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[color=#D1D0CE]She always loved to fly. 

The night swathed her scales, rendering her almost invisible, even in the moonlight. It was the perfect opportunity to swing by the SkyWing palace in search of any clues to what had happened to Queen Ember. She had come to the Sky Kingdom to take part in her festival, which started with music and food and laughter and ended with screams and questions and tears. She tried her best to be careful in getting too close to the palace; she didn't want to attract any attention, especially the night after the assassination. Yet, her curiosity and concern had gotten the best of her, and she seemingly caught the eye of a rogue SkyWing that had been flying about at this time of night. 

Dreamseeker flinched at the curtness of his words. Oh no. She didn't want to be stopped by a guard-- or worse, a member of royalty. From this distance, she couldn't tell who it was that had started to approach her, but she wasn't keen on sticking around to find out. She tucked her wings close to her, diving away from the strange SkyWing and towards a nearby patch of woods. She had no chance at outflying a SkyWing-- even from here, she could tell his wings were much larger than hers. Her last resort was to lose him in the trees. [/color]