Ringlet was the first to speak in the silence that followed.
"Wow!"
The strange dragon laughed. "This dragonet is what, two years old? Hasn't even had her Metamorphosis yet, and she loves fighting and death! Come little SilkWing. You'd be of the best help to me."
"Ringlet can't come with you. She'd be in danger and I would be held at fault," Skye said.
A voice echoed from the entrance to the dungeons. "Ringlet! RINGLET!"
"That's Ermie," Ringlet sighed. She gave the knife to Skye. "Keep this safe for me okie?" Smiling, she scampered away.
Skye turned back to the LeafWing. "I'll need to think about it before I decide to help you. What's your name?"
"Birch. Yours?"
"Skye."
"Well then, goodbye Skye. I hope to see you soon with the key to this cell."
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"You're telling me, a LeafWing in those dungeons watched you and Ringlet kill Rove and wants your help?! What was Ringlet even doing down there?!" Ermine flared his wings, anger in his voice.
"Well I think it's cool. We should help, uh, what was her name?" Bullet said.
"Birch."
"Well we should help her!"
Ringlet could barely stay still. "YEAH!"
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