I had one little sister rose was her name because she always had a rosey color to her sis she said can you go get a scroll from the shelf sure I replied I gave her the scroll and walked of to my room me and my sister didn't talk much rose was a very proper and polite kid and I tryed to be but my mind thrived on adventure I would never be like her so I had to exsept that I would probetly not be the next rainwing queen I ploped down on a bed of leaves and starred up at the stars I was just like every other dragon having a wish everyone has a wish I never really got depressed like this but on some nights I did and it gave me time to think about my futcher maybe one day I'll be the next rainwing queen