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A Nobu for my homie @mythos321 happy birthday broski
Hiya Mythos! You're so handsome!
Awww, thanks Mythos! You're quite the looker too!
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Hereâs part 9 chapter of The Decisive Victory!
Part 9:Interlude: The Isle of Healers
part 8 below:
đŹ 2  đ 6  â€ïž 7 · Part 8:Family? · Part 8 of The Decisive Victory! Part 7 below: đŹ 0  đ 6  â€ïž 8 · Part 7:The Library of The Earth · Part 7
-The Mud Kingdom throughout the war has had many losses throughout the now 18 year long war, but it had also had many successes and gains
one such gain was The Isle of Healers. Formally a seawing post, it was overtaken by Prince Mire and Princess Autumn just 2 years before, and had been repurposed by Princess Creek as one of many healing facilities
This isle also had the bonus of being relatively closed off from others, thanks to precautions taken by the royal trio, and as such, acted as a spot to hold all sorts of things, and keep them hidden from any potential threats⊠One such hidden thing was a nightwing, a sandwing, and a shattered seawing
-Starflight felt like he was still at the delta, cowering under Moorhen, worrying about Tsunami, and being able to do nothing but watch as Clay was taken away from themâŠtheir predicament had only become worse since then, being monitored by a group of 8 mudwings in the west wing of a hospital
in reality however, it felt more like a prison, even with the accommodations and luxuries, he and Sunny were still trapped on the island, and disbarred from entering the other areas of the island, feeling more like a royal locked in a castle than the so called guests the guards claimed
the head guard was the largest of the mudwings, he seemed to be somewhat serious, though also not much for words. The only thing he seemed to fear was a woman named Creek, whoever that may be, based on his reaction to her name when said by another of the guards.
This guard was much jollier of the assignment, going on about how he felt honored to work for Queen Moorhen, and be one of the substitutes for the head doctor/warden of the establishment, the aforementioned Creek
-Starflight was most familiar with these two, with 4 of them trying to calm Sunny in her cell, and 2 of them attending to the unconscious Tsunami
TsunamiâŠshe hadnât woken up for days, barely even showed signs of life, and Starflight felt more scared by the day that the worst could happen. Moorhen made a deal to let them all live, but that was only AFTER making Tsunami collide with a boulder and fall dozens of feet from the air, so he was doubtful she was included. If she was awake, sheâd know what to do, she could help Sunny better than he ever could
Oh Sunny, she was the only one left trying to do anything, trying to get back to Clay. Itâs why she was put in a cell and had to be attended to by 4 mudwings, to make sure she didnât escape and fly off to get herself killed, whether by Blister, Blaze, or ESPECIALLY Burn.
A sanctuary, the guards claimed, it was a sanctuary to keep any one of the tribes from killing them, until Moorhens plan went through. Starflight hadnât bothered asking for her plan, he suspected heâd hate it for one reason or another, and with how she took Clay away for it, he had no idea what she might use him for to do itâŠoh even he knows thatâs a load of scavenger leavings
Clay gave his freedom away to save them all, Starflight owed him the decency to ask what would happen, and he knew itâŠ
âWhat is Moorhens plan with Clay?â Starflight asked the head guard
âOh, itâs simple, he is to wed her daughter Breccia, and declare Burn his choice for Queen at the wedding.â The head guard explained.
Starflight felt a bit of relief knowing Moorhen wasnât a sociopath like Scarlet at least, and didnât plan to do something insane like put Clay against a dartboard, or turn him into a jenga puzzle, or something else that made Starflight disturbed at how detailed his imagination could go.
He had to admit as well, while simple, it could be an at least decent strategy. Even if some didnât agree with Clays decision, there would be many who at the very least would agree due to stress from the war, weakening the other groups enough for a decisive victory. Though that also left him with a new question
âWhat is Breccia like, exactly?â
âSHEâS ONLY THE GREATEST PRINCESS EVER! AND THE MOST BEAUTIFUL! AND KINDEST! AND- OWâ The jollier guards tail was stepped on by the head guard, who turned to Starflight
âCanât really say I know for myself. Her and 2 of her other sibs mainly stay in the capital. Canât fault em though, Brecciaâs considered too much a gem to just send out to die. Another one, Obsidian, is probably one of the most innovative and intelligent dragons in Pyrrhia, let alone the mud kingdom. And the princess named CocoaâŠwell, only a monster would make someone in her condition fight.â The Head Guard told Starflight, who felt more interested with each royal he told him about, âOn the topic of Breccia however, my brother is correct that sheâs beautiful, as for kindness, I can assure to her character of what I have seen she is indeed a generous woman.â
âI seeâŠâ Starflight thought, maybe if he explains this to Sunny, he can help calm her down? After all, Sunny would want Clay to end up with someone kind and beautiful, and itâs probably a step up fromâŠthat thing.
"You should also know that Clay would be extremely protected in the capital, he'd be living the easiest life someone like him possibly could. The capital is the most secure of them of the tribes, aside from possibly The Icewings, of course." Spoke the head guard, "A lot of our fortresses are quite secure in fact, especially this one, it's likely why Moorhen went to the trouble of having you all brought here."
