There's a piercing cry from overhead, just as the party steps away from the trees and out onto the rolling plains. The grass sways back and forth, like thin taffy in the wind, as four figures swoop down from cotton-candy-like clouds. They're sleek and green, crystalline and glimmering in the bright light of midday. As they draw nearer, their large size becomes apparent, along with their almost draconic form. Lacking in forelegs, their wide wings make up for their forelimbs, and a set of wickedly clawed back legs trail behind them with a serpentine tail. Their necks are long and sinuous, topped with a fanged head and small eyes.<br/><br/>The four of them circle like vultures for a moment, winding around the party from a safe distance as they size up their foes. With another shriek, they dive in to attack.