KOTW

Chapter 9

She was always watching. She noticed almost everything that went on in this corner of Wyvern Central. She knew almost everyone’s secrets, where they worked, what they usually ate, and even how often they bathed.

There were a lot of subjects to study in Wyvern Central. Lots of fights to watch, usually between a Wyvern that said Fire Wyverns are the strongest and one that disagreed.

She knew who were actually the best fighters: Her kind.

Years ago, wyverns lived together in harmony and peace. They all enjoyed each other’s company and did stuff for each other. But when one Wyvern married another Wyvern of a different race, they all had a war which ended in separation.

The ones who married were an Ice Wyvern and a Tropical Crystal Wyvern. And they had a pure-bred line which was called ‘The Tropical Ice Wyverns.’ She was part of that clan.

They were a small clan, but bigger in size than other Wyverns. At school, she was ridiculed but she didn’t mind. She focused on her studies. Her studies taught her to be vigilant and alert, always watching. She matured faster than everyone else. She rose to the top of her class. The other wyverns treated her as a queen. But she’d rather be alone, on her little wood post, watching people leave and enter Wyvern Central.

Which is how she noticed a Lightning Wyvern with two Featherlights on his back.

“Now that’s strange,” she said, and went down to take a look.

Ares entered the giant, bustling city of wyverns. Razz and Jazz oohed and aahed at the colorful market stalls, drawings of creatures, and they even hooted in excitement when they saw a stall of Plant Species Z seeds.

“Calm down,” Ares told them. “Don’t draw attention to us.”

“Dude, this is exciting!” Razz told him, nabbing a few seeds from a Moschops with his back turned. “Haven’t had these delicacies in a while!”

“That’s stealing,” Ares grumbled.

“We’ve had to survive off of mushrooms! We deserve these,” Jazz answered.

“Look out for Cleo, okay?” Ares said.

“We don’t know what Cleo looks like,” Razz said. “Maybe we can get a description?”

“She’s light blue,” Ares told them. “About as light as Jazz’s body. A little smaller than me.”

“I saw her ages ago!” Jazz exclaimed. “She was following us, but then she got caught up in a crowd of other wyverns!”

Ares whipped around and went back the way they came. He bumped into a few other wyverns that growled at him.

“She’s up there!” Razz shouted, pointing at a wyvern that was sitting on a wooden post on the corner of the wall. The wall that marked the entrance of Wyvern Central.

Ares flew as fast as he could towards the Wyvern. She noticed him and smiled. He flew up to the post and said, “Are you blind, Jazz?”

This Wyvern was bigger than Cleo, not a lightning Wyvern, and almost as deep blue as Ares. The two of them looked alike, actually.

Ares’ body was so dark of a blue that he looked black, and he had blue wings. This wyvern was almost black, but with sky blue wings and sky blue spikes sticking from her head.

“Oh it’s you!” she said. “I was standing up here watching stuff and then I saw you with Featherlights. I lost sight of you so I flew back up here.”

“Umm,” Ares muttered.

“So what are you doing here?” she asked.

“I’m Snowflake by the way. But you can call me Snow.”