"I've been wondering about that...How is an island in the control of mudwings? Wouldn't Seawings have overrun you by now?" Starflight asked, and before the head guard could answer, the jollier one stepped in
"Well that all started 2 years ago! This used to be an outpost, but Mire and Autumn took it over. The seawings tried to reclaim it a few months after, but Mire happened to be here at the time and managed to outmaneuver them and force a retreat! A few months after that, they tried again, this time with a much larger force, and with a legendary general named...well she kinda became irrelevant after how handily she lost here, so I forgot her name, but I think it was Cerulean? Well, she fought pretty well and probably could had even beat Mire at the time, he was only 6 at the time after all. HOWEVER, it was not just him there this time, but his mysterious sister Creek, having come to make renovations of the island into the hospital it is today, and the undisputably greatest warrior of all time, the blood-soaked warrior goddess, Autumn! They managed to crush the seawing's like 3 hammers, and they did it so thoroughly that the seawings never so much as come NEAR this island! In fact, your friend here is the first one here in over a year!" He said, pointing towards the still unconscious Tsunami
"That's...slightly exaggerated, but it is true. Though the reason Cerulean became irrelevant is because well, she died. Autumn killed her with her own spear in fact, but after this, Creeks reinventing the island to be a center of care also took it off of many dragons radars, as while cruel, even Icewings and Seawings aren't foolish enough to attack a hospital...let alone one that has the protection of Princess Autumn." The Head Guard added on
âI seeâŠAutumnâs quite vicious then?â Starflight asked, as he then mentally cursed himself for asking
âYou could say that- Oh, but donât worry, sheâs great with other Mudwings, never hurt any of themâŠwell except for this one time-â The head guard quickly stopped himself. âIâm getting ahead of myself here! But as I said, thatâs how we secured this island, and also why you were brought here. And to the note I said before that, you can trust that with Autumn there, Clay is more than safe in the capital!â
âI seeâŠthanks for telling me.â
âNo problem, now how about telling the gold thing then? Iâm sure you can calm her nerves.â The Head Guard said, making Starflights eyes widen
âYou really think so!â
âUm, sure. You guys are practically family, right?â The Head Guard said, as Starflights eyes lost all the shine and hope the guard had given him in his previous sentence
**
Sunny felt like she was still at the delta, desperately trying to get Clay back, being held back from trying to rush over to him, and having her world shattered when Moorhen made it clear what would happen if she continued
She couldnât let this happen though! She couldnât lose Clay! Not like this! Not ever! She didn't care about this Breccia gal that Rouen, one of her guards, told her about, not only did Clay not know who she was, but even if she is as perfect as Rouen and her sibs say, she still wouldn't be good enough for Clay! Putting aside even that however, she refused to let her and Clays story end like this, to have Moorhen start a false end to their prophecy, even if they choose Burn, there's no way it's gonna be like this, with them all separated!(Though Sunny DID enjoy the storybook like appeal, it's completely manufactured)
And above everything, she just...she just couldn't lose the dragon that looked out for her ever since they hatched...she refused to accept the idea she'd never see him again. Moorhen might've rattled her back then, but she wasn't gonna let that hold her down, and she certainly wasn't gonna have it stop her from wanting Clay back... the problem now was HOW she'd get Clay back.
Right now however, she needed a way to convince the guards
âSunny, you gotta understand at this point! Brecciaâs practically the most perfect dragon there is! I told ya sheâs pretty, I told ya sheâs strong, and I also told ya how important she is!â Spoke a female Mudwing named Rouen, who had spent Sunnyâs entire imprisonment going on about Breccia
âDonât forget she saved the capital!â Chimed in Hookbill, one of Rouenâs brothers, who as the name implied, had a slight hook to his snout. Unlike Rouen, he spent the entire time talking about conspiracy theories he heard through the grapevine, which was either funny or exhausting depending on how invested he would be on it.
âOh for the last time Hookbill, Breccia wasnât the masked hammer!â said another of the siblings, named Smew, who currently was chopping up food for Sunny, despite her insistence on not eating previously.
âShe totally was! Sheâs the only one who couldâve worn something that pretty!â
âReally now? Okay smart guy, explain the hammer the size of The Queens Skull then.â Smew sneered, as they ate one of the sliced pieces of food they intended for Sunny
âWell, Breccia IS as strong as sheâs beautiful after all! And Iâd go as far as to say sheâs the most beautiful dragon around, even more than Blaze ever was!â Rouen added in, as Smew rolled their eyes
âI donât care if Breccia is the incarnation of Imperial herself! I refuse to just stand by while Clay gets taken away forever! And I ESPECIALLY refuse to have Clay just get pawned off for a marriage, even if Breccia was strong, pretty, and royal! In fact, if you wanna keep going on and on about how amazing Breccia is, why donât YOU marry her?!â Sunny yelled, tired of them constantly trying to make her okay with this situation, and especially tired of how they had her sidelined like this.
Instead of taking Sunnyâs words seriously however, Rouen focused on the last sentence, seeming to get starry eyed at the idea of marrying Breccia, before shaking herself to get her head out the clouds
âAlright, alright, letâs calm ourselves now.â Sunny heard from outside the room, she assumed to be Lacha, who was another guard for her and the others, who seemed to be much more methodical than the three stooges currently gossiping in her room.
