Blaze

Blaze had never been so bored. Her history teacher, Heatstroke, sounded like a bee, droning on and on. It was like a dull hum in the background, present always. Blaze had expected some get to know each other activities, but there were none. Only bee buzzing.

The only students actually looking like they were paying attention were the IceWings. And even then, it was only one of them, and she had hints of boredom all over her face. When class finally ended, they all practically ran out. It had been like breathing fresh air after a lifetime of breathing through smoke.

"Thank the moons! Freedom!" spoke an accented voice. "Cryo, it's a miracle!" Blaze and Cactus Blossom turned the way of the voice and saw two female IceWings, one wearing a diamond tiara, talking. They spotted the SandWings watching with a start. "Hello. Uh, I'm crown princess Glacier and this is Cryo." said the one with a tiara.

"Nice to meet you, Princess Glacier. I'm Princess Blaze, and this is Cactus Blossom!" replied Blaze, inclining her head slightly toward the IceWings. Glacier nodded.

"A pleasure to meet you. Unfortunately I have to make my way to IceWing Interests class, and if I was late my mother would be furious. I hope to see more of you." Glacier smiled, then turned down a side tunnel, her friend alongside her. The third IceWing, who Blaze was fairly sure was named Sub-zero, nodded at them before hurrying after Glacier and Cryo. The two SandWings were about to leave, but the last SandWing exiting the classroom, Singe, Blaze's brother, stopped them.

"Wait up! I'm coming!" he said in a joking tone while moving about as fast as a snail. The two SandWing friends rolled their eyes before walking off.

"Brothers." Blaze groaned.

"Too true, too true." agreed Cactus. They made their way to the next class, SandWing Special. It, like the IceWing Interests class, was all about their tribe. Apparently, occasionally they would switch classes and SandWings would go to the IceWing's, IceWings would go to the SandWing's, and so on. Hopefully, this class would be more interesting than History. Blaze guessed right.

"Welcome, class." The three dragonets there shifted uncomfortably. It was strange for them to be in such a small class. The speaker was a SandWing named Tumbleweed, and she had pale, sandy scales, looking like the perfect specimen of a SandWing. She was decorated with tons of jewelry, piercings and scarves.

"Today, we will be learning about the desert. Well, I'm sure you know all this, so let's learn about the myths today instead." spoke Tumbleweed.

Blaze whispered to Cactus, "I think we're gonna like this class."

Blister

The first class of Blister's day had been awesome. The teacher, an IceWing named Opal, was super friendly and encouraging. They had made necklaces out of tiny bottles that clinked as Blister walked. They were filled with sand, too.

Blister's second class, History, was okay. The teacher was a bit boring, but he taught lessons well. After History was lunch. As Blister and Crypt made their way to the cafeteria, they ran into Burn.

"Oh, hi, Burn. Where were you at the assembly yesterday? I didn't see you." questioned Blister. Crypt sidled over to the line, whispering that she would save a spot in line for Blister.

"Uh. In the back?" stuttered Burn. Blister narrowed her eyes. She could tell something was up, but she knew not to press. Burn hated when people meddled with her plans, and it was a terrible idea to get on her bad side. Blister forced herself to relax, just in time. Burn didn't seem to notice her suspiciousness.

"I see. Good seeing you." Blister went to join Crypt in line. Crypt glanced at her, but when she shook her head and mouthed, 'later' Crypt nodded.

"What do you want for lunch? I think the pork looks good." Crypt said a bit loudly. Blister nodded. But stole a glance at Burn's departing back.

"It does indeed."

That evening, as Blister packed her jewelry away, she contemplated what Burn could be up to. It was not unusual for Burn to skip things, but Blister felt something was up. Running her talon over the black diamond patterns on her neck, she yawned. Perhaps a fresh morning would bring answers. But that night, she heard the faintest whisper of a sound. The sound of tapping talons. And a ways away, Blaze had heard it too. Waking Crypt, they followed the sound into the black of the halls, stepping lighter than the other dragon had, following.

Burn

Burn had finally escaped. By skipping a few classes, she dug out the hole, making it just big enough for her to squeeze through. At night, she had waited until her roommate had fallen asleep, and the teachers had turned off the lights, before stealthily creeping through the halls to the hole. With a bag full of food, she planned to find a place to hide for just enough time that her family decided to value her more, and take her away from the school. Sliding through the hole, she leapt onto the desert sands below, instantly taking into the air. Freedom.

But sadly for her, the escape was not as witness free as she had thought. Feather light talons, delicate and careful, were already following her. Dragons that had heard her. And would maybe stop her.

And that is number 6! Right? *Crickets* Uh... Well, sadly for Burn, she's not as smart as she thinks. Anyway, Glacier and Cryo showed up! Cryo is an OC, but Glacier... Glacier and Blaze? The alliance? Anyone? Whatever. They will be friends, eventually. Thanks,

Winter Kitty