Archive of Our Own ^beta

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just like the tittle suggests, ive began production on four one-shots that will potentially fill in a few gaps i might have left by accident, two of them are set before chapter 1/prologue and one is set in the final chapters of part 1 and 1 is set during part 1

however, i am also willing to take requests in case someone has a burning question that i havent thought about, since the main story is still on going, any requests may only involve: (this list will be updated as the fic goes on)

- Mudwings

- Skywings

- Seawings

- Talons of Peace

- anything that might have happened before the prologue

the only reason why im not allowing Rainwings yet, is because i have something very specific planned for them and i think some of you are going to like it

yes i know i promised to update part 1 and i have other non-wof fics to finish, but this is just how i operate

the rules are simple

- you may ask for any existing POV's (exemple: Fatespeeker is valid, but Glacier is not since she has yet to appear)

- you may ask for backstories/expansion of backstories

- you can't ask for anything that may end up spoiling the main story (exemple: how was Jambu's life before part 3)

- nothing related to sex!

- i wont be taking any 'what ifs' but i might do them for the cannon time line

ill be putting all of the one-shots in here for better acces, so tags and characters that apply to that specific one shot will be at the summary of the chapter, so do not forget to read it!

Chapter Text

Storming out of the Princess’s bedroom was probably the rudest thing Glory could have done, but she couldn’t help but feel angry at the mention of a lack of a Skywing. Sure, the Princess never meant to hurt her feelings, and the Rainwing couldn't exactly blame her for not knowing how utterly annoying that question was, yet she couldn’t help but feel angry. The door slammed shut and Glory took a deep, annoyed breath

“It’s gone bad already?” Peril asked, shifting her wings to take less space on the walkway

“No, not really, I just… Wanted some air” Glory lied “mind if I sit here?”

Peril shook her head and scooted away just slightly, allowing the Rainwing to sit down and loaf near the railing, the moment quickly felt awkward, but neither dragon attempted any kind of small talk. Instead, Glory help a paw out and her scales began matching the color of the stony floor before she moved to another part quickly, the colors were visibly incorrect and lagged behind slightly, correcting itself seconds later

She did that one more time; same result, she tried again and again and again, same result every time

‘I need to get my camouflage better…’ she thought, looking at her paw ‘if I can’t do anything for the prophecy then I need to at least be useful’

“Uh- how did you do that?” Peril suddenly asked

“Oh- um… I’ve always knew how to change my scales, kind of” Glory said

“Kind of?” Peril asked again, sounding more confused than anything

“I never really… Learned about my own Tribe” Glory confessed, already feeling a small ball of hatred growing more and more “I was taken from my true home as an egg, shoved into a stuffy cave and abused for 6 years all because some smoke breathers needed a quick replacement for the legendary Skywing egg they so idiotically lost”

The Rainwing took a deep breath and buried her head onto her paws, dots and sharp lines of different shades of red decorated her neck, wings and frills as memories of Kestrel’s comments came to her mind. She finally looked back up at the Skywing and was met with a neutral look but Glory could feel there was this hint of concern hidden in her gaze

“Sorry…” Glory mumbled “it’s just… Nevermind…”

“Uh… If it brings any comfort, I also never learned about my parents..?” Peril smiled awkwardly

The two girls stared at each other for an uncomfortable, silent minute before Peril cleared her throat

“Sorry, casual small talk is not really my thing” the Skywing scratched the base of her neck, where the stone collar met her scales “not too many dragons to talk to… Or be near you…”

“I know how that is” Glory revealed

“Really? How? You have Sunny as your friend”

Glory chuckled “Yeah, she is great, but- I meant more as in ‘not being wanted’. We had three Guardians and all of them hated me for just existing”

“At least only three dragons hated you. I’m pretty sure the entire Kingdom hates me- well except for maybe Ruby, and Osprey. Osprey is cool, he taught me geography” Peril said with a smile

“There is always that one dragon that makes everything better, huh?” Glory said and Peril nodded with a bigger smile

“Out of those two, who’s your favorite?”

“Let me tell ya a little secret” Glory said with a whisper “there is actually two more waiting in the Mudwing Kingdom”

“Really? Why aren’t they here?”