âLook, Sunny, I get it. Youâre under a lot of stress right now, I would too if one of my buddies got nabbed, but, you really got to not worry! Clayâs gonna be living a great life now. And if ya donât wanna hear it from me, thatâs fine, Gander and Duck are talking the nightwing through it too, and Iâm sure youâll prefer hearing it from him.â Lacha told her as she peaked her head into the room, meanwhile, Rouen seemed to be mumbling to herself about a romanticized ideal of marrying Breccia, which honestly just made Sunny more annoyed.
âThis isnât just a âfriendâ getting ânabbedâ!-â
âOh, I didnât know he was your lover.â before Lacha could smirk at her joke she saw too puffs of smokes from Sunnyâs nose and shut up
âITS ESPECIALLY NOT THAT. Clayâs my brother, and heâs Starflights brother too! Starflightâs not gonna let some doctor prison guards or whatever you guys act like you are talk him into selling Clay out! We care about each other, through and through! If your brother got kidnapped and forced to marry a girl he never so much as MET to meet someoneâs own agenda, would you sit idly by on some prison island? No! Youâd be demanding to get him back! And you ESPECIALLY wouldnât get convinced otherwise!â Sunny yelled, as the mudwings all looked at her with a mix of surprise and awe, letting Sunnyâs words soak into their scales in spite of her small stature.
âWoah. No wonder youâre a dragonet of destiny.â said Lacha, which actually made Sunny smile
Her smile only grew more when she saw Starflight be escorted into her chamber, as she rushed over to him
âStarflight! Youâre okay!â Sunny said as she hugged the small Nightwing, as he kept a nervous look to himself
ââŠI thinkâŠwe need to talk about Clay.â was all Starflight said, as Sunnyâs smile turned to a look of worry
**
(note, the following is a dream)
Tsunami gazed upon the 3 moons in the sky, illuminating her scales as she swam through a never ending river
âI need to get there! Iâm also there!â became almost a mantra to the blue scaled dragon as she went through the rivers currents, the ice, fire, and bloodshed surrounding it feeling nonexistent as she moved forward.
She was almost there! She could feel it! She wouldnât let anything distract her
âTsunami!â The shout of a familiar mudwing voice made her burst out of the water, and put herself next to the river, and stared towards her goal. Stare towards the only four dragons she could count on in Pyrrhia
âHeh, what do you need now from your daring leader?â Tsunami laughed like some royal princess, âwell, whatever it is, letâs get away from here! We shouldnât have to deal with this junk anyhow!â Tsunami spokeâŠand yet none of them moved
ââŠVery funny guys, now quit the statue act!â Tsunami went over to them, as Glory scoffed
âOh please, youâre all clearly not good enough for me! Iâm gonna go to my secret awesome rainwing society.â as sudden as she spoke, Glory disappeared
âWh- HEY! YOU CANâT JUST DITCH US CAUSE YOU GOT ANNOYED! GET BACK HERE YOU BABY BANANA!â Tsunami shouted to nothing, as she went towards the remaining 3, âWhatever, we still got a whole life to live here! We donât need some war or Glory! Right Clay?â Tsunami said, as she went back to Clay, and went towards himâŠand towards him, and towards himâŠshe started running now, and kept running, and running, and runningâŠshe began to fly towards him now, and yet no matter how far she flew, she never reached him.
âClay! Come on! We have to stick together-â Tsunami was palmed to the ground. Her, Sunny, and Starflight all placed under the claws of a mountain of a dragon, who gripped Clay in her other talons, and began to take him even further away.
âNO, NOT HIM, I ALREADY LOST GLORY, I AM NOT LOSING HIM. LET HIM GO!â Tsunami shouted in vain under the dragon, as she attempted to thrash around from under their talons, yet felt as if more and more weight began to be pushed down upon her, âI wonâtâŠlet you!âŠâ
**
Starflight paced around the room, confusing Sunny and the guards at his lost in thought
âStarflight, what is it you wanted to say about Clay?â Sunny asked worryingly
Starflight wished he could answer, he wished he could simply say it. Not just this, but so much he wanted to say, but even those feelingâs fell to the wayside as his thoughts focused around Clay.
Could they renegotiate with Moorhen? No, they didnât have something to offer. Could they sneak in to get him? No, the mudwing capital was among the most guarded in all of Pyrrhia, itâd be suicide. Storm in- Starflight decided to not try to think like Tsunami, and went to other options. What could they do?! They practically lost already, they lost the moment Starflight froze like a coward when Moorhen attacked!
Starflight began taking deep breaths, turning his face away from Sunny, as he began to try and pull himself togetherâŠhe didnât know what to doâŠ
âIâŠI think it might be best for Clay where he is.â Starflight said
âYou donât believe that.â Sunny said immediately, a haste to her voice
âI wish I didnât Sunny! ButâŠIâve tried to think of everything, and we canât do anything for him. The people surrounding him, theyâreâŠâ Starflight began to think of Clay again. Of how Clay was stuck with one of the most vicious dragons heâd ever heard of, how Clay was away from all of them, how the only friends Starflight could fathom having were 3 completely unknown dragons, one of which was intended as a forced marriage for Clay. Clay was likely in a place lower than any one of them now, especially since Glory left them all over what Starflight feels was almost nothing.
