The Great Splitting/War

Chapter 2:

Whitethorn shook snow off her fur, as hail pounded on her fur. “Do we have to walk this far? Surely the Rock Drakes couldn’t chase us that far?” Whitehare had said, managing to speak through his panting. “Do you ever shut up? Of course they can chase us this far! Did you even care what grandfather told you? Or father?” Coldlake hissed at him. Whitethorn rolled her eyes at him, Coldlake didn’t even care at all about any other of the Draconises biology. He just wanted to flex off his knowledge in front of Tundrastalk, his teacher, who was running behind him. Whitethorn padded away from them as she could hear them start to argue, before quickly speeding up, as she could see the oceans view start to show itself through the heavy forest, she could feel the cold wind pierce her fur, as the cold salty ocean air went through her nose, she looked behind herself, seeing the Manas behind her slowly catching up. She stopped herself, sitting down, and taking a gasp of air, before falling down in the snow, hearing it crunch. “Whitethorn! Oh Whitethorn, I was looking for you!” Snowpeak said, laying down next to Whitethorn. “Hey Snowpeak, can you tell Deerfrost about the ocean, we may have to stay there before the Drakes find us, and also, evacuate everyone who didn’t run away with us, like our plebeians.” Whitethorn said. “Oh! Sure!” Snowpeak said, running off.

Whitethorn looked at the moon, it had finally stopped hailing, meaning most prey animals would be out now, meaning most Manas where out hunting now. She looked at Whitehare walk around in the snow, carefully avoiding the ice, which could make him slip into the ocean waves lapping at the ice formations. Whitehare looked away from him, closing her eyes, hearing the sound of the gentle waves made her even more tired. She could feel herself drifting into dreamland, accepting it, letting herself drift into it.

Well, That was long! Anyways, expect the next chapter to be on the Crystal Wyvern page! :)))) -Ghibli