Ceto flew above the mountains, she was surrounded by dragons. Dragons eft and right, up and down, why couldn't they just make a bit of space?

She swerved out of the way of a SkyWing dragonet ducked out of the way of a MudWing.

"Lets go closer to the forest." Emerald suggested, flying down to the tree's.

Ceto followed her down, her wide wings skimming over the woods.

"There's the mountain." Emerald pointed out.

"I never even saw it." Ceto said dryly.

Emerald flew over and rolled her eyes, twisting through the tree's.

Ceto landed on a ledge, "I can handle myself from here." She said.

"Alright, have a good time and don't forget to write." Emerald said.

"I will." Ceto promised.

Emerald waved and flew back towards the tree's her scales macthing the bright green of the forest.

Ceto turned back and walked into the mountain, there wasn't enough endless water forger taste though.

"Hi!" An overenthusiastic NightWing greeted.

Ceto blinked at her.

"Ceto right?" The NightWing asked.

"I am Ceto." She confirmed.

"I'm Fatespeaker, here is your welcome scroll and your map!" The NightWing said, stuffing scrolls into her talons.

"Thanks?" Ceto said awkwardly.

"No problem! Your cave is fourteenth on the right!" Fatespeaker replied.

Ceto walked away, counting the caves.

A third of the cave was just water, the others being comepletely dry, a male RainWing who was curled up on a hammock was already inside.

"Umm, hello?" Ceto greeted.

The RainWing lifted his head, "Oh, hi."

"I'm Ceto."

"Mosquito."

Ceto nodded and looked at the last sleeping place.

"I doubt it's a SandWing." Mosquito remarked.

"Probably a NightWing." Ceto remarked.

Then a NightWing came in, Good timing. Ceto thought.

He had black scales with a green sheen and bright green eyes, his underscores and claws were midnight blue. He had a bag slung across his shoulder.

The NightWing looked at Ceto, with wide eyes.

What the Pyrrhia is his problem?