And here Starflight was, worrying over how to tell Sunny, the most determined dragon he knew, to give up. It was suffocating to think about
âStarflight, look at me.â Starflight heard Sunny speak, as she gave him a concerned but determined look, âI know that look of yours StarflightâŠyouâre worried about Clay, arenât you? Youâve been thinking about him and everythingâŠYou wanna know why Starflight? Because beneath your meeker side, is a really brave dragon!â Sunny began speaking once more, as the mudwings present seemed to prepare a snack while they listened
ââŠIâm just not, SunnyâŠIâŠwant to, but Iâm just not! You and me, we canât do anything! If we do, Clay will be even worse off, and weâll be dead. I thinkâŠwe have to accept that-â before Starflight could finish, loud thrashing was heard outside the room, as Sunny and Starflight thought of the same brash Seawing and rushed out faster than the other guards to see a Tsunami with a fading consciousness struggling beneath Gander and Duck attempting to stabilize her
âShe must be suffering from a night terror or something!â Duck said as he held her down, before being slammed by Tsunamis thrashing tail into a wall, and Rouen and Smew taking his place while Lacha and Hookbill checked on the larger Mudwing.
âTsunami?â Sunny said, a certain fear in her voice, as the unconscious seawing thrashed
**
waves, waves of muddy water was all that surrounded Tsunami now as she tried to break through
âIâll get him back! Iâll get him back!â Tsunami shouted to herself as she went through the stream, even as she felt pushed down, even as she felt something cold and most certainly dead attempt to drag her down. SHE had to save Clay! Heâd do the same for her! She couldnât fail now.
âYouâre too weak, seawing.â she felt as though Queen Moorhen threw another boulder at her.
âYou were so feeble minded so as to kill a man at a taunt. What makes you believe youâre any hero?â She heard Queen Scarlet now, hearing that cruel creep cackling now as she felt the cold, webbed talons behind her try to drag her down
âYouâre going to die for a boy who attempted to kill you when you hatched.â Kestrelâs insults and lies rang in her, as she felt pushed down more and more
yet through all this, she held on, and continued to try and surge forward. She thought of the 6 years in that cold, dark cave, and how even through it all, she still had people she could rely on, and especially how a certain mudwing held them all together.
âAs if Iâd let something like broken bones stop me!â Maybe she was weak minded, the snapped neck of a seawing was proof enough after all. But NOTHING would make her give up!
âI canât leave him to be a prisoner! IâmâŠIâm!âŠâ Tsunami pushed forward more and more
âTsunami!â She heard two familiar voices call out to her. Sunny and Starflight! She still had them to help her even now! She wasnât alone for this!
âTsunami.â Glory was now what Tsunami heard. Even if she left them all behind, Tsunami knew they had to find her! And if theyâre gonna find her, then theyâll need everyone there! Theyâll need
âTsunami!â Clay. The closest thing Tsunami had to a brother. The best friend she could ever have. Someone sheâll never give up on!
And with that, Tsunami was pulled out of the muddy stream by the four she held closest, as she finally awoke on a warm floor, greeted by at least 2 Koâd Mudwings, 4 others, and 2 of her best friends.
**
âWh- where are we? Whereâs Clay! Is he alive!â Tsunami immediately asked, as she attempted to get up only for her to fall immediately, gritting her teeth as she felt all of her broken bones at once.
âTsunami!â Sunny shouted as she went to hug Tsunami, before stopping herself. As she did, the KOâd mudwings, Duck and Gander, got themselves up, and looked at her in shock and awe alongside their siblings.
âHer entire bodyâs been shattered, and she can move like thatâŠshe can even talk.â Gander commented
âNot just that, she wanted to see Clay immediately!â Lacha began to show excitement for the first time as she squealed, âThe Dragonets of Destiny are so cool!â
ââŠI asked, where. is. Clay.â Tsunami said again, still trying to get herself up
âHeâs at the royal capital of the mudwings. Moorhen wants to-â Starflight attempted to continue, before Tsunami interrupted him
âWhere is that from here.â
âsouth-â
âGood, weâre going.â Tsunami stated simply, still trying to get herself up.
âWait! We canât just do that!â Starflight shouted, as Sunny looked at him with a little shock.
âStarflight! You canât mean that!â Sunny shouted
âIâŠIâm sorry! But Clayâs surrounded by some of the greatest generals the mud kingdom has! Queen Moorhen alone nearly killed you with a single throw! If we flew to try and get him back, weâd only get ourselves killed, and leave Clay all alone!â Starflight admitted, now letting his tears begin to flow as he admitted this.
