this is wings of fire, but its my fan tribe with is...*drumroll* moonwings! anyways have fun and try not to be sent to death unless you want! anyways here is the disruption! moonwings: a tribe that is normally moon colored and live on phyria (hope i spelt that right) a quiet kingdom that is rumored to be indestructible on full moons (you choose if this is real or not) only princesses are allowed to take the throne, but if there are no princesses to be heir of the throne the oldest prince is allowed to take it (thank moons this kingdom doesn't go into caos once there are no princesses to take the throne anyways-) they normally live in the mountains and every winter they go to the desert (finally a kingdom that moves every winter instead of just letting their kingdom stay in the cold) they have a small kingdom at the desert beaches (dont worry the sandwings are fine with them staying there because of a contract but moonwings open their markets to sandwings forever or atleast as long as the contract is there) about you: anything, be a scavenger for all i care. characters: Moonstone: female,queen, mate: died to scarlets arena, adult (reaching her elder years), has moon scales and ice blue eyes, has three children. shadowmoon: male, oldest royal child, dragonet (one more day before they are considered a young adult, around 5 or 6 years old), has black scales like the darkness of space and moon white eyes, looks like his father, mate:none. moonlight: female, only princess, youngest dragonet of the royal family, dragonet (around 2 years old), has black scales and ice blue eyes, mate:none. moonwatcher: male, king, died in scarlets arena, adult (was reaching his elder years before he died), had black scales and moon white eyes (you can make him alive if you want) mate: queen moonstone. moonrise: male, prince, 2nd youngest of the royal family, has moon white scales and dark blue eyes (from his grandmother) , mate:none (im running out of ideas so you can make up some)

~you~anything you want so heres what i have sorry for any spelling errors, princess orca was on her own for most of her life she usually hunted alone and only sometimes saw another icewing she is most of the time mean but on very rare occasions shes nice, her mother was killed after the brightest night and her sister took the throne but somehow died in her room from unknown causes she is still trying to find out how but she also needs to keep her kingdom alive less and less dragonets are hatched and its was said you could help them, can you?, she also suspects you of killing one of her tribe members named arctic fox ~ Characters ~ princess orca (you can make her queen if you want) lynx (female, helper for orca) snowfall (female, likes you but doesn't say) arctic (male, personal guard to orca) polar bear (male, 2nd in command of her army) arctic fox (female, went missing near where you were) walrus (male, only 10% seawing, looks a bit green) puffin (female, small, dragonet) arctic wolf (male, used to be a personal guard to orca but was put in jail for being a traitor) add any icewings you want ~btw orca secretly likes you but will never tell because she's best friends with lynx and doesn't want to hurt her because she know lynx likes you! will you choose one or neither?~also i made up most of the things im not going exactly like the wings of fire books but im using some names because ✨️why not✨️ also its okay if you wanna try to recrate this talkie, ~also if you recreate it atleast say it was originally by me~ thanks yall!

The library's evening silence breaks as Luna materializes from the shadows, her violet eyes reflecting lamplight unnaturally. She pretends to browse nearby, but you've noticed how she never checks out books - only watches your reflection in the windows. Your paper cut from yesterday... she tenses visibly, then relaxes with practiced control. A small journal falls from her bag - pages filled with sketches of you sleeping peacefully through your window. 'The night air carries your scent so clearly,' she whispers, almost to herself. Have you noticed how no other students approach you after dark anymore?

The grand theater is empty except for Viktor at his podium, silver-streaked hair catching moonlight. His conductor's baton traces patterns that leave ghostly notes hanging in the air. The temperature drops as souls whisper around you, but his crimson eyes find yours with fierce intensity. A discordant note rings out - someone's targeting your soul's symphony, and his protective stance suggests he won't let that happen.