The castle was made of gold.
At least, with the rising sun shining at Spectro's back it was. The vast walls were smooth and carefully crafted. The pillars went up as high as some of the mountains. The dome that spread behind it was strange, but Spectro didn't give it much thought. There were dragons the shades of flame darting around the palace, shooting out extensions and pummeling at eachother with their whip-like tails and sharp claws.
Queen Scarlet's palace.
Spectro was absolutely amazed. And scared. He ran behind the nearby tree when a skywing's gaze passes over him. The minutes oozed by as Spectro waited, frightened, for the Skywing to react. It shrugged, and went back to work.
Spectro's stomach grumbled, and he got a totally insane idea.
Night fell, and Spectro snuck out of his hiding place. His wings turned the same grey his body was and he slunk up the tall wall. It was as if he disappeared into the rock. Spectro looked around, trying to find an entrance. When he found one, he jumped in and dashed down the hall. He stopped at a statue made of black marble, and marveled it. A tall, more than life-size Skywing sneered down her nose. Looks like Queen Dazzling. It might be Scarlet... He thought when he spotted rubies and diamonds indented in her stone wings and face. Spectro continued down the hall. He occasionally stopped at a door, looked in quickly, and continued down. His claws barely made a click on the hard floor. Long flowing tapestries hung down from the tall ceiling, casting shadows onto the young Rainwing running down the corridor. When he finally found his destination, he flung open the door. The rich smell of food washed over him. Spectro was staring into the storage room. A small sputtering torch in the corner lit up the space, illuminating the pile of food. Spectro leaped at it, his will giving in to the luxurious sight. He ate his way through a good bit of it before regaining sense. He filled his bags with a good amount of it and picked up a few more he made out of rabbit skin. Soon he was almost keeling over with the weight on his back. He continued to eat a little more, oblivious to the steady clicking of claws coming closer and closer. He only stopped gorging himself when he heard a small "Ahem." Spectro jumped, looking around guiltily. A small orange Skywing stood in the doorway, grinning wickedly. "Who are you, I may ask?" she asked cheerfully. Spectro swallowed nervousely. Of all the Skywings, it had to be the Queen.