âIâm sorry, but the Nightwings right! I mean, Autumn alone is probably the strongest, coolest, greatest fighter youâd ever seen! Youâd have no chance against her. At best youâd get your scales turned into a bracelet.â Duck stated, edging into fanboy territory as he explained Autumn to Tsunami. Sunny wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Tsunami
âIt doesnât matter how strong those people are! We just need to get Clay back!â Tsunami shouted, âI donât care if the three moons themselves tried to stop me!â
âThatâs a fun metaphor, but it doesnât mean anything against someone who defended a small island against dome of the greatest soldiers the seawings had.â Gander commented, holding his bruised jaw.
âWe donât need to fight them! We just need to get them to give us back Clay!â Sunny managed to speak out! âTheyâre strong! But weâre Dragonets of Destiny! I doubt that means nothing outside the Sky kingdom!â
âSure! But Princess Autumn herself is Burns protege!â that comment made Starflight visibly tense up, âSure, we Mudwings donât fall in line as easily like those cowards in the mountains, but that doesnât mean we can do whatever for you! Especially the royals! If Autumn knows Burn wants you dead, sheâll kill you! And thatâs coming from the bigwings of a bunch of royal family fans!â Gander stated. Sunny could tell he wanted to keep them safe, but that wasnât enough! She needed him to help, all of them to! If theyâre going to save Clay, theyâd need someone to let them go free first!
âWell, if youâre fans, then I take it Iâd hold a little weight?â An unknown voice said, this time interrupting Tsunami as she prepared to say something. Everyone turned and saw a large Mudwing outside the window. He wasnât the size of Moorhen necessarily, but he was definitely gigantic.
âM-my-â
âSubstitute boss for today, yes. Creek is luckily busy in the capital for Brecciaâs upcoming wedding, so I took it upon myself to take her place for this check in. And I must sayâŠI am impressed.â The large mudwing said, as Starflight gasped
âYouâre one of Queen Moorhens brothers! Youâre-â
âYes, yes, you know my name. You have a one in three shot of it anyhow.â The royal spoke, making himself chuckle.
âWe were, we didnât mean what- Please donât tell Moorhen!â Starflight stumbled on himself
âAt ease, dragonet. I have no intention of reporting you to my sister. Moons know what sheâd be forced to do. Not like she doesnât hate herself enough already for not crushing Scarlets skull.â The Royal bemused them with that final comment, before continuing, âNow, as I understand it. You want to save your friend, yes?â
âYes!â Sunny and Tsunami shouted, as Starflight nodded with tension, still unsure if this was a trap.
âWell. I suppose the right thing would be to let you retrieve him.â The Royal said, shocking the sibling guards
âBut Prince-â
âI was not finished, Young Mudwing.â The royal began to fly around the tower. It was almost difficult at times to wrap around that they were all the same species, barely divided even by age, especially as he landed himself upon the spire of the tower, âThe right thing would be let you retrieve him, but on one single condition.â
âTell us! Weâll do anything!â Sunny stated, as The Royal peered his eyes into the tower
âThat Seawing must prove she so much as has the strength to stand. Let alone walk. Let alone fly. Let alone fight for the people she cares about.â He said simply, as Tsunami gritted her teeth.
âIs that meant to be some impossibility?!â Tsunami tried to laugh, before coughing up blood.
âI donât know. Is it?â The Royal taunted, âTell you what, if you manage to stand up, Iâll even take you there myselfâŠwell, within a certain distance. Canât have my sister seeing me commit High Treason.â
âTsunami, I want him to be safe too! But we have to consider everything.â Starflight told her, but when Tsunami looked in his eyes, she could see his desperation for her to stand up.
âTsunamiâŠplease.â was all Sunny said, and Tsunami understood immediately.
ââŠIâŠwill get Clay back!â Tsunami gripped her right talon to the ground, âMaybe it seems impossible, maybe weâre outnumbered, maybe we canât fight Moorhen or her kids.â Tsunami gripped her left talon, âBut I donât care about that! All I care about right now is us getting Clay back!â Tsunami began to lift herself, âClay is my brother! If any of us were in the situation he was in, heâd have already gotten up, flew down there, and saved us!â Tsunamis muscles struggled for a moment, as she planted one of her hind legs, âWeâre gonna save Clay! No matter when! No matter how!â Tsunamis planted her other leg, and stood in triumph, âNO MATTER WHAT!â
âYouâŠyou did it!â Sunny shouted, as she hugged Tsunami, who hugged her back
âSheâŠshe really did.â Starflight said, as he joined the hug, the two placing themselves under Tsunamis wings in case she faltered.
âHmâŠcongratulations, Dragonets of Destiny. Youâre free to go.â The Royal turned to the mudwing guards, âIf this goes wrong, and anyone interrogates you, just say I forced you. Iâll say the same myself, so you wonât suffer the consequences in any way.â
âIâŠWe wish you the best of luck.â Gander said, as his sibs nodded
ââŠcan you tell Breccia I said hi? And maybe even tell her my name-â Rouenâs tail was grabbed and she shut up.
