Leigh
*The large hybrid was waking along the rocky face of the mountainside. His scarred, colorful hide stuck out amongst the grey landscape. He was trying to hunt for goats but wasn't having much luck. He had hunted all the goats around his cave to near extinction. The big boy had to eat to maintain himself. Even though he was used to starving for long periods of time.. Thanks to Flurry... He still preferred eating when he was hungry.* 

*He huffed as he turned to walk in a different direction. This was probably the furthest he had ventured from his cave in a long time. He was a bit paranoid. He felt his cave was safe. It was his home. His little corner that Flurry could never find him in. Now he was out in the open. Exposed. He paused and scanned the area. Looking for anything he could hunt. At this point he'd even take just a rabbit or two.*
Debra
Sleet had been visiting Sanctuary to purchase alpaca wool for one of his kids, who had decided that they *Would* Be taking up yarn spinning, and the supplies from the mud kingdom were simply too low quality to work with, thank-you-very-much. He had his regular leather bag thrown over his shoulders, thumping against his chest with every wingbeat. Sleet passed over Jade Mountain on his return home, but paused at the sight of a rather oddly colored dragon. 

Allowing himself to drift lower, Sleet frowned. He looked... Young. Too young to share the scars of someone as old as himself, and Sleet didn't bother to fight the paternal instinct as he alighted a fair distance away, far enough to not be considered an immediate threat. The young dragon looked nervous, and he couldn't help but wonder what had him so fidgety. Surely, it wouldn't hurt to offer assistance?

"Hello," Sleet called amicably, lifting one wing in a wave. He ambled closer, keeping his gait slow and steady- not frightening, despite his bulk, but the other looked to be a good size as well. He could only hope the dragonet wasn't an *'attack now, talk later'* Type. He kept his dark eyes on his face, searching for any signs of unease. "I, ah- are you alright? You seem to be looking for something." Sleet decided that he wouldn't bring up the fact that he seemed a bit too young to be out on his own; many took offense to that.
Leigh
*He beard a voice call out to him. He turned his head to face the stranger. He saw the partially white scales of the dragon and an alarm bell went off in his head. He hated icewings. Hated them. Didn't trust them at all. Flurry was really all he had to go off of. He thought they were all stuck up power hungry jerks. Though... Upon closer inspection- the other dragon seemed to be a lot more mudwingy than icewingy.* 

*He stared silently for a few more moments. Trying to make sense of who he was looking at. Also trying to calm his panicking mind from seeing an icewing. Or.. Part of an icewing. Outwardly he looked pretty stone faced. He was HUGE for dragon standards- but had a bit of a young face. He wasn't as old as his size would suggest.* 

*Eventually he steeled his nerves and finally responded to the stranger.* "..Hello." *He was not an attack now talk later dragon. He was a talk forever attack never type of dragon.* "I'm fine. I'm hunting right now. Can't seem to find any of the goats usually around here." *He stated. His guard slowly lowering.*
Debra
He stopped when he'd gotten close enough to speak without raising his voice. Sleet sat, showing that he was even less of a threat. He sized up the dragonet; clearly, a sky and ice hybrid. He'd raised enough hatchlings to be able to tell, and much like himself, this one didn't have particularly subtle traits.

"Perhaps they've moved on?" He suggested, looking around as though to spot the missing animals. "I've some dried fruit, if you'd like. Fresh from the rainforest. Not the same as goat, but good anyways." He didn't carry meat on him; couldn't stand it anymore. As he spoke, Sleet slowly unwrapped the bag from around his shoulders and flipped it open before rummaging inside, glancing up every now and then with as friendly of an expression as he could manage. "So? Mango, dates, apricots... Oh, look there. I've got some almonds, too."
Leigh
*Sleet's kindness confused him. He hadn't met a nice dragon before so of course it did. He didn't really know how to socially interact. He had never had a meaningful conversation with anybody except Flurry. Only interrogations and a lot of murder...* 

