21 years after the scorching...

Deep in the swamp, where shadows hide and darkness prowls, two dragons sat alone on a little patch of grass above the mud. One had dark brown scales like a shaded pine tree and mud brown underscales with shining green eyes that gazed softly at the smaller light blue dragon. 

The small dragon hung her head, "There has to be a way, even if you cannot there has to be someone that can inherit your power." She spoke quietly, her voice tinged with heartbrokenness.

 "I'm sorry," The old Mudwing said slowly, shaking her head, "I cannot make him live, and I do not believe I can just pass on magic to another dragon."

"There's nothing you can do for him?" The seawings wings slumped further down and she looked up at the Mudwing with tears forming in her eyes.

"I cannot make a dragon rise from death, this mysterious power of mine does not work that way." She replied, sorrow filling her forest green eyes as well.

The seawing pointed her head towards the ground again, her claws gripping the earthy grass as if she was holding on for dear life, "Then you must do something for his tribe, the icewings. Please use what left of power you have on them. Please Dragonfly, please!" Tears dripped onto the dark grass below them.

"I will give the icewings a gift, a gift that no other tribe but the sandwing saviors will have, the dragons have barely survived this land of scavengers, now it will be greater, I will give part of my power to the sandwings, but most to the icewings. The sandwings will have 2 dragons of power and the icewings will have 5. I will give no special gifts to the sandwings but I will give 3 to the icewings. I will make sure the love of your life's tribe is gifted among all others, even the sandwings that helped us win this war. I promise you Tide." 

After the long speech, Tide looked up in awe as the whole marsh lit up with magic, all the stars that had been hidden behind the clouds seemed to shine down at once. Dragonfly's power poured out of her palms and into the sky, it wove around the newly formed kingdom of sand 2 times and the ice kingdom 8. 3 sandwings and 5 icewings woke up with power in their claws. 3 magical objects appeared before the newly appointed queen of the icewings, Queen Brightlight's feet. A pair of stone slates, a glittering diamond shaped sapphire, and ten dragon scales(one from each tribe, this included pantala dragons to, the mystery of the three unknown scales is a common icewing legend even in the present)

Tide was left speechless as the lights disappeared and Dragonfly staggered and fell tot he ground, powerless and lifeless. She stared at the body for a while as the shadows of the marsh returned and darkness of the clouds stretched over the land again. She then looked up, a feirce expression on her light blue face, "Your gift will forever be appreciated, for this magic will be called animus magic"