Honeybee didn't expect to be divided into groups, or Winglets as the dragons here called it. They said there would be one dragon from each tribe here, yet there were no silkwings.
Man, would Wasp not like this. Dragons from each tribe in this one school? She would not like that.
Sunny, surprised at Honeybee's arrival, put her in the copper Winglet.
It was full of odd looks. Lots of odd looks.
She shared a sleeping cave with a seawing, skywing and nightwing. The nightwing, who's name was Shadow, gave her an even odder look than the first time these dragons saw her, and he kept staring, and staring, and staring. The seawing, who was cerulean, was ironically named Cerulean. The skywing, when she introduced herself she spoke quickly, but then kept quiet.
That skywing, Crimson, she sure has a bunch of battle scars. Was there a conflict before I arrived?
She also didn't know that there would be another conflict, with the gold Winglet.