‘What an honor!’ exclaimed Tiglon in his heart.
In the den under the Highledge, Tiglon looked at Firestar quietly. Firestar was sleeping. He
wrapped around his long tail and curled himself into a tight ball.
Then Tiglon walked out of the den and stared at the cold, starry sky and prayed in his heart,
‘Please, mum! Guide my steps wisely and light the path of my destiny!’
Chapter 5 - The Quest of the Stone of Destiny
It was a tranquil night. Twelve-year-old Tiglon Flameheart Baryon dreamt that he was
prowling above the sky with stars. Suddenly, he saw two blurred figures. They then grew larger
and distinctly gradually came near to him. They were one man and one woman. The man looked
like him, but was much older, taller and stronger; while the woman was not another person, it was
whom he loved the most-Sasha, his beautiful mother.
‘Mum,’ Tiglon cried unbelievably and surprisingly. ‘And… eh… Dad?’
The couple nodded and hugged him. Tiglon closed his eyes to experience the warmness of his
mother and father. The warmness lasted for a long time.
Suddenly, something made his eyes open, and the thing he saw was not the starry sky or his
mother or father. He just saw everything had changed - the moon was shining ghostly, making the
sand of the desert silver. He heard the shrill cries of battle. He saw blood spilled over his whole sight.
Fantastically, Tiglon saw his father appear again. He was waving the Knife of Destiny and
fighting three bandits. The three bandits were swaying their sabers to his father, which made a
long cut on his back. He shouted and waved his knife more quickly. The knife blazed out blue
light and connected to the sky, the sky immediately made thunder and lightning which banged to
the three bandits.
‘Sasha! Get this knife and flee!’ Tiglon’s father yelled.
Tiglon saw his mother got the knife and ran with a baby. He recognized that the baby was
himself. Then, a sandstorm covered everything which made him blind, but the cries of battle still
echoed in his mind, and then faded away…
Tiglon woke up. Cold sweat streamed from his forehead and spine when he recalled the cruel
scene of the battle. Beside him sat the ThunderTribe leader, Firestar.
‘Tiglon, are you okay?’ He curled his tail up and asked.
‘Yes, I am okay.’
‘So why you were shouting and yelling just now?’ asked Firestar.
‘Uh…just a nightmare…’ said Tiglon.
‘Tell me about your nightmare,’ asked Firestar.
Then Tiglon told him about his nightmare, about all that he saw and heard.
‘Tiglon, can you describe the three bandits for me again?’ Firestar asked.
‘One was tall and thin, one was short and fat; and the last one was medium sized…’
Firestar interrupted him and suddenly slapped against the wall with one of his powerful paws.
‘I will take my revenge if I find them.’ He murmured.
‘Who are they, Firestar?’ Tiglon was cautious and amazed as he had never seen Firestar lose
control of his temper on such an occasion.
‘The thin one is called Bone Snake, the fat one is called Ice Hoot and the last one is called
Blood Scourge.’ Firestar replied.
