Wingsong kept quiet about her meeting with Ashblaze. Nothing good came out of it anyway- she still didnt know how to get wings. As the night went on, Wingsong found herself falling asleep. She laid down on the cold grass, her eyes closing. It felt like only a second later when Wingsong woke up to Icewood’s snorting. ”What are you doing here? Get up!” Wingsong opened her eyes and saw the bright sun rays shining. She looked up at Icewood. ”How’d you get here?“ Icewood snorted again. ”My nose can smell things too.” Wingsong pinned her ears and stood. ”Where’s my brother?” ”He’s still with Stormwind and Sunmist. Your sire and dam are with them too.” Wingsong nodded, and followed her cousin back to the grove.
