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Eclipse looked around the courtyard, an uncomfortable feeling prickling across his scales. The idea of being enclosed in such a small space with no way to escape or fly was likely one of the greatest fears of many of the dragons across all of the kingdoms. It was certainly one of his. He followed after the others and felt another flash of surprise at another hybrid that appeared to be here guarding the cells. Seemed like this entire place was here just to confuse him.

As they stepped up to the cell he had to stop himself from shuddering at the malicious tone to Drought's voice. He didn't know her at all but he got the impression that it would take very little to set her off, and lose whatever small amount of favor they'd been able to gain. He peered around Drought's other side and stared in shock at the dragon that was inside. He'd never seen a RainWing before nor had any of the scrolls that he read given any kind of description to what they looked like, but this had to be one. He'd never seen any other dragon that looked like this one. This dragon was unique in both form and color with scales that made him think more of a SeaWing, but built more like SkyWing with the slender neck and snout. 

This RainWing looked to be anything but lazy though. With fury burning in her blue gaze and a tense posture just on the other side of the bars. Stealing...that still didn't give any explanation to why the RainWing was in the middle of the desert. His eyes flicked to Aardwolf who shuffled uncomfortably from where he stood a little ways off. [color=ed1c24][i]Wonder if he had something to do with her getting caught.[/i][/color] 

[color=ed1c24][b]"So how is she going to help us?"[/b][/color] Eclipse turned his attention away from the RainWing briefly to look at Drought, [color=ed1c24][b]"We just ask her about the poison and see if she'll tell us?"[/b][/color] He didn't want to make assumptions, but he didn't think this dragon, trapped as she was, had any kind of interest in helping any of them.