Goshawk glanced up at his father. His father the SkyWing. Also who had happened to help destroy Queen Wasp. 

Goshawk stretched his oversized wings. His Aunt Crystal often said that he was the perfect combination of the two tribes-strong and fast like a SkyWing, frostbreath and camouflage like an IceWing. Not that that stopped his cousins from calling him an owl.

Queen Snowfall swept into his room. 

"Hi, Mom." Goshawk said.

Snowfall grinned. "Hey, Goshawk. Have you seen your Aunt Mink anywhere?"

Goshawk thought for a second. "I brought her a lemming this morning for breakfast. In her room."

Snowfall nodded. "Thanks. Oh, and you're going to Jade Mountain Academy this year." 

Goshawk hissed. Jade Mountain Academy was going to be the worst.