Proulouge




The black CaveWing looked up at the night sky, awestruck. "So this is your first time stargazing?" questioned the light brown FieldWing beside her.

"It's beautiful," she breathed. Never in her life had she seen anything so beautiful - besides the FieldWing beside her.

"Slate, you know you aren't supposed to be out here..." The FieldWing broke away from her.

Slate rushed to intercept him. "I'll take my chances Mongoose," she said grinning.

Mongoose sighed. "Fine. One more hour. I don't want you to get in trouble."


"I thought you'd say that..."

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