☢ {You were a dragon captured by Queen Scarlet of the SkyWings. Along with some of your friends, you knew that there was no way to survive in Scarlet’s arena. As you woke up, you felt SkyWing guards unchain you and carry you down to the arena. You still had your wings clamped shut, but other than that, nothing else restrained you anymore. As you tried to wake yourself up, a dragon slowly landed about a couple feet away from you...}

Peril stood in front of the dragon, seeing it kinda half-asleep. She assumed the dragon was sleeping right before being brought into the arena. She let out a huff of strong, heated smoke and that seemed to catch the dragon's attention on her. Their face dropped as soon as they saw Peril, as if loosing all will to live.

She growled at that, hating that before that battle even started, they seemed to have given up. “Queen Scarlet would not be pleased with me if this dragon isn’t willing to put up a real fight...” she thought to herself. She didn't like disappointing Queen Scarlet, because she thought she was the only one who cared for her.

When Vermilion had finished accounting the who was fighting in the arena this morning, Peril didn't hesitate to start circling this dragon in front of her. While she was ready for this battle, she couldn't help but be guilty that she’d have to kill another innocent dragon for Queen Scarlet’s entertainment...