I had a mission, a special, very important one, in fact. I was excited and nervous at the same time...oooohh, how I did not want to fail! I flew over the remaining territory of my tribes kingdom before spotting Possibility. Scanning the town below, I kept my eyes peeled for a few dragons I was supposed to meet,
"No, no, no, no, not there, not there..." I muttered
"There." I whispered as I saw a SkyWing, MudWing, and another dragon or two talking to each other. I am really bad at picking out individual dragons from large crowds.
The SkyWing made a very good pun as a landed on the other side of the row of tents from them and I had to try to not laugh. Surprisingly, it worked. I thought of the little sister I had at home, only 2 years old, named Spinechiller. She was so little and helpless. I wanted to be standing up for her against those haughty other IceWing bullies, but my older brother, Denmark said he had it under control. (Does that fit into the storyline too? I read the plot a few times before I wrote this..but umm.)
ICEBERG FOCUS!!! YOU HAVE A MISSION!!! I screamed in my mind.
Deciding it was long enough, I walked over to the group of dragons.
"Hey, um, excuse me, but are you the dragons I'm supposed to meet?" I asked. "And uhh...my name's Iceberg.".