Something was making its way up the Malhawk’s engine, which could be identified by the sound of miniature bombs and vrooming of a motorbike. Dingo, who looked as if he had seen a ghost,  hid in the ship’s balloon floating in different directions. Gabby, whose eyes adjusted to the darkness as the twinkled in the hints of the moon, could model a dark figure in the distance.  It had a colourful hue yet scars and metal claws flourished out the colours and Christine saw a titanic parrot brought from the dead.  “IT’S A TRAPPER! said Gabby, AND IT LOOKS WORSE THAN ANY OTHER.” Gabby, whose eyebrows brushed along her squinted eyes, helped the trapped bird upon the ship’s deck as it tripped several times.

“It must have had very loving owners if it is this injured.” Said Dingo

“It probably roamed free in the park and got lost.”

The trapper was shivering, you could just imagine the icicles forming on its beak it looked like it had frostbite. Dingo rushed off in tears, he was hiding something. He rushed off to get slarnberries that helped it a little bit.

The dragons come in all elements water fire and earth,

their mother was happy thankful just because of their birth,

but one was long forgot because she was shallow,

because of her element and her element was shadow,

she spawned demons from the sky,

she made babies cry,

her heart was dark like the Grinch,

and she would always laugh as she snitch’s

so be careful as you approach,

her death was just a hoax,

she lives beneath the ground,

and then she will carnage around.