“Clay snorted. “Special powers like what?” he’d asked.
“You know,” Starflight had answered, irritated. “Telepathy? Precognition? Invisibility? Hello?”
“You don’t have invisibility,” Clay had argued. “I mean, you’re a black dragon. You’re just hard to see in the shadows. That’s not a power. I’d be invisible, too, if I were lying in a mud puddle.”
“Yeah, well,” Starflight had said, “
we can appear out of nowhere in the dark of night! Swooping down as if the sky has just fallen on you!” He’d spread his wings majestically.
“Still not a power,” Clay had said. “That’s just you guys being creepy.”
“It is
not creepy!” Starflight had cried, his voice rising. “It is
magnificent and
imposing!”
―
Tui T. Sutherland,
The Dragonet Prophecy