Frostbite laid there in the same snow drift that he crash-landed when he suddenly fell asleep for, what it seemed then, some ineffable reason. When he did, he had a strange dream about a NightWing, named Fateweaver, and eight other dragons. Fateweaver then proceeded to tell them that they were part of a prophecy. When she said this, he thought this would be a good excuse to desert the IceWing army.

They then proceeded to tell each other their names. One of the dragons, or rather, dragonets, was a queen, which was rather odd, because he usually doesn't think of dragon queens being dragonets.

The next thing he knew, the dream had ended.

Frostbite opened his eyes. He was covered in snow from head to forelegs. Frostbite got up, with the snow sliding off of him, and stretched. Though he has a few scars marking him here and there, Frostbite's visage was quite appealing and handsome.

After stretching his wings, he looked up and saw that Pyrrhia's three moons have hidden behind the mountain that the rest of his company, The Snowflakes, were assigned to sleep in. Must be early morning, he thought. Best join the others.

But, before he could stretch his wings out, he felt somebody tugging at his tail. He turned around and flinched. Behind him, was an ice-blue, female dragon, about his own age and is in his company. Her name was Evergreen.

Evergreen had a worried-tired look on her face. "What are you doing here, Frostbite?" Evergreen asked curiously and tiredly.

"Well, I...I…," Frostbite stammered nervously. "I just fell asleep on my way here."

The curious-tired that just came across Evergreen's face strengthened with each passing minute. "Why did you suddenly fall asleep while flying? That's not you at all," Evergreen plainly observed.

"Well, I-I-I-I, um," Frostbite stammered again, embarrassing himself. I, what genius? Frostbite thought to himself. I suddenly had a dream that I had to go to?

Evergreen's expression changed, quite suddenly, from that of curiosity-tired to romantically-tired. She then walked next to Frostbite, sat next to him, and began rubbing her neck up against his. "Just tell me when we get back to the cave, with the rest of the Flakes, and get some rest, O.K.?"

Frostbite didn't know how to tell Evergreen. He had to tell her. If she didn't know about the dream, about his new destiny, he might just lose his mate, if he didn't tell her and just left her on her own in the IceWing army. His beautiful mate. The perfect mate. And his only friend.

"Evergreen," Frostbite said calmly and quietly. He did enjoy saying her name, especially in the way he just said it. "What if I told you that I have to desert the army and go to the RainWing Kingdom?"

Evergreen stopped rubbing her neck against Frostbite's and looked into his eyes, with hers, in which Frostbite clearly saw her answer which was, "Either take me with or stay here with me."

Frostbite thought for a moment, in which he pondered her answer, then finally concluded, "You may, if you are ready to go on a dangerous journey, understand?"

Evergreen nodded.

"Good," Frostbite stated. He looked at the horizon. A couple beams of light were coming from the east: the beginnings of dawn. "We'd better get going now," he said to Evergreen. "Either that or find a hiding place to rest up."

After deciding upon the latter option., they eventually found a cave, located a good ways away from their company's, and rested there for the day.

High noon…

Ferocious and Sprinkles were romantically talking to each other in Webs' room, with Webs bathing in the pool, questioning their sanity, when Clay, Glory, Tsunami, and Sunny walked in, who were then was so surprised to find a RainWing and a SkyWing romantically interested in each other and also wondered if this was the same SkyWing that told them to meet him in the dream that they had.

Ferocious noted their presence and effectively stopped talking to Sprinkles to look and examine each of the dragonets with with a completely calm expression that told the dragonets immediately that this SkyWing wanted and demanded respect, no matter what. When several minutes of complete and utter silence passed, Ferocious broke it.

"Welcome, Clay, Glory, Tsunami, Sunny," Ferocious calmly greeted.

Another minute of complete, utter silence. Then, "Who's that you're with?" Tsunami said, pointing at Sprinkles.

"That's my wife, Sparkles," Ferocious stated clearly.

"Call me Sprinkles," Sprinkles said.

"Now that we all know each other, we can now start on a plan of rescuing Starflirt-"

"Starflight," Tsunami corrected, but couldn't hold down the giggles that erupted from her afterwards. Neither could Glory nor Sunny.

"Sorry, Starflight. Anyways, we need a plan to rescue him from the NightWings. Who's with me?"

All four dragonets volunteered. Ferocious turned towards Webs. "And you?"

Webs wiggled a bit in the pool, closed his eyes, and said nothing. That answered Ferocious' question.

"O.K., this is what we're going to do…"