âWell, if thatâs all thenâŠâ Tsunami looked at the others, as Sunny gave her a smile and Starflight gave her a nod. âLetâs go save Clay!â
Clay to the other DoD: ALRIGHT THATS IT. WE ONLY GET FIVE DAYS OFF A YEAR, AND WE ALREADY WASTED CLAWSMAS WHEN SOMEONE DECORATED THE HOUSE WITH WHIP CREAM INSTEAD OF FAKE SNOW
flashback
Clay: Marry Clawsmas- AH(slips on the floor and knocks himself out)
Sunny: UmâŠ.(looks at the entire student body eating cones of whip cream) how much cream did you all eat?
end of flashback
Clay: THEN THERE WAS THE MOON FESTIVAL
flashback
Clay: Be careful Tsunami!-(Tsunami launches a rocket that accidentally bombs a small forest below)
end of flashback
Clay:(glares at Tsunami) Then your MOTHERS visit
flashback
Coral: After you drop me at the dragon mall, go to the local market and buy me a melon. Not to hard, not to soft. Then pick me up at 2:30, donât be late I have a 3 PM appointment at a beauty parlor- Not that people like you could ever gain the benefits of those yourself. Then you need to collect-
end of flashback
Clay: AND LETS NOT FORGET HALLOWEEN
flashback
Fatespeaker dressed up: (jumps out) HAPPY HALLOWEEN!-
Clay: AH-(bodyslams her and throws her out a window) FATESPEAKER IâM SO SORRY
Fatespeaker: I think thereâs some liquids in my lungs
end of flashbacks
Clay: SO IâM NOT GONNA LET ANYONE RUIN THIS WITH THEIR CRAZY ASSUMPTIONS. WE SAID WEâRE GOING CAMPING
SO WE. ARE GOING. CAMPING
(takes deep breaths)âŠ
and itâll be nice :3!
Now draw a skywing with yellow scales and pretty brown eyes, and an overall slim build, as though slightly starved. as well as a slightly chipped horn, and a resting face of contempt and annoyance.
also heâs born on the brightest night, wants to change the social hierarchy of Pyrrhia, and may or may not have a little tension with Glory-
Empyrean we all know itâs you đđ
But uh the best way I could do his pretty brown eyes is just to shade them a lot đ„č
https://www.tumblr.com/droptheguillotineplease/784194236776103936/lets-be-intimidating-blob-with-mama
Okay but what if you drew this with Moorhen and one of the royal sibsđ€
sorry for the request it just popped in my head when I was scrolling for Moorhen stuff sent here-
I LOVE THAT STUPID PHOTO OF THE MOORHEN I AHVE IT SAVED AS A STICKER đ„čđ„čđ„čđ„čđ„čđ„čđ„čđ„čđ„čđ„čđ„čđ„čđ„č
Anyways awwww itâs moorhen and her little kingdom money maker đ„čđ„č
hey stupid idiot can you draw 2 Icewings named castor and Pollux who have purple blue and white colors. Theyâre near identical except castors left eye is purple and right eye is blue while polluxâs is the opposite. Anyways your so dumb and stupid AND Iâm taking your boyfriends !
NOOO LEAVE MY BOYFRIENDS OUT OF THIS đąđą
Anyways ahem @mythos321 hereâs your Icewings đ„č
HEY WOAH WOAH WOAH THAT IS NOT ME THAT IS NOT ME-
anyhow AAAAAAAAA I LOVE THEM! TYSM!
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Kinkajou: Wait a second everybody. Thereâs something I need to say first, I just donât know how to put itâŠ
Anemone: I think I know what it is. After going on your life changing journey, you now realize you donât want you thought you wanted. What you really wanted, was inside you all along
Kinkajou: ARE YOU CRAZY? I WAS JUST GONNA CALL YOU A NERD!
Kinkajou: BOOK POV, THIS IS THE GREATEST DAY OF MY LIFE!
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I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. Weâve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.
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Save my orphan children
I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all childrenâsafe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from usđđđ
Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, Iâve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.
I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. Weâve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.
My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of lifeđđđ
I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darknessđ„č
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
Donation Link
My name is Gabe. I am from Portland, OR and I am raising funds on behalf of Enas Shukry I⊠Gabriel G needs your support for Help Enas and he
now draw Clay and Peril as this(you can probably guess whoâs who)
Guys this really happens trust Iâm Tui đ„čđ
This is highkey what happened
Iâm ngl as someone who up until a year or two ago was obese, and before that was insanely skinny and ate nothing, who went onto diet medication to become skinny now, one of my main takeaways is that one of the worst things for my diet was the negative mindset that a lot of people push about being healthy. I hate when people say âfruit has just as many calories as dessertsâ or âexercise that is less than 20 minutes doesnât do anythingâ because this fuels a mindset that eventually leads to âwhy should I even bother at allâ, and keeps people like me in a cycle of obesity and overeating. All food has at least some good nutrients. All exercise helps your body in some way. You can eat whatever you want really if you just do portion control and exercise. It is better to eat something, no matter how unhealthy, than to eat nothing at all. Also, your body naturally burns most if not all the calories you eat every day simply by you just existing, exercise just helps burn more. Making good decisions and allowing yourself to be proud of them, or letting yourself be happy, is how you be healthy, not constant shame.
Now pick a wof ship and talk about it!
