I don’t tend to like to shape-shifters*. I don’t know why, it just doesn’t scratch my itch, you know? Werewolves? Eh. Can take ’em or leave ’em, but I don’t care for the “pack mentality” that often happens. However, my knowledge of dragons is based on medieval stuff and the Slayers anime, and let’s face it, I love Filla to pieces.
So let’s talk about dragons–err… draki, which are the evolutionary descendants of dragons in Sophie Jordan’s Firelight. Draki live alone in sucluded and hidden villages in misty, forested mountains. They live in groups called “prides” (like lions). Our protagonist is Jacinda, her pride’s only fire-breather in hundreds of years. But her twin sister, Tamra, never “manifests” (turns into draki form).
Jacinda is fond of sneaking out and flying during the day, which is against the rules because someone might see them. Someone does, and naturally it’s a pack of draki-hunters. Miracle of miracles, one of them is a handsome boy her age who saves her ass by leading the others away from her. Though she survived, the stunt makes her mother decide it’s too dangerous in the pride. She packs them up and moves them to a small desert city that very night.
In the new city, of course the hunter boy, Will, is in her class at school. Of course he is. Which is fine. Coincidences happen, I can accept that. Jacinda falls madly in love him, almost on sight, because something about him draws her to him, and she knows he’s different. That’s what romance in high school is like, really, so points for that. Her sister Tamra is thrilled to be away from the pride since she was always an outcast, as is their mother who only remained for her (now dead) husband. Jacinda hates it, except for the part about being near Will. Who is from a family of hunters that will kill her and wallpaper their house with her skin if they find out.
This book is 1 part Star-Crossed Lovers, 1 Part Teen Angst At Mom, 1 Part Magic and Kissing, with a fair amount of teen angst just because she is a teen, a lot of whining, pining, and indecision. I enjoyed it (thanks in part to the narration by Therese Plummer, who did a fantastic job) but I have a lot of confusing ~feelings~. Much like Jacinda.