The dog lunges for me, and instead of staying up in front like I'm supposed to, I scramble backwards, running into two of the defensives. I trip, and they trip with me, until the entire formation's ruined. Starshadow jerks on the chain linked to the dog's collar, and it yelps in pain, sitting back and rubbing its neck with its hind paw. "Skyflight!" Rockstorm bellows, abandoning his post at the side of the clearing and charging straight for me with Featherflame in tow. "What under the sky do you think you're doing?" I walk away from it all. I jump, startled. Are those my thoughts...?