Just before the dragons engaged, inches from battle, they stopped, looking back towards the sky they just fell from. Another shadow was there, a slimmer, large, and more elegant feral dragon form there. It lowered itself to the ground, the others parting to give it way. It was a dragon queen, one could tell by looking at it just because of it's form and grace. She stopped just before the group, sitting on it's haunches as it observed them.