A skywing laid on a hill on tin the plains before you.. the three (almost) full moons lit of the plains.. all the dragon tribes were united, and some still were sad. This was TigerEye, with an unknown past.. but he still looked longingly at the moons.. was he a hybrid? He had sandwing like features..he then noticed you.

“Oh.. Greetings, j didn’t realise dragons stayed up so late.”