Wings Of Fire -HeartWings-

Chapter 0: Up In The Sky

 Series of aligned, ornamented pillars, some still up, others broken on the ground; displaying their utter state of ruin, each little structure had a story of their own to share. However some dragons couldn't care less for these kinds of convoluted metaphorical things, and included in this type of people; was the female fledgling that kept looking at the sky continuously while her friend jabbered some random story.

Noticing the lack of attention, the other dragon —with deep-orange irises— gave her a nudge, bringing her mind back to reality. Pleased, she continued her tale, and, difficultly, the crimson youngster decided to hear this time —Trying to escape all the future incommodious nudges.

"For real, I saw that weird thing looking at me, so I picked a rock and threw at it, however I ended up somehow hitting Charcoal." Told, anxiously laughing during the entire sentence. "I never saw a dragon so mad before." Quivered at the recent memory, that sudden reaction caused giggles from the fledgling. "Yeah, laugh as much as you want, but I doubt you would have the slightest of the courage I had." Said grumpily, turning her head to the other way.

And with that sentence said, she lost it, the quiet giggles turned into full-fledged loud laughs. Her friend shoot a perplex look at her.

"Courage? You indirectly told me it was on accident!" She pointed, between the tiny spaces of her breathes. "Pebble, Pebble Pebble, you are hilarious, did someone told you that?" She asked, with a ping of sarcasm.

"PEBBLE? Where did you get that nickname?" Shouted, resulting in even more laughs. "Ok, that is it," reassured, wrapping her talons around a medium-sized rock, immediately pointing it to the fledgling's head. "I'm doing with you the same I did to Charcoal." She tried to sound menacing.

"No, you are not," Stated with an insulting grin, at the exact moment her statement ended, a hard object impacted with her forehead forcefully. The red fledgling placed her paw on the place the rock has hit. It didn't hurt anything other than her dignity. "...It's on," announced, uniting both fury and playfulness in her tone.

She pulled the tiniest of rocks —the only one she managed to find— of the ground and aimed it directly at the orange-eyed female. She leaned back to gather, even if it was just a little, more power to throw it as strongly as possible.

"Hey! What are you two doing?" Suddenly, a familiar masculine voice asked, however the two females weren't expecting the sudden appearance, so, they inevitably, were scared and involuntary gazed to where the sound came. Not recognizing that the new dragon was their friend, both lobbed the objects they were holding directly at him.

Completely taken aback by such act, he spontaneously hurled his own body to his right. This, somehow, saved him from one of the stones; however, the other one struck him on the snout, immediately causing him to put his talons on it trying to stop the —Somewhat small— pain.

Already knowing about the lecture she would get, she tried to share her guilt with the other dragoness beside her. Without hesitation, she looked at her with false fury, and started to shout arguments with rather questionable veracity.

"...Burnout! Really?! Tossing rocks at random dragons like that? Are you crazy? Is throwing stuff at others a hobby of yours or something?" She finalized; showing her classic grin right after. Burnout growled, aware that only her was seeing her friend's fake smile. "Well, anyway, we should check if he is ok." The dragon with gray pupils proposed, letting some worry get through her expression.

"Oh, look, it's Skywaver!" The other declared the obvious, chirping in pure happiness as she opened her wings, seemingly forgetting she was one of the two whom mercilessly tossed a stone at him just a moment ago. Flapping her wings in the air, already facing the male; whose body was on the ground still holding its aching snout, asked her currant-colored friend to follow her.