when sunny woke she was in chains, yet again a prisoner for a sandwing princess. her chances of survival were looking quite slim.
she slowly wiggled around to surbey the room and saw thorn chained up too. why was that? she couldn't remember.
then it came back to her. her father, her magic, the dagger. she twisted herself awkwardly to check her wing and was releived to see that it was no longer bleeding had subsided although the tear was still there.
sunny suddenly had a genius idea.
'i enchant...' she looked around but there was not much in the way of rocks, just a smashed cabinet of beetles in the corner.
queen scarlet was probably in here sunny realised.
she picked up a grotesque looking purple and green striped beetle and held it infront of her dramaticly.
'i enchant this horrificly coloured beetle, to heal the wounds of any dragon it touches.'
sunny thought for a moment then added 'with my permission.'
she looked down at the beetle, expecting something, anything to happen bet it stayed the same.
'i give you my permission to heal me.'
she twisted round to look at her wing and saw the gap closing up, scales shifting and growing to fill the rip.
so it really happened, it wasn't just a dream...
'could you do that to me too?'
asked thorn. sunny wiggled around in her chains to try see her. 'no matter how lazy smoulder seems he seems to actually have been able to do some damage to me. on accident most likely. '
sunny passed thorn the beetle and thorn stared down at it with a discusted impression on her face.
'why would burn even want such a grotesque thing is beond me...'
'i know! she wanted to collect me to put in her weirdling tower'
'i think we are in the weirdling tower right now. possibly a storage room but, anyway, could i use it?'
sunny nodded and very grandly in a deep voice said,
'i, sunny, give you my permission to heal thorn.'
thorn watched in wonder as her scratches smoothed over and dissappeared.
'so its real... i thought it was a dream...'
scrape... thump... scrape... thump...
'whats that noise...' sunny wispered to thorn.
someone was coming up the stairs...