(A Few Months Later...)

[Instead of a picture, I have attached a WIP animatic I'm making, and it's supposed to be accompanied with the song "Eyes Blue Like The Atlantic" by Sista Prod (the audio had to be cut due to copyright..). Anyway, enjoy!]

     "I heard there was going to be a school dance in about a week," Empyrean stated. Flint looked up from what he was eating.

     "Really?" Flint and RedRunner asked at the same time. Flint thought his brother had been warming up to Empyrean ever since Redfeather became a thing.

     "Yeah. We would have the opportunity to sing on stage, dance to the music, drink, and ask our dates out," Empyrean offered, winking at Flint. Flint grinned cheekily. I'd like to see RedRunner singing! his mind chuckled.

     "Maybe if we talk to Kyte, Mightyroar could come!" RedRunner said to Feather. Flint had never met his brother's NightWing friend, but assumed that he was a good dragon since RedRunner and Feather talked about him so much.

      Flint himself already had a plan to ask Empyrean to the dance. And that that's what he did:

     "Hey, speaking of the school dance, would you like to go with me?" Flint asked Empyrean. She smiled.

     "I would be honored!" she chorused. She almost grabbed his talon, but he pulled it back, remembering his Firescales.

     "Oh right, Firescales," she commented, rubbing the back of her neck.

      About a week later, Kyte announced to the school that there would be a school dance at 8:00 pm if anyone was interested.

      In the two hours of free time he had before the dance started, Flint prepared himself. He caught RedRunner picking a bouquet of flowers for Feather, his date to the dance.

     "Hey, would you mind making a bouquet for me to give to Empyrean?" Flint questioned.

     "Oh, sure!" RedRunner agreed.

      About 15 minutes before the dance started, RedRunner brought Flint the bouquet.

     "Thanks," Flint whispered as they walked into the (ballroom?). RedRunner ran straight to Feather, leaving Flint to find Empyrean on his own. He looked around the room, hardly seeing anything through the purple light. He soon turned his gaze to the drink table where he spotted the glossy fuchsia scales of Empyrean's tail. Looking up to her face while beginning to run forward, he quickly realized something devastating. Flint stopped dead in his tracks, dropping the vase from pure shock. Straight ahead, right beside the barrel of beer, Flint stared on as a drunk Empyrean kissed a SandWing Flint couldn't identify in the dim purple light.