CHAPTER FOUR
The large black rectangular ship floated down from the sky. The humans below watched as the ground it landed on buckled under the weight of stone and inside contents. Lines in the stone formed and the stone in the lines appeared to melt away, first turning to sand and then reforming into a ramp.
When Ocelot first stepped out of the dark interior of the ship his first sensation was the breeze blowing across his face. His hair was damp from the humid interior atmosphere that the dragons endured for, well none knew how long exactly. There best estimates, living in the black of space and without the sun to rotate around, it had been at least one season, if not longer.
Soon others joined him, Claskan was second to exit the ship and after that every non-essential dragon left the
