Wings Of The Fallen

Birds Chirped, TimberWolves Howled, The Moon In the Sky rose higher. The Sound Of Rapidly Approaching HoofBeats Broke The Sounds Of Nature. A Multi-Colored Pegasus Flashed Past Followed By a Grey Unicorn. Bushes Rustled, And The Ponies were followed By Hissing, Snarling Changelings. I blinked, Watching them. Should I help? Probaly Not... They did Invade MY forest. The Pony-Sized Black & Cyan Dragon Tapped his Chin with a Claw. Still... They Looked Like indeed Of Help. I sighed, Slithering Down The trunk Of the Tree. I dropped to All-Fours, Prowling closer to the battle, Blending in Well With the Night. The Pegasus Was Infront Of the Unicorn, Who was Clearly Younger, And Holding out a Double-Bladed Axe. "WhirlWind, Stay Behind me!" He was Speaking to the Gray Unicorn, WhirlWind. "Plasma, I can handle myself!" The Unicorn Retorted, Yelping As a Changeling Leapt at him, The Pegasus Decapitated It swiftly. I snorted In amusement at the Unicorn, Before Leaping Out infront of them, Snarling. "Keep Back Changelings, This is MY Forest and I Decide who Comes away Alive!" I roared, Whirlwind Yelped again. I opened My Jaws, Taking a deep Breath. Blue Flames leapt out of my Jaws, Cold To the Touch. Changelings Were turned into Ice Statues, The Rest Fled."And That, GentleColts, Is how We roll Here." I Trotted to the Frozen Ones, Ignoring the Ponies Gawking Stares. I Whipped Around My Heavily Spiked Tail, Smashing the Frozen Changelings Into Oblivion. I turned Towards The Ponies "So! May I Get Your Names, And ask what you are Doing in MY Forest?"

                                                                               ~>WhirlWind<~

I stared, Still Gawking at The Dragon, Blinking as I shut my Jaws. "YOUR Forest?" I questioned, Nervously Swishing My tail At the Sigh of the Dragon's Spiked Tail and Long, Hooked Claws. He Nodded "The WinterGreen Forest. I am The Owner Of it." I snorted, What a absurd thing to say! Somepony Can't Simply OWN A forest.... Then again, This wasn't A pony, And I remembered All too well What his Strange Blue Flames could do. "You can't Own a Forest!" I retorted, Getting a Glare From Plasma Strike. The Dragon Narrowed His eyes, Beginning to Swish his tail. "Well, Ponies Might not to be Able to.... Your Names?" I glared at him, Opening my Mouth to speak, Plasma Clamped a Hoof Over it. "I'm Plasma Strike, That's My apprentice WhirlWind... Who I hope will Remain SILENT!" I Flinched From His Glared, Grumbling as I Backed Up. "And May we get your Name?" My mentor contiued, Bored I glanced Around, Spying a Nearby cave, Checking, I sneaked Towards it. "Frost Fire." I Heard The Dragon's Reply As I stealthily continued to sneak. My Hooves Made a hollow Clopping sound On the ground