Embers floated upon the stale air. Pitch clustered where the light couldn't grasp. Nothing but the void of silence entered between them all. The bodies that had been picked out among the rest to do what was needed. To react for their benefit. Return them all back into the sun and the top of the airways. It had been like waking up from a dreamless dream. Eyes popped open, her body covered beneath a sheen of dust and cavern moss. Tender and stiff in all her joints, wings massed open and wide beneath her. Feathers of stark white so dirty that you couldn't see the imprinted marking of jeweled blue on each individual feather. And all she could see was umbra. It was suffocating, threatening to rip her breath from her lungs as she struggled to find the power behind her voice to belt out the scream in hopes that this world had been nothing more than a nightmare. Alas that wasn't where it was meant to be. Their rule had crumbled eons ago. The creatures of flight had fallen from their roosts beside the drop of their ruling king; the Spectre Dragon Mar'luin. No matter how she tried, her memory couldn't pull back to remember what happened before the hibernation took over. And even more so she didn't understand why her race had been buried beneath the soil of the earth. Even Mar'luin couldn't explain everything, missing pieces to his own soul but felt the fiery anger that had been struck into his scales from those who had taken glee in making the harpies fall. The shifters... Scratching against the soil that was falling inwards, the three of them all looked to the other as best as they could in the dark. Each nodding and holding their breaths - none loving the dark and each waiting for one or the other to crack in frantic fear about being plunged in the dark. She was near that line. Wanting to scream and wallow, clawing at the earth until it fell in on her or she broke through. A light filter of misty light floated away from her eyes like her brethren. Each of them possessing a talent of magic that fueled the glowing of their irises. She was watching the one digging upwards at the dirt, chewing on her thumb talon with nervous anxiety. How she wanted to feel the sun on her body again. She didn't care about how she did it. She needed it. The ground shifted as the digging harpy jumped back flaring out his great wings to knock the embers that were coming from the single low lantern from the other's hands and snuffed out the light. A squeak echoed out of her, daring to jump forward to start screaming but stopped. Stopped with the few with her to look at the shifting dirt falling. Hands lifted up to cover her eyes from the shot of light breaking through to hit them all in a warming bath of sunlight. And that was all it took! In an jolt of running, the three of them scattered to push through the hole and wiggle up to the surface. The two men with her took to the air first expanding their great spans with a hoot and a holler, she crawled out last and stood on the earth with a deep breath, hungry. There was still sun! There was still life up here.... like Mar'luin said. Now... now was the time to invoke the truth. Pale eyes moved upwards before she sprung up into the air to dust off the white plumage with a strong gust, revealing the detailing of the blue lines of arcane marking on each feather with great intricate detail. Her attention was caught by that of her kin, each waiting for her before they shot off in hurried flight towards the looming city. They had a mission to do and they could easily do that once they hid along the roof tops of the monsters that trapped them.