Thread:TurquoiseEmber/@comment-35137341-20191214205925/@comment-35882347-20191217035219

Innocence pondered some things as she padded silently down a hill towards Camp Virtue, which was waiting at the bottom. She was wondering what would happen when she saw Celestial and Mindhunter again, though last time she supposed they hadn't parted on the best of circumstances. The surrounding forest had just been burned down in an incident that caused her to end up manipulating Celestial (and Mindhunter she supposed, he had helped) into cutting off her wings. Yep, they definitely hadn't parted happily.

She ignored that as she started running down the hill, coming to stop behind a cabin as her mind wondered to the other dragon she hadn't seen in a year: Astrum, her boyfriend. Who had been reluctently called away to deal with his estranged sister Psyche the momment camp ended. She didn't blame him though, blood was thicker then water and she herself had been called away by her father to help lead the Silkwing army while he was off on some secret mission. "I suppose it's better to pass off all his responsiblities to me while he goes off in mourning, then to try and kill me in exchange for Warrior's death again like he was doing." She mused.

She hadn't told Astrum the real reason for her wing to grow so damaged, it was mostly because of the confrontation with his friend, yes; but the reason it got so out of hand was really because of her father. Who nearly snapped her wing the night Warrior died. She mannaged to fix it but the aggravated bones combined with the torn muscles made for a practically crippled wing.

She chirped a happy tune. 'Let's ignore that,' she thought. 'This summer is going to be a happy one. No problems with family, no problems with memories, bad partings, or boyfriends. Just me and the entire summer to play.'