Spectro regreted that. Why did he give in to his gluttony? He had wanted food, so stole some. Now he was held down by two dragons that looked like they really wanted to get back to bed. Queen Scarlet was paceing in front of her, and turned around toward him. "You're interesting, Rainwing. Not only were you able to sneak into my palace, but you seem to have some sort of disability." she put a claw under his chin, staring hard at him with lemon yellow eyes. "Who are you anyway?" She hissed. Spectro didn't answer, knowing that it would be extremely stupid. "You know," Scarlet continued after a moment,"You do look familiar... Didn't Queen Dazzling tell me about you?"
Spectro stiffened as she went on.
"I better send a messenger for you. We never know... But I could give you to Burn... She has a hobby of collecting dragons like you. It will be and amazing experience... At least for me!" She added cheerfully, her eyes full of want for the strange dragonet. "Or I could keep you myself... You would be horrible in the arena though." She paced and sat down on a throne literally made of gold. Scarlet waited a moment, sharpening her claws. "Kestrel!" She screeched after a while. A tired looking blood red dragon flew down to her throne. "Yes, your majesty!" She grunted. "I want you to bring this dragonet to the showing cage. He won't escape easily, and he will put on a nice display for a couple of days before Dazzling comes." The dragon nodded, and opened her huge wings. More guards put chains on Spectro and the Skywing, Kestrel, picked him up as easily as picking up a scavenger. Soon, they were far up above the surface. Spectro wriggled at first, but realized how stupid it was. Falling from this height will kill him even more than what Dazzling will do to him. Kestrel landed in a hallway not unlike the one he was found in. It was a feasting hall, but now it was empty. The skywing heaved him up and put him in an orient bird cage. It was small, and hung precariously from the ceiling. The bars were thin and close together, ruling out escape but allowing dragons to look in.
Spectro sighed inwardly as he was thrown in, and the chains were taken off him. He bat his wings, fluttering helplessly in the tiny space. His wings pulsed angry shades of flame and Spectro layed down. He folded his wings, tucked his tail, and went to sleep.
Later that night he was woken to hear a roaring crowd. It wasn't from the hall, but outside it in that earthen dome. Spectro could barely see over the wall, but he thought he saw a Sandwing and an Icewing fighting. They were pounding at eachother, using poison and ice breath to knock the other down. Queen Scarlet was watching smugly from a raised platform. Spectro shivered, thankful that he wasn't going to be in there. Then he remembered the threat, no, reality that Dazzling was coming to get him. The dragons suddenly gasped when the Icewing toppled and a.. Scavenger? Spectro tried to get a better look at it. It was colorful, and called out to the crowd. Then it escaped, to everyone's amazement. Spectro was surprised, and thought of how far the little creature would get. He then curled up, and tried to sleep.
Merely a hour later he was woken again by more shouting. This time, the Skywings, Mudwings, and few Sandwings were feasting in the area below him. A Skywing was jiggling the cage, trying to get Spectro to wake up. It looked at him curiously with red eyes. Spectro hissed at it, and it growled. It's whip like tail hit him, and Spectro roared with fury. The dragon was gone for a minute, then all the sudden a crowd of them were around him, poking and leering at him. "Go away," he said. "I want to sleep." They ignored him, calling up more and more of their friends. Shots of fire, pokes with barbed tails, and plenty more teasing filled Spectro's night. He eventually ignored them all, curling up with his claws over his ears, and his eyes shut tight. The shouting all round him slowly faded as dragons went to bed. Spectro finally went to sleep, the sound of the Icewing's screaming and the strange scavenger filling his dreams.