Almost as soon as she slipped through the door, she was stopped. Two dragon like creatures blocked her path. They had the typical dragon like facial features, though the muzzles were more slim with an almost beak like mouth. With long and slim bodies covered with lean muscle, they had 6 limbs. 4 front legs, the first pair with almost finger like toes for grabbing. Long tails curled behind them, 4 digits spread at the end and soft, glowing colors showed themselves from where they hid. Four large looking wings were tucked in tightly against their bodies, making them look sleek and fast instead of bulky and slow. A smaller third sat behind them on its haunches, sitting almost dog like with its front limbs resting on its legs like a humanoid crouching to look at tracks. It was slimmer, and wore a white collar wrapped around its throat, a small red pendant clipped to it. Half glasses balanced on the bridge of its muzzle, and it was straining its neck to peer over its bodyguards. Instantly, Fleet felt like hissing at them, but clamped her jaw shut. The last thing she needed was to tick off 3 creatures who were definitely quicker and stronger than her, and were also in better health. She still felt dizzy from when she woke up, and her mind was still foggy from its death march. Eventually, the collar one got tired of trying to peer over the larger two and just pushed them out of the way enough that it was able to look at Fleet. It gave her a kind smile before sitting down and clearing its throat. "Hello. My name is Lanora. I know you must have many of questions, and i'll do my best to answer as many as I can, alright? Currently, you are on the planet of Islanor, meaning ' land of the swift fliers'. The species that I and my companions here are called Nyanier's. We are a race of 4 winged, 6 legged dragons, as i'm sure you've taken notice of." The dragon on the right sighed. "Lanora, I don't think this... THING know's what your saying. It's just staring at us as though we've grown 10 heads." Fleet's ears pinned back against her head and she wanted to swipe at him. She was in no way a THING. She was snapped out of her mad thoughts by the dragon on the right when, she guessed was a he, started a weird snort laughter and shoulder shoved the one on the left, squishing the definitely female dragon in the middle. "Dude, we are a species of 6 legged and 4 winged dragons. I wouldn't be all that surprised if we DID meet a two headed Nyanier." Lefty looked horrified while Lanora blinked and looked back and forth between the two. "In all actuality, there is a rather stable probability of that mutation occurring. It rates in at about 30% for every 5,000 Nyanier's born." Lefty's jaw was about on the floor while righty blinked at her. "English please?" Lanora sighed. "It means there is a chance of three chicklets out of five thousand being born with two heads, Skylander." Skylander blinked. "Ooh, ok. That makes sense. Anyways, Whiplash, I'm pretty sure the THING, as you like to call this creature, is a female, not an 'it' or a 'thing' and i'm pretty sure SHE knows exactly what we're saying. She isn't cutting her off cause she wants to know what the hell is going on." He looked at Fleet, who looked like she was about ready to try to creep away and was caught before she could try. "Am I right?" She pinned back her ears, staying silent before sighing. "Yeah, you pretty much hit the nail on the mark. And I am not an IT." She glared pointedly at Whiplash, who snorted and looked at his talons, as though checking for a hangnail. Skylander, who she liked much better then the other two, slid down into a laying position, his legs splayed and he cracked a yawn. "Since you look like all of Lanora's blabberin is shutting down yer brain again, i'll help yah out. Basically why you're here is cause someone found your dead body in da snow and our doctors wanted to use yah as a testing subject." Fleetfoot gave a sharp wince, gritting her teeth. Skylander was quiet for a moment, watching her keenly before continuing on. "They wanted to see if they could bring something back to life after its been dead for over 5 hours. According to our sciencey people, you've been dead for... 2,3 years? Apparently your body so well preserved by da snow, they were able to take cells from your body, your DNA and such to eh, heal or remake your organs n crap, I don't know. I ain't to keen on th science crap. Pretty much, as far as I can figure out, they replaced your heart and lungs. Also tweaked your optic nerve. I don't know why they needed to do that but hey, apparently you needed it." She nodded. "Does anyone have the slightest idea how I ended up on the planet in the first place?" Lanora looked surprized. "Are you saying you haven't been on the planet before?" Fleet shook her head. "I remember a intergalactic ship called STEVE and dying on it. Thats pretty much it. Im positive the ship never visited this planet, too. It DID once visit a planet that was all pink with killer mutant bunnies." She sighed. "Ah, good times. Nothing like cracking a rib or two and the medics doing nothing." Lanora gasped. "Medics not tending to the wounded when they are obviously in need of help!? How did that creature even get its licence!? Lives could have been lost!" Fleet just rolled her eyes and sighed. Skylander glanced over at Whiplash, looking surprised to see him holding a mirror and checking his teeth before he ripped it from his hands and gave it to Fleet. She nearly jumped back, startled by what she saw. The reflection didn't even look like her. Her coloring was a lot more faded, and her markings were ragged looking and weren't even glowing anymore. Her eyes possibly freaked her out the most. They were a dead white, peering back as though a soulless demon stared back with a mournful look. That's when she noticed the arcing scar along her throat and chest and she gently placed a paw over it, still feeling the tender flesh where it had once been cut. She took a closer look at the rest of her. Her body was bigger and longer, more lithe and agile. Her claws showed themselves without being unsheathed, showing just how much they had grown. She was also longer limbed, and her whole head looked different. It was short and squarish, but now was... rather rooish. And her ears had grown longer and larger, reminding her of a rabbit. She shuttered looking away from the mirror. "Dear god, I look like a zombie..." Skylander burst out laughing. "You mean yah looked different?" Fleet nodded mutely and Skylander quit laughing, his mouth forming a frown. "Well that sounds... kinda sad atchually. But hey! What are we sittin on our butts for!? Come on, i'll show yah around town!" He grinned at her and she gave a tiny smile. Skylander leaped up and took off down the hall, leaving Fleet to scramble after him. Lanora sighed, looking at Whiplash. "Something tells me this is going to be a very long day..."