Six years later...
Ink hated being trapped in a mountain. He really really did. I mean, who wants to grow up in a mountain and stop a war just so he can unwillingly work in a peace organization a couple days later! Ink sure didn't. He was the second youngest, who hatched before his younger sandwing sister, Sunny, but he was the second tallest just after his older mudwing brother, Clay. He was the 'wings of ice' in the prophecy. His siblings were Clay the mudwing, Tsunami the seawing, Starflight the nightwing, Glory the raiwing and Sunny the sandwing. In the distance, he could hear Kestrel fighting Clay fiercely. He hated Kestrel more anything else in the world. His thoughts were interrupted by Sunny, who found a white crab in the river inside the mountan. "It looks alot like you!" She said. If it wasn't for his siblings, he would hate every moment of his life. His siblings made his life a lot less tough.
THANK YOU FOR READING THIS CHAPTER! I'LL FINISH THIS STORY, I PROMISE!