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[color=#D1D0CE][b]"Hhhhmmmm..."[/b] Drought narrowed her dark eyes at Eclipse's explanation. Her tap, long and spindly and tipped with the trademark SandWing stinger, flicked to and fro thoughtfully. [b]"The rainforest, then. Luckily for you, I have the perfect solution to your dilemma."[/b]

Dreamseeker's eyes widened. She might not have liked Drought, but she seemed genuine in her own way, and didn't appear to harbor any malignant thoughts. In fact, what thoughts she could pick up from that tangle of a mind were ones that expressed slight concern for her kind. The SkyWing kingdom was not [i]too[/i] far from the Kingdom of Sand. It wouldn't make any sense if she just outright refused to aid them. With a lazy sigh, the large SandWing lifted herself up from where she laid and approached. Now that she was closer, Dreamseeker saw that her pale gray scales were littered with scars of all shapes and sizes, as if she herself had been in fights that may as well have killed her.

[b]"Come. I'll show you to the holding cells. Jackal, Tortoise, keep watch over the tent. Aardwolf, come along,"[/b] Drought said nonchalantly. Dreamseeker remained silent, waiting for Eclipse to lead the way. She didn't want to hover too close to the SandWing-- her ebony stinger was absolutely huge, and she didn't want to risk getting scratched by it.[/color]