Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[montmorency]

"I'm not the only mindreader or clairvoyant NightWing," she responded. Starkeeper flicked one of her ears, taking a short, deep breath. She looked at other paintings and carvings, not needing Pharaoh's - or any of hers, for the matter - fire to see them. It seemed the ones that had happened were painted, while ones that hadn't happened were simply carved and left unpainted.

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
Pharaoh had concluded the same observation as Starkeeper; older events had paint that was flaking off, newer events had paint that shone in the faint light. Except for a few, like the hybrid pictures, which were painted black to match his coloring, he assumed. "Star," he began again, feeling a small ball of fire erupt in his chest. "These are the dragonets in this picture... See? Us. Everyone's here, screaming at this one mindreading nightwing. Except for you. Where are you on this picture, hmm?"

[montmorency]

Starkeeper's ears were now pressed flat against her skull, and she lifted her dark tail off the stone ground. She didn't know what to say. And at best, she wasn't going to reveal the truth. "I... Again, it doesn't mean I'm siding with Foreseer right now! Maybe it'll be in the future, but I'm trying my best not to! I promise!"

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
"What do you mean, 'you're trying your best not to'?" Pharaoh demanded, lashing his tail. "Has she been trying to BRIBE you or something? Has she been TALKING to you at all? And are you ADMITTING that it WILL in the future?!" His eyes were narrowed in future. "Answer me, Star! What the hell are you hiding, damnit?!"

[broner]

Rift crouched, startled by the queen's sudden appearance. Nice one, Rifto, how're you going to get out of this one? he growled to himself. His foreleg was temporarily crippled, his friends were who-knows-where, and he was literally in a prison. Nice one.

[montmorency]

The NightWing narrowed her dark eyes as well. She continued on, somewhat calmly. "I'm trying my best not to even consider it. Yes. You... You wouldn't ever understand. You're a SandWing, Snowstorm's an IceWing. You wouldn't understand."

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
"So you're admitting it then!" Pharaoh snarled. "You've been talking to her! You've been CONTACTING her! What is she offering to you in exchange for us? You KNOW that's what she wants, damnit!" Pharaoh was shaking angrily. "WHAT IS SHE OFFERING YOU?!?"

[Yveltal]

A wide grin slowly crept across her face as her yellow eyes drifted to Rift. "Ah. The prophecy SeaWing. I don't think we formally met, even though I met you all in the mountains." Her contemptuous gaze turned back to Taleweaver, the grin still holding on her face, but it seemed like flames flickered in her unnaturally bright eyes. "Now, Taleweaver, I'm honestly disappointed, " she said with a mock sad tone. "Why am I not your queen? Three moons, you're worse than Chaoscaller." Her grin slowly turned into a silent snarl, her eyes flickering to Rift. "Well, I least I have one dragonet," she said with a sigh. "One goes, another comes."

Snowstorm placed her talons on Pharaoh's shoulder, gazing sternly at him. "Pharaoh. Calm down," she said softly, then turned her hard gaze to Starkeeper. "I just want to know one thing, out of this whole mess: why?"

[montmorency]

"I'm not ADMITTING anything!" Starkeeper roared. "I'm saying I'm trying not to even CONSIDER it!"
Finally, she broke. Starkeeper wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. "Fine! Maybe I am? What are you going to do to me?"

[AGGUA!]

Pharaoh-
Pharaoh was breathing heavily out of his gritted fangs, his talons balled together in fists. But when he felt the icewing's cold touch on his shoulder, he looked away from the nightwing, not saying anything. He felt betrayed... More than that, if it were, indeed, true. WHY was she doing it? WHY? He turned back to Starkeeper when she finally admitted it, feeling himself get angry all over again. But he bit down on the the fire rising in his throat, instead looking down at his talons, wounded. "We're not going to do anything to you," Pharaoh said quietly. "Or at least I'm not. I'm just... Feel betrayed, is all." Then he broke free from Snowstorm's gentle grip, leaving the tunnel and heading down a different one, out of sight.