Feathers

Everyone seemed interested in how this would come to an end. Is the war still ongoing? Did the dark phoenixes stop having saturated their power? Did someone stop them?

"However, two of their kind did come together. It wasn't for any greater purpose or anything like that… they simply fell in love." Elwing smiled, gently unlatching the box.

"Imagine that, an ice phoenix and a fire phoenix coming together. It's nature's beauty at its epitome.

"But… As you might guess, their clans didn't approve of this. So, they ran. Sometimes hand in hand. Sometimes wing by wing. Sometimes in anguish. And yet still other times in happiness.

"They spent thousands of years on the run from their very own families… until one day, a miracle happened," Elwing undid yet another latch on the box.

"The miracle of a child… Half ice phoenix. Half fire phoenix. A new species entered the world… The very first Violet Phoenix: Amethyst.