Chapter 7

BushThorn woke up to something nudging her back, "10 more minutes" she waved her wing dismissively and curled into a ball.

"BushThorn wake up" Wraths snarling voice filled her ears, BushThorn shoot up and she heard Father, "ow".

"So you're here for a day and a half and you are already getting a little too comfy" Wrath squinted his eyes.

"No Wrath she was just helping me with me missing my flock" Father explained.

"Alright but BushThorn I need you to come with me" Wrath turned around and waved his tail demandingly.

BushThorn said bye to Father and then followed Wrath to the main cave. She saw Frostbite chaind in the middle and not in the usual corner, "what's going on?" she asked Wrath.

"You'll find out soon enough" Wrath answered, he told her to stay at the bottom of his rock then jumped up. BushThorn sat down and stared at all the angry cloud slashers, "Needle you can take over" Wrath called out.

"Right, Frostbite it's time to pay for your crimes, recording to QuiverWing you are the one who first killed off the chameleon dragons, you torn us from our territory and you along with Petle scattered and killed the fire spits flocks!" Needle abounded.

'Wait! No! they can't harm him' BushThorn thought desperately. "You can punish me all you want but remember only one bit then I will know your blood line! I can erase it from the face of Yutar and even the cloud slasher species!" Frostbite threatened.

"You also chased the frildons from there homes and killed most of them!" Needle continued and ignored Frostbites threats.

"You do know that he's immortal so what punishment are you thinking of?" BushThorn was genuinely curious of what they were gona do.

"We are gona keep him locked up! and when we find the rightful king or queen we are gona banish him to the out lands!" Needle answered. "You are not troubled with this are you?" Needle changed, BushThorn froze she hates her mother but Frostbite has always been a friend, father figure.

"Needle! leave her alone!" QuiverWings hiss filled the main cave.

"Fine! but I won't let her get away if she's against us!" Needle squinted his eyes and BushThorn got it. 'All the dragons who are suspicious of me are leaders, Wrath wants to protect everyone and Needle wants to keep his flock safe and I'm a potential threat to them' BushThorn just nodded and sat down.

Wrath ordered a couple of ice thangs to take him to the cage with the other imprisoned dragons are kept. BushThorn went over to QuiverWing but was stopped by Wrath calling her name out, "we are not done yet!" he hissed.

"Oh sorry" BushThorn went back to her place and sat down.

"As I am aware most dragons are not comfortable with BushThorn being able to walk around freely!" Wrath announced. "So I will be keeping her locked in her sleeping chamber until we can know we can trust her!" Wrath declared and BushThorn just sighed as this was the number one punishment Petle gave her.

"Chaker chain her to her bed and QuiverWing can deal with her meals" Wrath ordered but it was nothing like Petle it was more asking. BushThorn did not fight she knew that something like this would happen and now it has came, "I don't know you but I will judge you from your actions" Chaker was not aggressive or passive aggressive he was just informing her.

"Nice to know" BushThorn said once the chains were in place, she was taken to her moss bed and she saw a new bar was put above the heater.

Chaker tied the chains to the bar and left, BushThorn was not tired as she sleeped most of the day and she felt her throat was dry. She spent most of her time there fiddling with the moss and she lost count of how long she was there, 'I know that QuiverWing and Scorch don't get back until late' she hufft. "Don't mind if I join?" Fathers voice came from the entrance, BushThorn turned her head and saw him sitting at the entrance.

"Actually I was hoping for it" But felt extremely bored.

"Oh well let me get comfy,I was getting a little lonely and I thought that you might be lonely when QuiverWing informed me of what happened so I came over" Father explained.

"I am and these chains sure do ich" BushThorn complained.

"I'm sorry of what he did to you" Father lifted the chain up with one claw and dropped back on the ground.

"It's ok, they just don't know me" BushThorn scratched her nose.

"If they saw you the way I see you would be the most loved dragon here" Father joked, BushThorn felt a little uncomfortable with that comment.

"Thanks" she shrugged trying not to over think it.

"So who was really close with on the mountain? I mean surly you would of had a friend" Father asked.

"To be honest Frostbite was the only one I was close with then QuiverWing, I was the only hatchling/dueviniel there" BushThorn beryed her nose back into the moss.

"I see" Father had a strange expression and then bit his lip, "you won't be able to see much of him in the future" he mentioned.

"I know" BushThorn sighed, "I know that I will make lots of new friends but I will miss him a bit, he was the only true father figure I had" BushThorn explained.

"It's gona be hard for you to see him go then" Father mentioned.

"Yeah" BushThorn sighed once again.

"You look like you could meet a new friend" Father walked out before she could talk, she waited for a couple of minutes then he came back with Volo and the other fire spit. "So I was told you could use a hug, I hope my brother didn't take all your hugs" the other fire spit said, "I'm Clafy" she nodded.

"Nice to meet you, what do you mean by my hu- oh" BushThorn jumped back a little when she hugging her to the point she can't move too much.She felt Father hug her as well then Volo joined but not as energetic as the other two.