The Dragonkin Tribe

The Dragonkin scouts trod carefully, ensuring they observed their surroundings as they headed back to their base.

Something about the eerie silence of the night, as well as the ominous chill, made it seem like they were being watched—at least, according to the leader of their group.

"Pick up the pace guys. We need to report our findings to the Tribe Leader." Sirius stated to his followers.

He had gleaming blue scales and matching blue eyes. Something about his expression indicated he was worried, but also in a hurry. The twenty dragonkin warriors with him nodded in response to his instructions, and they swiftly moved into the night.

Before long, they arrived at their destination—the base of operations for their current plan.

"You should all rest. Lydia, come with me. We will both report our findings to the Leader." Sirius glanced at the lady dragonkin closest to him.