"Neoma." Neoma responded, still looking around. She had been dragged unconscious through all this area, and was now seeing it in real light.
"Wow. This is kinda cool. Like a beach, but... not." There weren't deserts like these on Pantala, just mainly beaches where she lived.
Neoma jerked away slightly as Sunspot landed with the dead antelopes. "Uh-" she began, then stopped. She had been living mainly off of fish for ages now, and wasn't sure she liked the smell of these creatures that looked like they had been singed slightly by the fiery dragon now crunching into them.
"No thanks..." Neoma said slowly, dropping the warping from under her scales and forming her blade. As she mentally commanded, it sped away and out of sight, in the direction of the water. She sat down patiently, wrapping her tail around her talons and looking into the distance calmly. "Give it a second-" Nepma said to the other twos questioning looks.
The blade sped back into their line of vision, with about three fish wriggling impaled on the tip.
"Ahh, yes- seafood." Neoma grinned. She quickly ate one of them, glancing up at the others. "Fish anyone?"