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[color=#D1D0CE]It was supposed to be a peaceful morning. Well-rested and somewhat well-fed, their lot were very much ready to take into the skies again when three figures appeared in the horizon. Skua craned his neck to peer at the three SandWings that had landed. They were big, bigger than them, and riddled with scars. He kept his eyes on their barbed tails; he'd only heard stories of what they were capable of. As one of the SandWings circled around to face him, they arched their tails menacingly. The barb waved above the female SandWing's back as she flashed her fangs at him. Skua felt a growl bubble in his throat. They weren't capable of actually killing them, were they?

The SandWing that spoke to Eclipse shot forward first, and apparently that was the signal. The female SandWing leapt towards him as well, the sharp point of her spear aimed straight for his side. Skua cursed and ducked out of the way, making sure to whirl his tail around and slam it into her side. His spines dug into her side and a splash of blood stained the sand as the other dragon screamed in rage and terror. As she fought to regain composure, Skua rushed her again and pinned her with his claws. Her shrieks rang in the air as he dug into her shoulders. [color=7ea7d8][b]"Leave, now!"[/b][/color] he roared. 

[b]"Never, you fat lizard!"[/b] she screamed back. In a massive lurch of her body, she knocked him off and went to scramble for her discarded spear. 

Skua snarled, cursing again; how could he have let her slip through his claws? Was he being too weak? He bolted after her, and as fluidly as he could, blocked her off from the spear that laid half-submerged in the sand. Her eyes glared at him with annoyance and fury before she launched herself at him, flames spraying from her maw. He had as much experience as fighting as she did, perhaps even more. Lowly dragons like her focused a lot on attacking and not very much on defending. He rose up to meet her, and the two grappled with claws and bared teeth and flames. Skua did not want to risk using his frostbreath and missing the writhing dragon, only for it to hit one of the others he was with. Yet... he himself had left his flank open. The SandWing was very much aware of this, he realized as her barb swing towards the gap in his defenses. 

But it was too late-- not for him, but for her. A black shape barreled into her side, knocking her back onto the floor. [color=7ea7d8][i]Dreamseeker,[/i][/color] Skua thought in surprise. [color=7ea7d8][i]But where is the other--[/i][/color]

The other SandWing was sprawled on the ground, his eyes scrunched close and his tongue lolling out onto the ground. Skua froze. How had she defeated him so quickly? 

Dreamseeker let out a roar as the SandWing clawed her face. Skua glanced between Eclipse and Dreamseeker in a panic. Both were engaged in battle, but the NightWing was the one that struggled most. Her body was lined with clawmarks, her expression one of worry. Even though she fought fiercely, there was only so much one dragon could do. Growling, he charged the dragon that clawed Dreamseeker and headbutted her in the side. 

[color=7ea7d8][i]Two against one'll be too much for her,[/i][/color] Skua told himself, grinning as the SandWing writhed under their claws. But he hadn't been too careful. The SandWing's tail lashed back and forth, seeking a target, and before long its tip gauged into his right leg. In an instant, searing pain washed up and down the wound, almost crippling him with pain. [color=7ea7d8][b]"Arrrrgh!"[/b][/color] he cried out as he ripped himself away.

[color=614051][b]"Skua!"[/b][/color] Dreamseeker roared. [/color]