We've been flying for days now with no sign of Peril. My wings are getting tired, which I've told Amber many times. "We can't stop! If we do, we may never find Hannah-er, Futureseeker," she told me after the fifth time I complain. Suddenly, a SkyWing jumps out at us. "WaaAAuuHH!" I squawk. The SkyWing gives me a very weird look. "Um...who are you?" Amber asks, looking as confused as I feel. The SkyWing jumps back, whispers something the the silhouette of a dragon-which flaps away-then turns back to us. "I,um, might know something about...whoever you were talking about," the SkyWing says nervously. "Wait, back up," I tell her. "Who are you?" The SkyWing pulls her crimson wings close to her body. "I'm Red." "Yeah, we noticed," Amber says impatiently. "But what's your name?" "It's Red!" The SkyWing tells her. "Oh, very creative," I mutter. Red gives me a look that my mom gives-or gave- me when I mouthed off to her. Amber turns to her. "So you said something about helping us find our friend?"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1KEMDlKz5d0 Heh heh heh Clone Wars Here's some more: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fttf09mag9o Sorry this took so frooping long