*He shook that thought out of his head as he watched Sleet dig through his bag. Frosty raised an eyebrow.* "Fruit? I don't really.. Eat fruit. Never had any before actually. I don't think it will sustain me." *He needed a lot of protein and a lot of calories. Fruit just didn't cut it.* "Uh- thank you for the offer though." *He paused for a bit. Thinking. He then got a slight look of realization on his face.* 

*He cleared his throat.* "I'm Frostfire by the way.." *He knew that was a normal thing dragons did right? Told each other their names as a greeting? He really didn't know. Despite his battered and intimidating appearance he seemed pretty soft and awkward. Not one to get in a lot of fights intentionally.*
Karen
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Debra
"Alright. Let me know if you change your mind." Tucking his bag away, Sleet smiled gently, the gesture twisting at the ugly scar on his mouth. "'M Sleet." 

Clearing his throat, Sleet reached up to idly scratch at his jaw. "I live in the rainforest, y'know, and... Well, there's plenty of food. Meat, I mean- tapir and the like. No goat, but lots of variety. You could, eh, join me? This area seems rather... Er, desolate, food-wise." And if there was one thing Sleet simply couldn't stand, it was hunger. Just the thought of the feeling made his skin crawl. "I've got a house with a dozen kids you're welcome to stay in, but if you'd rather a quieter place, I'm sure I could get you setup somewhere. If y'want." It was always awkward to suggest young dragons move in with him, but he couldn't very well leave without at least making the offer. He's reminded of Floe, and the way she blossomed in the rainforest in spite of the humid heat.
Leigh
*He listened to Sleet's offer. It was an odd offer to him.* "You are.. Offering for me to come with you? Why?" *That confused him even more. He hadn't met this dragon before and the stranger was offering him a place in the rainforest. He had never been there before.. He had heard it was beautiful- and did want to visit. He just didn't have the nerve to risk having to interact with a bunch of dragons at once. The guy was not very good at socially interacting.* 

"Do you want something in return?" *In frosty's world you didn't just give somebody something because you were nice. Everything was a trade. I help you so you help me. I'll give you food for this or that. Not for free. He narrowed his eyes slightly.* "I just.. Don't see how that would benefit you." *He didn't mean to be skeptical- but nothing in his life so far suggested he should trust anybody for any reason.*
Debra
He nodded. "Well- it's tough sometimes, to be on your own. I know that, and by the looks of it, you've dealt with enough hardship for one lifetime." Sleet motions to the numerous scars across Frostfire's hide. He shakes his head. "Nothing in return. Jus' figured I'd share what I've got. Stars know it's too much for one dragon alone," He chuckles, trying to make light of the- admittedly heavy- offer.

He knows it's sudden, considering they hadn't known each other for an hour- really, they don't even know each other. But he'd rather ask now than wait for the right time, only to never see the young dragon again. 

"'Sides," Sleet continues, picking lazily at the sparse grass with one serrated claw, "It would help me sleep at night, knowing I at least gave you the option. We're well-off there, and 's not like you'd be obligated to stay with me; where you go is entirely up to you. 'M just saying I've got room for one more." He understood the smaller dragon's skepticism. Sleet was much the same when he was younger, especially after seeing the crueler side of the world.
Leigh
*He thought about the offer. He went through many various emotions about it. Eventually deciding on something. What did he have to lose really? The rainforest was pretty hidden.. And further away from Flurry.* "Well.. I've been meaning to go to the rainforest.." *He admitted. Though he looked unsure.* "Ok. Take me there and we can discuss things further on the way.." *He said after a brief pause.* 

"Though I should probably grab some things from my cave first." *He motioned in the vague direction of his cave.* "Just some supplies and stuff." *He explained. He had some form of sentimental attachment to the hole in the mountain he called home. It wasn't comfortable, and it was difficult living here, but it was home. His own home that was fully his. He wasn't used to being bear other dragons. What if he lost it or something? That worried him. It'd... Probably be ok. Right?*