Plain stared at the cave. this was it. Nobody had noticed her, which was fortunate for her. She looked at the scroll one more time, making sure that these strangers were the dragons she was going to be with for about three or four years. Unfortunately, they were. She took a deep breath and took a step into the cave.  A rainwing popped her head up from a scroll titled, how to read. Plain noticed you had to know how to read to read  how to read. She had confused herself, and she didn't notice the barrage of questions untill the rainwing poked her in the stomach. She refocused on the real world. The rainwing was saying, "what's your name? Mine's kinajou." "Um. Plain." Plain mumbled. She looked around, instantly noticing a Nightwing and a sandwing sharing a scroll, and a seawing writing.  The icewing she had met outside was sitting on a ledge, giving the sandwing and Nightwing looks filled with enough venom to kill twenty dragons midflight. There was also a  flaming skywing on a rock ledge, watching some scrolls that had been left out fearfully. Plain sighed, sat on a moss bed, and took out her scroll. She began to read...