Storm was flying high above the skies, looking for Abigor. Her anger over him hurting people she was getting close making her want to do some major damage to him. He needed to pay for what he has done to them.
After searching the skies for over an hour with no signs of Abigor, Storm decided to fly back down. She had calmed herself enough that she could rejoin the party and be a proper lady for the rest of the evening. As she landed softly back down in the orchard, she could hear a conversation that grabbed her attention.
"How do we know?" the gruff male voice asked impatiently. He didn't like what was going on, he knew what she was, but she was too young.
"Because all of the signs are there," came the female voice.
"She's too young. I don't want a repeat of what hap