Sincerely, a fan of a certain blazing ship that took two arcs to develop because it's just that good, and one that i would really really like to hear an analysis for :3
anon Iâm so sorry that this took longer, I had multiple paragraphs that got deleted by Tumblr, and effectively had to start over-
ahem, now then
Cleril is my favorite part of Wings Of Fire and it is not even close
legitimately, itâs actually what got me hooked on the series, and I REALLY wanted Peril to tag along with the DoD throughout the rest of arc 1 lol(admittedly thereâs an irony to it, since Cleril was partly accidental on Tuiâs part)
Since I had to restart, Iâm gonna cut the parts of Cleril I wanna talk about into these bits
Clay vs Perils ideology of being a monster and a hero:
THIS to me is the greatest part of their dynamic, and was what made me fall in love with their characters and the series as a whole.
Clay and Peril have been told all their lives that they are monsters, that it was something inherent to them, that they werenât allowed to act another way because this is what they are born to be, and for the longest time, they were content to accept that lie.
But then they met each other, they met someone who could finally understand what it was like, even if WHY they were called monsters was different, the fact remained they were identified as such. Itâs because of this that Clay is then able to see that no, just because they were born a certain way, doesnât mean theyâre monsters, and I feel he came to that conclusion because of the fact he had someone like Peril who he could truly talk to, because as much as the DoD care about Clay, they could never really understand what Kestrel did to him mentally with her dehumanization and abuse.
(of course, ahe also dehumanized and abused the others, like Glory, but it was in a different way, and in a way that made them even more unlikely to understand, because they were focused on their own pain, and either equated it to the others or isolated themselves. Iâm getting off track though, so letâs get back to Cleril)
Being able to converse with Peril helped Clay truly internalize himself alongside her, and look at who they both are, and in doing so, he realized neither of them were monsters, just people like anyone else. This then shows in their fight in Book One, where not only does Clay defeat Peril relatively easily, but the two are much more focused on talking conversing with each other, trying to show the other what they believe they both truly are, than they are on killing each other. If either of them were monsters, Clay couldâve killed Peril when he pinned her, and Peril wouldâve never bothered with Clay in the first place.
This then brings me to the label the two gain thanks to each other, though at different times and in different but similar manners, and that is being a Hero. Thanks to Peril, Clay is able to realized that no one else gets to choose who they are, or what they do, itâs THEIR choice, and itâs what allows him to become the man we see throughout arc one, who always manages to, in spite of the odds, save his fellow dragonets, like in Book 2 when he saves Tsunami from the skywing, or when he carries 3/4 of the other DoD on his back so they donât drown, or Book 3 when he rushes into what he assumes is an island of powerful mind readers and seers to save Glory(and by proxy saves Kinkajou, which I wish got brought up at least once lol), or Book 4 when he saves Starflight from the volcano, and in Book 5 when he and Sunny saves the Mudwing army and iconically when he saves everyone from the viper. Clay throughout arc 1 shakes away Kestrels label of monster completely, and instead becomes the bigwings he was always meat to be.
Before I get into Perilâs path to heroism, I actually wanna talk about Clay being a bigwings. To many, this comes off as ruining his and Perils conflict, but to me, it just reinforces Clays point, that they decide who they are, that no one is born a monster, and everyone can have a destiny. While Clays was in a more straightforward manner, Peril too has the ability to be a hero with her powers, and not just be the monster that people labeled her to be.
Now then, onto Perilâs own path to heroism, that Clay helped kickstart. Ever since Book 1, Peril had slowly become more and more disillusioned with Scarlet and how her dynamic relates to her, and this can be seen in Book 8, when she figuratively and literally breaks the chain keeping her tied down to that wicked despot. Itâs also in Book 8 that we see throughout Perils internal dialogues and the 3rd person narrative how Peril seeks not only to be with Clay, but also to be a hero, and not the monster she was believed to be. This journey of heroism culminates in Book 8, but we can see it all throughout the books, all the way back in Book 5 when Peril stops a mass scale battle, or when she descends from the sky like a ball of fire to save Clay, or in Book 6 when she rushes into the history cave to try and save Carnelian(now I wish she did save Carnelian just to add onto this tbh). We see time and time again when the chips are down, and she isnât mentally beaten down, Peril WILL do the right thing, and save the day in blazing fashion.
Clay and Peril become great heroes in their own rights, and itâs all thanks to each other for helping one another have introspection on who they are, and what they were truly meant to be.
Their feelings:
Okay before I get to the fun part I wanna get 2 things out of the way. One is how people think Peril only loves Clay because heâs semi fireproof and her only friend, and the other how people think Clay doesnât love Peril(with some taking it to an extreme of him not caring much for her at all). These are both false to me, and itâs show pretty easily in the books. In Book 1, Peril betrayed Clay to get him to stay BEFORE she knew he was fireproof, and the fact he can touch her is usually secondary at best for her in most of their interactions. As for her feelings, while Peril had unhealthy attachment issues, I feel like people put too much real world logic to this? Not to dismiss it ofc, but I mean it in the sense that this is resolved in Book 8, where Peril gains her own friends in the forms of Turtle, and to a lesser extent Cliff and The Jade Winglet, and this was imo Tuiâs way of resolving this issue in a way thatâs easily digestible, where Peril not only gains friends other than Clay, but is shown to still love Clay deeply. As for the idea Clay doesnât particularly care for Peril, this guy sprinted to her on a leg that had its insides burned(as someone with mild sciatica, I know that shit HURT) the moment he saw her in Book 6 lmao, he at the very least cares about her deeply off that alone. Thereâs also the fact that Darkstalker and Moon both note him having special types of feelings for Peril, as well as Qibli, whoâs stated time and time again by the narrative to have a great read on people, telling Peril Clay does love her, he just doesnât know how to explain it/doesnât quite realize it himself.
