I am so sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I had to go to an outdoor camp. So, without further ado...
Chapter 9
Scorch opened and closed his mouth. My mother? Who probably abandoned me six years ago? Raptor searched him for some sort of reaction. There was so much confusion pounding at Scorch's head that he had to straighten things out. "You-you are my mom. The general of the whole SkyWing army. And… you abandoned me." The last statement came out more as a question then a spoken fact.
"What? No, no, no, I would never do that. Scorch, I gave you to your father so he would protect you. Which obviously didn't happen. I sent you so far to save you from this place…and, and yet that…moons-begotten SandWing had you sent right back." Smoke started rising from her nose as her temper flared.
"He didn't, mother," Scorch responded, feeling the oddness of saying 'mother' and defending someone he didn't know. She gave him an odd look and he continued, "I was taken by the friends of the dragon that the champion killed." She flinched at the word killed. If she's the general, why would she flinch at death? Unless…she knows something about Shimmer that I don't.
"I grew up under the Claws of the Clouds mountain range, in a system of caverns with three other dragonets-the prophecy dragonets. A few of the Talons of Peace raised us. Then Scarlet saw a NightWing come from the mountain and came with a few soldiers to capture us and took us to their kingdom. Well, here."
Raptor asked in a dark voice, "What NightWing?" Scorch hesitantly replied, "Someone named Morrowseer came down to inspect us, and he was supposed to pick us up this morning to train us his way. I guess some of Scarlet's patrol saw him leave and told her our location."
She was now so enraged that she started to pace around the tower, smoke from her snout covering both of them. Before she attracted unwanted visitors, Scorch asked one question circling his head. "Who-who is my father?" Raptor stopped circling around and sighed. "Your father's name was Tumbleweed. I thought he was a kind, smart, and courageous fellow. So when I had your egg, I gave it to him so he could protect it from Scarlet, who would probably give you to Burn and send me to the arena. He obviously didn't do his job. You were captured by those weak Talons of Peace, for the three moons."
"Oh." Scorch said, disappointed. At least one of my parents care for me. Although I do wonder what he was like…? Raptor noticed his expression and wrapped her humongous wings around him, which was somewhat comforting.
"There isn't any chance that you can help my friends and I escape, is there?" She sighed again and dropped her wings. "There are more night patrols then there are day, which would usually be the best time to escape. And plus, the general isn't the one who takes care of the keys for the prisoners chains. And then there is my tribe…although you are important to me than them." Somewhere a rooster went off, and Scorch finally noticed the rising sun.
Raptor also noticed and started to take off. "I'll see if there is any way I can help you escape, but for now, I have to leave. Bye!" Scorch felt his heart practically drop off the cliff as he saw his mother fly off towards the castle, and far, far, away from him.