"Let's go," Amity cried, tugging on Mightysight's arm. The two NightWings spun around in midair.

"Wait!" Someone called out to them. Mightysight stopped and hovered in midair.

A SandWing flew ahead of their group, apparently a messenger for them.

"Wait," the SandWing gasped, "Are you the NightWing escort?" 

The sisters looked at each other. Mightysight closed her eyes, trying to catch the futures. She glanced at Amity and sighed. Just don't say I didn't warn you, she thought.

"Er, yeah." Amity said not-so-smoothly.  "And you are the....?". The SandWing flapped nervously.

"We're the wing with Queen Ash. We were told someone would meet us out here." 

Mightysight nodded profusely. "Ah, yes, yes. Yes. Queen Ash." 

The SandWing wrung his talons. "Aren't you going to take us to the palace?" Amity exchanged a look with her sister. 

"Er-one moment, please." She told him, tugging her sister away. 

"What?" Mightysight asked.

"There's a NightWing patrol coming up here. The actual escorts. I can hear-" Amity paused for a minute, "Oh. Okay. Just play along." she hissed at Mightysight. 

"Alright," Mightysight said, approaching the SandWing. Amity jumped in. "We have another team coming to escort you to the palace. We're going to take you to them."

The messenger nodded. By now, the rest of the wing had caught up. 

"What's the hold up?" A female SandWing in the middle hissed. Obsidian eyes glittered all around. 

"Nothing," Amity said, "Just taking you to our hand-off group." 

In the middle, a really big SandWing growled. "Hand-off group?" 

"Er, you know what, let's just get flying." Amity said nervously. Mightysight rolled her eyes. 

The assemblage of pale dragons followed the two NightWings, muttering amongst themselves.

"Where are we taking them?" Mightysight hissed to her sister. Amity made a shushing noise. 

"Here we are." She mumbled. Three black dragons came into view. Amity furrowed her forehead like she was having a heated discussion. 

"We'll take them from here...Forethought." The front NightWing said suspiciously. Amity dipped her head in a bit of a bow and tugged her sister in the opposite direction. They watched the real escorts take them to the NightWing palace.

"D'ya know why they're here?" Amity asked after a while. Mightysight shook her head.

There was a loud whoop. Mightysight whirled in the air to see a familiar dragon swoop out from the ravine. 

"There you are!" He yelled. Amity faltered  in the air.

"Eagleclaws!" Mightysight shouted. Their brother, a strongly built NightWing with splatters of silver scales underneath his wings, lashed his tail furiously. 

"Mother has been looking for you! Sunrise was half an hour ago!" Eagleclaws said. 

"And you found us how?"  Amity asked. 

"Well," Eagleclaws chuckled, "Petiteness doesn't exactly run in the family." 

Mightysight whacked his wing. "Shut up, moonlicker!" Eagleclaws laughed. 

The siblings did looped around and dove down into the ravine. 

Their shop was carved into the sides of the stone. A wooden sign hung off a pole, protruding from the stone. Purple-tinged windows let light into the shop, filtering moonbeams and casting them everywhere. Glass globes with fire-lit candles in them hung near the wooden doorway and illuminated the windows from the inside.

A jewel-decorated landing area for dragons erected from the stone led into the doorway. 

There was a multitudinous thump as the three dragonets landed.

Mightysight pushed the door open and swept into the shop. Her home.

Silver hooks lined the walls. Amulets and necklaces dangled from them, throwing light everywhere. An ebony, semi-circular desk covered one corner, barring the door that led to the home. Glass cases covered rare gemstones and earrings stuck into soft pillowcases. 

Mother was busy arranging a set of gold wire jewelry on the back wall. She turned her head when they walked in.

"Mightysight! Amity! Where were you? You left for two hours!" she exclaimed. "You're lucky Eagleclaws found you!"

"We're sorry, Mother." They both chorused. Mightysight knew Mother wouldn't punish them very harshly, probably just sweeping the floors and managing the gems. 

"Oh, bother. Just go sleep." Mother said dismissively. 

Mightysight brushed at the semicircle desk. There was a series of clicks and whirs and a section of the desk sank into the ground, allowing her to pass through a space into their home.

There was a short, lamp-lit tunnel after the desk that then opened into a big, circular space. Three big caves opened onto this space. Mightysight was tailed by her sister, followed into the rightmost cave, their and Eagleclaws' room. 

Soft feather-stuffed mattresses were on each wall, heaped with purple and black blankets. Scroll racks were hung here and there, stuffed with rolls of paper. A circular table sat in the center, toys, jewels and chains strewn about. A rack of neatly organized tools lay by the amethyst Mightysight had been carving earlier. 

Mightysight watched Amity blow out the candles and Eagleclaws unhook the pinned-up violet sheets that covered the entry to their cave. The new sunlight filtered through faintly, lighting up the painted stars on the ceiling.

Mightysight fell asleep, but even sleep couldn't quench the curiosity of why there were new dragons in town.