Mattie
Yeah! If you wouldnt mind starting :,) that'd be awesome
Richard
*The large intimidating looking hybrid was making his way across the rocky face of the skywing mountains. He had to go further and further away from the safety of his cave to find food as he'd been hunting all the goats near his home. The boy was big and had to eat a lot to maintain himself. He was used to starving for long periods of time and could handle the pain- thanks to his adoptive mother.. But he found it much more pleasant to eat when he was hungry.* 

*The hybrid was massive and scary looking with his scarred and worn scales. He was huge even for dragon standards. He also had a resting grump face despite not feeling particularly angry. He just looked like that. He never really had to practice facial expressions because he'd never really socially interacted before. He paused for a moment and scanned the area. No luck finding anything still. He sighed. Maybe he'd have better in the forest. He hadn't been there before.. There probably wasn't many dragons- right?*
Jay
SORRY I FORGOR
I'm going berrypicking with my family but I'll get back to it asap!
Joni
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What he failed to do, though, was notice the large hybrid aroumd the next curve. He nearly carrened into him, but narrowly jumped out of the way before slowing to a stop. "Geez, sorry!" He chirped, spinning around. He hadn't realized he'd have to look directly up at this dragon, but he supposed that's what putting a tiny silkwing next to a very large skywing hybrid would do. He noticed Frostfire's scars, adding to the intimidating aura he gave off. While Atlas himself had a few nicks, the most prominent across his snout, it was nothing compared to this one's battered appearance. Atlas's nose looked more like he'd run into a wall and bashed his face open (which he would promptly deny, should anyone be curious). 
"You look angry," He noticed loudly.
His antennae twitched thoughtfully, but he didn't have much else to say- even his apology had come across as rushed. He had places to be, his mind declared! How dare this interesting-looking dragon get in his way?
Richard
*Frostfire barely noticed the fact somebody had almost bumped into him. Until the stranger spoke up. He quickly turned his head to look down at Atlas. He stopped in his tracks.* "Huh?" *He said in a confused tone. He looked like he could snap atlas in half. The size difference was.. Comical.* "Did I.. Bump you? Sorry." 

*Despite his intimidating presence- the hybrid seemed calm and apologetic. Not at all like he was gonna start a fight.* "Angry?" *He tilted his head.* "I'm not angry." *He stated in a rather unconvincing way thanks to his resting grump face and deep scratchy voice. He then paused.* "You have four wings." *He pointed out. He had never seen a dragon with four wings. Frosty wasn't.. The best at social interaction. In fact.. This was probably his first real social interaction ever.* "Are you one of those.. Uhm- I forget the name. Pantlion dragons.?" *He unknowingly butchered the name of pantala.*