“One’s a Seawing, the other is being attacked with headaches” the Rainwing explained at the other dragon let out an audible ‘oh’ “But- even with all four, Sunny’s the best, no question”

“Yeah, she was really kind to me, even tho she saw me killing a dragon in the arena”

“That’s Sun for ya” Glory smiled. Now, the Rainwing would never force the little Sandwing enchant anything she didn’t want, but there were times Glory wished Sunny would enchant their Guardians to be nicer at the very least “she is basically the reason why I’m still sane”

“Wow, I wonder if I were to grow up with her I would have turned out differently” Peril wondered silently

“Most likely, but you would need to get through Kestrel first”

“Let me guess: mega grumpy type that refuses to take anything but whatever they asked for as an answer”

“Yes!” Glory beamed “how did you know?”

“I know a couple dozen of Skywing soldiers that everyone hates having to deal with” the Skywing mentioned “oh! Speaking of soldiers, I just remembered something and I think you are going to like it”

Glory scooted closer, intrigued

Peril leaned in “I remember over hearing these two soldiers one time, and one of them said that when he was patrolling in the rainforest to look into a few reports of strange activity, he came across this really creepy looking Rainwing who shot out a black inky sludge, it didn't hit the soldier, but it hit the tree behind him, and the tree melted ”

Glory’s mouth hang open and her eyes went wide, as if she just heard the answer to he biggest of Pyhrria’s mystery ‘oh, the amount of dragons I would have killed to have this information earlier’ she thought with glee

“I don’t think I heard something so wonderful, Ril”

“‘Ril’?”

“Yeah, like a nickname, the kind friends use on each other”

“We’re friends?”

“We can be if you want to”

“ABSOLUTELY!” Peril beamed and almost got up “wait- I wanna give you one too”

“Go ahead”

Peril squinted at her as she thought of a nickname, her eyes went from Glory’s face to her bandana, then wings, then tail before finally coming up with:

“How about… Glow?”

“I love it!”

Both girls squealed with glee before Peril’s smile fell, her ears twitched and she got up to look over the bridge

“Someone’s coming?” Glory asked, getting up as well

“Yup” Peril said “I hope the others managed to come up with a plan cuz your time here is up”

. . .

Night had fallen surprisingly quickly after the group returned to the Terracrownta, Sunny had just told the Queen their plan and now everyone was making preparations for the next day; Two spies had been sent to keep track any battles that could happen, the Royal Siblings were discussing who else should accompany Moorhen and Clay was mentally preparing himself

Glory was meant to go as well due to her knowing the precise location and now that Peril was on their side, she could ask for extra aid and know she wouldn't be betrayed

Yet she couldn’t help but feel unprepared

Her disguise was ok at times, but now she wanted to train whatever that black sludge Peril mentioned as well. Glory didn’t even know if she had it in the first place, but she could feel it deep down

Once most dragons had gone to sleep, Glory snuck out to the Palace’s garden, two full moons illuminated the path and plants, creating a strong pale glow on everything. Still, the Rainwing chose a small area surrounded with shadows and surrounded by walls, she had plucked a few leaves from a small mahogany tree and laid them in front of her

‘Alright, if I were to store a strong ink thing that could melt a tree, where would I put it..?’

She began examining her limbs closely, extending her claws till the limit, poking at the frills on her tail, checking her wing folds, even holding out her tongue on the moon light, at first she thought she found nothing but then her tongue brushed against her fangs

She always thought of her fangs to be awkwardly long and too weak, every time she could bite into a tough piece of muscle, she could feel her fangs move back just a little

But now she felt a small dent on both of them, it didn’t feel very big or deep, but it was something. She turned back to the leaves and began licking the dents again, it felt weird but she needed to test. Her mouth filled up with a good amount of saliva before she spat it all out on the leaves, the saliva did nothing but her mouth soon filled with a strange taste and a thick substance began rolling off the sides

Only a single droplet fell onto the ground and is began sizzling quietly, leaving a dark mark behind

Glory used her paw to clean her lips without even thinking, but there was no sizzling, she felt fine, it was only after she used a leaf to clean the sludge off that the effects began

“I’m immune…” She whispered to herself “and to think I always disliked my poor fangs…”

The half melted leaf was used to clean the rest of the oozing sludge before disintegrating, Glory readjusted herself and grinned. Time to get to work