"Wow..." Nyx looked over the Animuis touched bracelets, studying them with her sharp Sandwing eyes.

"Don't get too comfortable, their coming with me." Grand stepped over the limp white body of the Albino Nightwing.

"They control the weather, yes?" She looked up at him.

"Doesn't matter." He flicked his tail dismissively.

"By the way," She glanced at the entrance, "When are you going to let me out? That's what the key and boulder is for, right?"

"When I'm ready." Grand sniffed.

"Are we going to stay the night here?" Nyx asked, sightly shivering at the cold mountain air. Her scales longed to be out under the bright sun were it was warm. She missed the desert, but she did not miss her life back home. Her brother had died thanks to her, and the Queen was going mad.

"Theirs a sleeping cave," She continued, "There's a mini library, there's a bigger sleeping cave, and one that I think is for eating. There's a couple more I haven't figured out yet."

"Which ways the bigger sleeping cave?" He asked, not turning his head.

Nyx smiled inside, a little pleased that he didn't say anything rude, "To the right, second to last cave on the left."

"Ok..." Grand stomped away, Nyx turned her head back to the bracelets. They seemed to scream 'POWER POWER USE ME POWER POWER'. She shook her head and set them on the floor, purposely avoiding looking at the dead Nightwing.

She glanced at the entrance, and turned towards the left cave system, where the smaller sleeping cave was. Well, she was sure it was a sleeping cave, not that she's been here very long.

"What? Wait!" 

Their came a voice outside, she turned around, it was coming from the tunnel outside the boulder. 

"Grand..." She called quietly, stalking towards the boulder like a cat.

"What?" The dark red and orange Skywing appeared at the right cave system entrance.

"You told me there was a cave here!" They froze at the gruff voice. Slowly Sandwing and Skywing pressed their ears to the boulder.

"There was! This boulders in the way."

"Well move it!"

"Who has the strength to do that? Not me, how about you do it." 

The first voice came again, "Hello? Can you tell me what's going on? Or  are you just going to drag me across the continents?"

"Shut up." The gruff voiced dragon spoke.

Nyx's eyes flicked to Grand, were the dragon was straightening up, stepping back a bit, starting to look menacing. He opened his mouth. She shushed him but his voice drowned out hers.

"Who are you? And why have you decided to come here?" He said.

The voices outside went quiet.

"We're Silkwings, Husk sent us to" A voice started, but was cut off by Grand, "Who is Husk?"

"A Nightwing." The same voice answered.

"He have a mission to get one of our dragons, a certain dragon to a safe place." Said the gruff voice.

"And I swear there was a cave here, isn't there? Or are you a voice in our heads?" Said another voice.

"Oh I am very much real." Grand growled, flexing his talons.

Nyx frowned, wondering if she should say something. She decided, "Why a Nightwing?"

"Hmm... because you know, phrophecies that only Nightwings can give." Said the gruff voice.

"Nothing That has to do with me!" Said the first voice

"So much you don't know." Laughed the gruff voice.

"Can we talk like normal dragons?" Said the other voice.

Nyx stepped back and Grand fitted the key into the hole and slowly turned it, there was a click and he was able to push the boulder open, where 3 Silkwings were standing. 

The two that were flanking a slightly smaller one were each very thickset, although one was more lean and thin. 

The left one had sky blue scales with lighter underscales and pale red horns, claws and spikes with yellow and green wings. The right was a pale purple with pale blue underscales and striking neon blue wings and eyes. 

The middle was a pastel blue and pink with white, arranged with stripes and markings that looked very cool. A black choker complete with spikes went around his neck as well.

"I am Tipwing," said the pale purple and neon blue dragon, nodding. Nyx sat down as Tipwing continued, "My companion is Beetle Crusher and this..." Tipwing looked up and down at the dragon, "This dragonet"

"I'm not a dragonet, I'm 11 years old you know!" The middle dragon stated clearly.

Nyx considered this, he did look his age, jut a bit leaner and thin. And maybe just a bit short. She was one year younger, but he was just about her height.

"Shush, and this is Morganite."

"I am Grand, A bounty hunter, I'm sure you've heard of me." Grand announced.

"I have." Morganite said, looking up at him confidently. Nyx noticed that his eyes were different colors, one blue and one yellow.

Tipwing sighed, "Husk said that he had recovered a prophecy, and that we were to take this one away from Pantala." He flicked his tail at Morganite. The dragon was now silent, studying each dragon with his blue and yellow eyes.

"I don't trust Nightwings." Grand said, towering over the Silkwings.

"What? Clearsight was a Nightwing!" Beetle Crusher growled angrily, stomping his foot on the rocky ground.

"You guys are still mooning over her?" Grand hissed.

"Quit it, we'll stay here until Husk sends us further notice." Tipwing lifted his snout.

"Fine." Beetle Crusher growled.

Nyx moved backwards so they could get in. Grand however stayed rooted in place, not twitching a wing. The two Silkwings seized Morganite by the forearms and dragged him in.

"Do you live here?" Tipwing asked, looking at Nyx directly.

"No, were just staying the night." She responded.

"I'll be in my cave." Grand announced and marched off.

There was a short pause, and Morganite was the one who broke the silence, "Is he fully Skywing?"

"Yes?" Nyx awnsered.

As if summoned, Grand poked his head from the caves, "No, not  just anyone becomes a Bounty Hunter, you need Mudwing strength for that." Without another word he whisked himself back into the cave system.

"I used to be a assassin, I didn't need that much strength." Morganite commented.

"I think Bounty Hunter's have a more variety of jobs." Nyx explained.

There was a grunt and both dragons turned to see Beetle Crusher moving back the boulder into place. Frowning and eyeing suspiciously at the key hole when he was done.

"Now, where do we sleep?" Tipwing turned to her.

"Oh, yes, this way." She turned and led them into the save, settling down herself.

I wonder what Morganite has to do with this Nightwing Phrophecy... 

Nyx thought, and then after a while fell into a deep sleep.