She arrived with her mate on the shores of the disappearing island in a gilded boat. They regally stepped onto the lands of the secretive group of dragons tasked with protecting the strange and unusual from harm, tall and stately with their centaur hooves gleaming in the bright sunlight that reflected off the pristine sands of the beach. With long manes and tails flowing in the gentle breeze, they smiled sweetly and greeted the ambassadors with elegant bows before they sang their intentions to live among the gathered dragons with musical voices. Their bodyguards were intimidating and vigilant, obviously caring more for the safety of their charges than for their own lives.

It was Cinder who finally saw through their glamours and informed the clan that they weren't centaur ambassadors, but were actually Silkspun dragons!