Antelope was daydreaming (again) when suddenly the sky grew dark. The arrival of a huge battle scarred dragon blocked the sunlight as she she flew, inspecting the prisoners. That dragon was the type of white-ish dragon with the scorpion-like tail barb, and she was BIG. When the dragon went away, a voice said,"you're afraid of her aren't you?" She whirled around and saw another white-ish dragon on the pillar beside her. he curled his scorpion tail neatly around him. wasn't he scared that he might stab himself? "I take it you're a hybrid." he murmured, "Sanding and Nightwing? or Icewing and Nightwing?". "I'm neither." she said quietly, "not a hybrid either". "then what are you?" He asked, and then he looked like something crossed his mind. "you're from the lost continent?" he said aghast. "yes,"she whispered, "probably the first to cross the oceans." He looked at her with more than curiosity now. "what do you call your tribe?" he asked. "my name," antelope said, " is antelope." "and my tribe is the Hive wings."
I know, I said it before. Shade DOES look like cricket. I know.
