Chapter seven

Fun in games

 

Draco looked up in the sky. It was still morning, the sky was still blue. He knew it was 8:01. Today, all Draco wanted to do was sleep all day.  They came to the place they usually play. It had tall grass, no trees, and it was in a clearing. This day they were doing practice battles, Wingslash was the judge because he had the diamond blades. Draco was on team red, with Firewing. He looked at her torn wing, it was not torn anymore. He knew that the Luna medicine should have healed it that night. Midnight and her friend, Avonlea were partners on team red. Draco felt something missing; he knew it was his old mentor, Jewel. She used to be on Fire team, but during a war, her parents died. She thought it was Fire team’s fault and went to evil team. He heard Wingslash’s call. “Firewing vs. Midnight!” Draco looked at Firewing; he knew she didn’t like fighting people. Draco felt the breeze around him, it felt good. Draco closed his eyes, and then he heard “Tie!”  Draco opened his eyes; both Midnight and Firewing were down.

They both limped to the rock so they could rest. “Now Avonlea and Draco!”  Wingslash said. Draco got up to his feet. “I can take her!” thought Draco. His claws unleashed. He started to fly straight at the body. When he nearly got her she clawed him into a tree. Avonlea wasn’t that tough. She slammed him to the ground, and then stomped on the ground. It was a sonic boom! He stopped at a cliff and rolled to the edge. He grabbed onto a vine, it wasn’t strong enough to hold him. The vine broke off, Draco fell to the ground. Dragon blood fell from his shoulder.  Then he hit the ground. “Draco!” they cried.

Author’s note: oh no!!!!!!!!! Also thanks Tucker G for Avonlea! This was kind of a short chapter……