#the LostWing prophecy

[the-ringalan-tribes]

2000 years ago... (2)

“Queen Iris?” 

The MirrorWing Queen glanced up from her throne. A guard, Maroon, stood at attention there, his scales shifting between invisible and light blue. “You have a messenger.”

Iris shifted her scales to refract the light around her, becoming much brighter and impressive-looking. “Send them in.”

Maroon nodded, backing away and hurrying back down the hall.

Iris was not kept waiting long. The messenger was a young, barely-pink white HueWing, accompanied by a small, nervous-looking blue HueWing. They bowed immediately. “Queen Iris.” The royal HueWing said. “We are Cherry Blossom and Weatherglass,” she motioned a wing to the blue dragon, “sent with an urgent message from Queen Oak, if her majesty isn’t too busy to hear-“

“Up, you two.” Iris said. “What is the big deal?”

“Torn Wing Island has had dragons like nothing we’ve seen before flying around it for a few days.” Cherry Blossom said. “We’d go out there and deal with it ourselves, but if they’re dangerous, we don’t want to start a whole war with unknown dragons-“

“Especially if they have special abilities we don’t know about.” Weatherglass said. “For all we know, they could all have firescales, or be able to spit venom, or control minds, or… have death vision!”

“And you came to the MirrorWings because…?” Iris asked.

“The TempWings are too absorbed in their own war.” Weatherglass said. “It’s kind of impossible to get an audience with the CaveWings, and the StrikeWings are too far out of our way- besides, dry heat is abhorrent.”

“The worst.” Cherry Blossom said.

Iris looked between them. “I see. Why has Oak sent me two dragonets with this news?”

“I’m supposed to be learning queenly stuff.” Cherry Blossom said. “This is my first diplomatic mission.”

Iris hopped down from her throne, shifting her scales from refracting to diffusion, making her appear less impressive. “And does Oak have a suggestion for how to handle this, Cherry- may I call you just Cherry?” She asked, stopping in front of the small royal.

Cherry looked surprised. “Uh, yeah, I guess that’s fine.” A hint of blush crossed her cheeks. “Oak wants to send a battalion out there. Five reds, three blues, two yellows, and Commander Lily- oh, Oak will go too, of course! But we do want some backup- you know, in case everything goes all wriggly.”

“I’ll sent my finest soldiers.” Iris promised. “I may come too- after all, the more the merrier, correct?”

Weatherglass nodded. “Having two queens is good. More power against several unknown dragons.”

“We’ll meet at the southmost tip of the Torn Wing Delta.” Iris said. “Two days’ time. Is that alright?”

Cherry nodded. “I think so! Thank you, Queen Iris.”

Queen Iris nodded. “It is no problem. Tell Oak I said hi.”

Weatherglass nodded. “Alright, we will, your majesty.” He bowed once more, and they left.

(dragon references under the cut!)

[the-ringalan-tribes]

Here’s a rough comparison chart of my fan tribes! HueWings are smol beans.

I swear I'm working on the rest of the LostWing Prophecy.