Glory

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"I'm not. Worried I mean." She answered to Strongwings. They had been talking and he was threatening to hurt her. He wasn't going to though, he was just trying to impress Fierceteeth. 

What a strange dragon? How can I escape without drawing attention? Also, FIGURE OUT WHERE THE MOONS I AM! Glory thought. Strongwings gave Fierceteeth a glassy eyed stare, also saying with an expression, 'do you love me now?'  She noticed whilst they were talking amongst themselves, the sandwing was carrying a key. The key to her chains.

"Good entourage, two nightwings and a sandwing, certainly not going to draw attention." She said condescendingly. That got their attention. "Anyway," Fierceteeth said, waving a claw "what do you think about my... proposal." Glory didn't let any emotion crawl into her scales, although they wanted to burst out screaming 'COME AT ME and WHERE AM I and YOU'LL BE SORRY.'

"What I think? I think no." 

She glared at Glory.

"Still, I'll take it by force if we have to. I mean, do you really think that we thought that you'd just hand it over there you go?" I mean, I did until you said that. Her brain rang. "What do you think will happen if their leader isn't there?" A horror crossed across her brain. They just wanted me here as a distraction... all my friends... 

"But we'll leave that to her. What your fate will be anyway." After she said that, orange scales walked in the room. She was looking face-to-face with Scarlet of the skywings.

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