I raced through the trees, two dragons hot on my tail. I could feel the snout of one brush against my tail, so I dove. Of course if I could have changed colors to blend in, I would have lost these two. But no, I was a stupid useless rainwing.

"Stop! She's not worth it." One of the dragons yelled

I watched as the two Blue shapes hiss in frustration. This was my closest call yet. "I need to be more careful..." I thought as I  laid lower in the grass, hoping my scales would change color a little.

"We'll get her later..." The male hissed

"I don't think so..." Hissed someone behind them. A bright red body slowly emerged from the shadows, followed by two other figures, a brown mudwing, and a silver icewing. But I didn't care about those two, I cared about the Skywing Sandwing, Apollo,who was with them.

"Who are you?" One of the blue dragons asked fearfully

"Apollo, and your about to regret even coming to this part of the jungle..." He lunged at the nearest one, and bit his tail. With a flick of his tail, The mudwing and icewing lunged at the other one, pinning her to the ground.

I watched as the male flipped around so he was on top. He hissed his scales flashing to confuse Apollo. I move to get a better view. Suddenly I feel something hit me in the neck. I am awake just enough to see the battle stop as more things hit their necks too...