A roaring river poured down from the tree covered mountain ahead, twisting and turning like a writhing serpent on its course down through the vibrant, green forest. The thin blades of afternoon sun sparkled like diamonds when they hit the churning sapphire river as it tumbled down a cliff in a cascading wall of water.
A beautiful slender wisp talon sat on a grass bank just above the thundering water fall. Her long tail was curled elegantly around her talons as she gazed over the island's deep green forest below. Bright emerald and silver rippled across her scales and draping wings. Slowly she stood up and had another look around. The thick green trees behind her hid the birds whose songs echoed through cool afternoon air. Leaves crunched under her silver claws as she padded down a path to the stream below the water fall. Her whip like tail swept the shrubberies aside releasing the deep earthy smell.
The spray from the crashing water created an arching rainbow over the stream. The wisp talon walked behind the waterfall into a small cave. The clacking of her claws echoed off into the abyss as she wandered in. Stalactites hung from the rocky ceiling and water dripped off them into a crystal clear pool below. The light lavender wisp talon leaned over to drink from the pool. The icy water rushed down her throat and into her veins, flushing her wings a brilliant rippling ocean blue.
Refreshed, the wisp talon padded out of cave and into the fading afternoon sunlight. The grass was soft under her paws as she walked back up the path way to stare at the gleaming water fall once more.
Suddenly a branch cracked in the forest behind her. The wisp talon whirled around, red and gold pulsing through her scales, but all was silent apart from the thundering of the water fall behind her. She waited as her ears swivelled this way and that, straining to hear any sound coming from the dark forest around her. Nothing broke the still quiet, not the rustle of a leaf nor the thud of a paw hitting the damp earth.
The wisp talon's heart started to slow and she breathed a sigh of relief.
But now the trees around her seemed to be too silent. The birds had stopped singing and the bright songs of insects had faded into the distance. The shadows started to grow longer as the sun slowly dropped down the sky, their black fingers seeming to be grasping for her wings and tail.
She started to feel a sense of panic growing inside her and the cold claws of dread were starting to scrape at her head. The urge to bolt was getting stronger and stronger. Finally it was too big to resist and she leapt into the air, struggling to gain height as she fought to get out of the clearing.
Without warning something grabbed her tail, dragging her out of the air. She landed with a thump on the hard soil. A dark shape loomed over her, its black wings like the smoke billowing from a volcano and its claws as sharp as the silver slicing through its scales.
“Got you Emerald!” the figure yelled, flashing his scales a rose pink.
“Zoolarth!” Emerald roared crossly, whacking his snout, “I have told you a million times not to scare me like that.”
“But you fall for it every time and the look on your face when you see it’s me is hilarious,” Zoolarth laughed, dodging another swipe.
Emerald rolled her eyes as she got to her feet, “Fine you got me, again, but next time you do it I am going to tell mother.”
“Fine.” Zoolarth giggled, wrapping a golden wing around his silver sister as they sat down be the roaring water fall to watch the crimson sun slowly sink below the far off ocean pillars.