Misfits

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Peril sat and thought about her encounter with Icestar. He seemed nice and was more than willing to help out the others. Peril quickly thought about a plan for tomorrow. Some how the skywing looked familiar. Like she had seen her before. Peril pushed the thought aside. She made a mental note on everyone.

Icestar was dangerous. So she decided not to use him first. If I am to not be a monster then I will not kill.
Mullberry was hard. If she could only control her powers then she could trap the three dragons.
Crevas was different. If he were to use his barb he would potentially hurt someone. So he to would not be used.
Abyss could be helpful. She could turn all shadowy and free Clay.
Wave could blind the dragons with his light long enough for them to escape.
Peril had her plan. She looked back at the sleeping dragons. Abyss was practically invisible. Mullberry had vines slowly coming from her. And Icestar had ice growing around him. She sighed. They were a group of misfits. But then a thought hit her. If she had come from a whole new tribe, what about these dragons. Were they from different tribes? Peril pushed that thought away and layed down. Closing her eyes she thought of Clay. Poor. Poor Clay.

A/N I am soooo sorry about the shortness. I promise that the next one will be longer.

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