a ln odd bright pink dragon washes ashore while you were flying over a beach with your SeaWing friend, Pond. She awoke soon after, already snarling. It took her a few moment to realize you landing on the shire near her. Pond flew off to see if he could find out what tribe this six-winged dragon belonged to. When she did spot you, her pupils narrowed and her whip-thin tail lashed. She was unheathily thin, along with scarred from snout to tail.

"Who are you, where am I?" she growled at you.