Wings of Fire: Never an Honest Word

Chapter Two: Rise and Shine

        You get up at dawn to find you've been sleeping for the entire day and night. Waking yourself up, you walk around the cabin. It has two rooms, a smaller sleeping room and a larger multi-purpose room complete with a cauldron, table and resting area. A small fire burns in the hearth, warming the place.

        You open the window and look outside. Your setting is the eastern shore of the Ice Kingdom. Auk and Birgir are hauling back a seal while the sun rose on the icy horizon.

        "Hello," You call out and wave. They wave back excitedly and pick up the pace. As they approach, you opened the doors to let them in.

        "We were thinking you'd never wake up." Birgir cracked up.

        "Yesterday was pretty tough, don't judge." You shrug.

        "But didn't you forget everything before we rescued you?"

        You hesitate. How did you know yesterday was a bad day? All you remember doing was sleep. Are you subconsciously remembering things? "I don't know."

        "S'alright. Hey miss, aren't you a SkyWing?" Auk asked.

        "I think so." You reply.

        The dragon inspects you. "Auburn scales, amber eyes, big wings, looks like a SkyWing to me. Can you try to light the fire?" He gestures to the hearth. "It's on fire as it is, but it needs to be hotter to cook the seal."

        "Yes," you stride to the fireplace and pinpointed your vision at the logs. You open your mouth with a hissing sound and blast a bolt of flames out.

        You didn't aim correctly. As the fire threatens to spread, you stomp furiously on it, wincing as the flames sting the undersides of your talons. A splash of freezing cold water erupts behind you, dousing the flames and making you yelp.

        "Sorry," Birgir whimpered as you run around to get the water off.

        "Well that worked. Did you forget how to aim, too?" Auk grumbles.

        "Yes," you mutter guiltily.

        Birgir throws a cloth at you. "When we IceWings learn to aim our frost breath, we were taught to look a little higher than where we need to hit. Because your eyes are a little bit above your mouth, right? And you know gravity and such."

        You nod and try again, this time aiming just above the logs. Opening your mouth, you blast a fireball square onto the wood.

        The IceWings let out a whoop. "That's it!"

        Birgir cuts the seal while you help set the cauldron. Auk pours some water in and hauls the meat into it, sprinkling some sea salt in and then stirring with a long ladle.

        "It's done," Auk announces after a while.

        "Now we got ourselves a lunch!" Birgir rubs his talons together and raised the cauldron away from the fire. He was halfway across the room when a knock came from the door.

        "I'll get it," Auk slides away.

        You hear the door open with a woosh of wind and a voice, "I'm back."