok, I guess that's enough. Qibli, go get Sunny to check them." The smaller guard, Qibli, went through the gate. In about a minute, he came back with another dragon. She had golden scales in patterns unlike any other SandWing's. Starflight knew the scale patterns, he just didn't remember where he knew them from. Her eyes were green, with silver teardrop shaped scales in the corners of her eyes. She didn't talk to them or anything, she just had a calm calculating expression. She didn't even stare at them.

"Sixclaws, Qibli, they should come with me. I think they have some information that Thorn would want to know about." Sixclaws and Qibli stepped aside, and Starflight and Fatespeaker followed Sunny into the walled in city of the Scorpion Den.