Thereâs also the fact Tui stated Clay loves Peril but thatâs too easy-
Now for the FUN part!
Clay wants Peril as part of his destiny so bad itâs legitimately funny lol. First in Book 1 when he suggests maybe sheâs their wings of sky(nearly demolished his and Gloryâs friendship for this lmao), and when that doesnât work he tries to have her tag along anyhow despite his friends all disliking her, and then in Book 5, while FADING IN AND OUT OF CONSCIOUSNESS, MUSTERS THE STRENGTH TO SUGGEST SHEâS THEIR WINGS OF FIRE!?! NO WONDER PERIL BLUSHED OVER THAT I WOULDâVE TOO. Thereâs also arc 2 as a whole where he does everything he can to make Peril feel welcome at JMA, defending her against a LITERAL QUEEN(I know itâs not that type of series where he can get away with it, nor is he the type to do it, but I lowkey wouldâve loved if Clay bitchsmacked Ruby lol. Couldâve even been foreshadowing to the enchantment where Ruby just relents due to being enchanted to be weak willed- sorry getting sidetracked). Overall I love how much Clay wants Peril in his life, itâs adorable every time.
Peril meanwhile, like me, thinks Clay is the greatest dragon ever and itâs easy to see why. I know some people dislike it(or at least one person whose tiktok vid complaining about it always shows up when I search for Cleril content) but I honestly love how much Peril praises Clay in her narrative(is this what fanservice feels like when youâre the fan whoâs serviced?) Thereâs this one person who pointed out Peril always holds her talons together and how itâs likely from Clay holding her talons in a lot of their interactions and that makes me so AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Peril wanting to be the right dragon for Clay is always so cute to see throughout the books, and I love it so much
Cute moments:
Their scene together in Book 6 had me LITERALLY SQUEALING when I read it in both Graphic Novel and Novel Novel form. Clay rushing over to Peril to embrace her talons after everyone else was getting scared of her, all while on a leg that LITERALLY HAD ITS INSIDES BURNED INTO(as someone with mild sciatica I just know that shit HURT), and reaffirming to her how she deserves to be here with everyone, and that he wants her there with him is so AAAAAAA ITS SO CUTE!
Thereâs also there scene in book 10(that I looked up because I was DESPERATE for Cleril content) that as of now is currently both of their last scenes in the series(which is perfect), that involves the two flying off together for a dance through the rain, which is justâŠ.aaaaaa itâs adorable!
Thereâs also just all their scenes in arc 1- Look anon I could go on forever you get the idea of how much I love when these two are together(even when not together honestly, because of Book 7âs epilogue that delved into Perilâs thoughtful love for Clay, or Book 9 when Darkstalker teases Clay about having a crush on her(lowkey shoutout to Moon, Darkstalker, and Qibli for spelling it out lol)
headcanons cause why not:
-In a modern au, Clay would 100% be the type to try and keep Peril in bed to cuddle lol
-Peril once made poetry for Clay, and since it was her first time it was kinda bad, but Clay loves it and considers everything she makes the greatest thing ever. I imagine Peril takes up poetry as a side hobby, but most of its just about Clay lol.
-Whenever Clayâs near a campfire, he cuddles as close as he can to it, because he wants to be reminded of Peril and her warmth
-Clay has tried to feed Peril by hand on multiple occasions, and she keeled over from Clay doing something so intimate ever single time
-Clay actually thought about Peril a lot during arc 1, but he kept it to himself because he knew the others hated her(mostly Tsunami, but still)
and honestly I could go on but I feel Iâve already written a lot lol(and probably not that well- Iâm not the best at writing my own personal thoughts lol)
âOMFG British people call French fries chipsâ thatâs not the important part WHAT DO YOU MEAN BRITISH AND AUSTRALIAN PEOPLE SPELL JEWELRY âJEWELLERYâ
Because thatâs how it pronounced. It just often gets verbally smushed + the spelling probably changed just like all the other American shortenings. :)
Literally nobody pronounces it as âjewel leryâ they pronounce it âjewel-ryâ
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Peril burning Darkstalkerâs scroll ends up accidentally being a Daoist ritual instead, with the scrolls ashes going up to the heavens and seen by the local mountain god, who, unable to read it thanks to lack of sacred texts accompanying it, just gives them a non flammable gift basket
meanwhile, Darkstalker is left powerless and confused, because he didnât know Dragon Daoism was a thing, nor that it was the true religion
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Darkstalker: idk I just didnât expect it to be Chinese
ANNOUNCEMENT
Tui's AMA on Instagram will be starting soon, I'll be reblogging this post with new info when she reveals it!