Sleet realized he had frightened the dragon. He growled in a low, menacing voice, "Get out now or you'll get a face full of frostbreath. Or fire. Whichever you prefer."
Ocelot felt happy to tag along and get out of the rainforest. Finally, I'll get some real prey to eat. He jovially fell into step with his brother, saying, "So, Mud kingdom, then?"
Rift heard the tension lift from the distant dragons and bobbed above the river. A snarl from behind him made him whip around, but it was only an alligator, so he easily snapped its neck. "Dinner," he announced, slipping out of the water.






