Chapter 1

The rainforest. Wonderful, absolutely wonderful. Dahlia looked around her hammock, yawning.

"You're quite the lazy RainWing," the dragon across from her commented. She flared her ruff indignantly.

"I am not!" she retorted, standing up. He snorted and she shook out her wings, spraying dust all over him. He ducked his head, giggling.

"Dahlia!" he complained and she sniffed, holding her head righteously.

"How's that for lazy?" she asked, thwacking her tail in his face.

"Still lazy," he mumbled and she gaped at him.

"You're horrible, Lightly the Righteous NightWing," she teased and he looked up at her, his talons still on his snout.

"You know that NightWings were fakes, right?" he asked, flapping his wings.

"Oh, right, I mean, Lightly the Idiotic NightWing," she amended, flapping her wings. Lightly looked at her, his face contorted in confusion and, of course, idiocy. "You are so adorable like that," she laughed, glancing around at the other dragons on hammocks and platforms. Lightly looked at her and flicked his talons casually.

"You know that inter-tribe-relationships are illegal, right? According to when the Lawbook was published?" he asked and Dahlia looked at him. She felt her scales changing to a slight emerald color.

"You do know that Grosbeak goes over that like, every class. Oh wait!" she paused, glaring at him suspiciously."You wouldn't know because you don't come to class! Where do you sneak off to anyways?" she pointed out, flicking her tail. Lightly sniffed.

"Oh, whatever. I'm the son of "Oh Great Deathbringer" anyway!" he smiled cheekily, parading on about Deathbringer. Dahlia pretended she didn't notice that he slightly changed the topic.

"You do know that Deathbringer didn't ever mate since Queen Glory died over an inter-tribe relationship problem, yada yada, Deathbringer installs the LawBook with the Queens of the other tribes, yada yada," Dahlia yapped, counting the events on her talons.

"You can go ask Deathbringer anyways, he's still alive for some NightWing reason," Dahlia suggested and Lightly shook his head, stepping off his hammock.

"I'd rather stick to hope," he replied, ignoring her as he shook out his wings. "Also, no, he's not alive," he pointed out.

"Monkeybrain," Dahlia retorted, jumping off the platform. A few RainWings and NightWings grumbled as she winged past them. A wing prodded her side as she settled on a branch and she yelped in surprise as a smaller dragonet smiled up at her.

"Hey, Quinine," she smiled and the small dragonet smiled again.

"Mother wants to see you," she noted, then flapped off. A moment later, Lightly joined her on the tree branch. Dahlia dug her claws into it as he landed, his weight making the tree sway under his weight.

"You left the conversation," he complained, swinging his tail for balance. Dahlia looked down, her ruff flaring against her will.

"Because I know where it would lead," she grumbled, digging her talons into the tree.

"Where you're the last documented case of a deformed dragonet to hatch?" Lightly suggested and she didn't answer. Lightly sighed as she didn't speak.

"I don't like the fact that I'm only in the scrolls for some stupid, idiotic mistake that my monkey spit of some parents made," Dahlia growled, shutting her eyes. Lightly didn't do anything for a moment and then he yelped in surprise.

"I knew that made you upset but you are a really dark green and black," he whispered and Dahlia managed a strangled laugh. She looked down and saw swirls of dark black parading through dark green. She knew her scales couldn't be red, some genetic deformity of course, and if she turned fully black, it would kill her. She also didn't have a curled tail like the RainWings, just a flat one. And to top it all off, her venom didn't work properly. Lightly shook out his wings again and Dahlia flapped off the branch, setting her scales back to her normal, cool, blank white. She added a dash of lime green around her wings as well. Lightly blanched as she turned her head to look at him. Dahlia looked at him, confused.

"It's just, your eyes, that blue. Wow, that stands out," he amended nervously. Dahlia glanced at him, her brow furrowed.

"Was that supposed to be a compliment?" she asked, confused. Lightly chuckled to himself.

"I'm not so sure," he muttered to himself. Dahlia felt her ears turning pink and she smashed down her feelings angrily and straightened her wings. Lightly looked at her for a moment before turning in front of her. "Do you...uh..want to see what I've been doing when I skip classes?" he asked nervously, shifting his talons. Dahlia looked at him, amused.

"Yes, sure, I will find why you're not doing class," she replied, holding back her laughter. Lightly smiled nervously, and flapped ahead of her. Dahlia looked down at the treetops below them. Bright colors covered the trees and flowers of all kinds were blooming all over. Dahlia swooped down and plucked a purple one off and placed it by her horns. Lightly looked back at her and smiled. She launched herself off of the lower branch and started to follow him as they darted through the treetops. The wind rushed past her wings, making her tail flap in the wind. It was great, she didn't get much free-flying-without-strange-glances flying too often.

"How long until we get there?" she asked, irritated how tired she was feeling. Lightly looked back at her and grinned. He disappeared between a couple of trees and she begrudgingly followed. As she poked her head back, she saw a wide, sunny clearing with many trees placed around it, keeping enough sun for a couple of RainWings to have suntime. Dahlia rolled her shoulders back, relieved to see a small, wood cabin placed between two trees. As she and Lightly landed, she felt her wings collapse behind her. She folded them in and looked at the cabin.

"Like it?" Lightly asked. Dahlia smiled faintly.

"It's pretty, what are you building?" she asked, flicking her tail. Lightly stumbled for a moment before opening the door.

"I'm not exactly sure yet, it's a lot of things," he smiled and Dahlia tried to curl her tail in as they entered.

"Monkeybrain," she muttered."This doesn't even fit one dragon, you know that, right?" Dahlia grumbled, catching Lightly's attention. He shrugged, fidgeting with a stray scroll.

"Yeah, it works though, no dragon ever comes here anyway," he clarified. Dahlia nodded and looked at the wood walls. The tightness of it all made the walls seem like they kept moving inward. She shivered and backed out of the cabin. Lightly followed her and sat down on his talons.

"Lazy," Dahlia teased again and Lightly looked at her, his brow furrowed.

"I calculate...hmm, you're the worst, yes, that works quite well. Dahlia pretended to look offended.

"I calculate that you're more nervous than you should be," she pried and Lightly looked deeply perturbed. Suddenly, Dahlia felt her ears twisting back as huge wing-beats shook the trees and the cabin. Lightly yelped and looked helpless as a huge NightWing landed in front of them.

Bum, bum, bum... I'm not sure whether a NightWing would be scary anymore, but hey! It ends the chapter. What do you think about Lightly and Dahlia? - More updates soon! :)