"HA! Thought you could fool me, dragonet?" Scarlet snarled. Glory growled angrily. "Three moons, no, you don't!" "PERIL! AT HER!"
Peril leapt at the RainWing, and sat on her. She knew it
wasn't the perfect way, but who cared? Blood gushed
out of Glory's mouth, her scales hotter than ever. She
needed an IceWing to breath on her. Yes, that was what
she needed.
Clay was going to dump her, she just knew it. She walked away from the bloody RainWing's dead body, and mouthed to Clay, "Sorry," as she passed him, but he just shoved her aside, and growled in disdain. "Forget it."
Peril was truly sorry, but she didn't realize:
BURN HAPPILY CLAPPED HER HANDS TOGETHER. THIS MEANT SHE WAS THE QUEEN, ACCORDING TO HER.
and
SCARLET WAS A TRULY EVIL VILLAIN WHO WANTED TO KILL HER MOTHER AND USED HER IN A CRUEL WAY.
Peril wanted to be an outcast/run away. That was the only thing she wanted to do. Three words/two words. Be an outcast/run away.
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