Rachel
She'd been here for hours. Maybe days, actually. It had been a bit of a blur. She wasn't hungry, so either it was hours, or she'd been eating. 

 The SkyWing was a splotch of rusty red in a sea of white flowers. The fumes of pollen had been hitting her nose for the better part of... She wasn't sure how long. The white was new to her. Just moments ago, the beautiful petals of the delicate plants had been coated in rock dust and something that Songbird had suspected was blood. The delusion had snapped away in moments, and now she lay on her back among the plants. Her large, ruby wings were stretched on either side of her. She adjusted one and watched seemingly passively as the petals, stirred from their rest, flew into the air. Before her eyes, they gathered into clover-like bundles and flapped like butterflies around her snout.

 Somehow, this distressed her. Perhaps it was because she knew they weren't real. The more she thought about it, the more she could feel the little legs of insects scrabbling under her scales-

 The SkyWing shot to her feet, nearly tripping over herself in her mad scramble to get away from whatever it was that hid among the flowers. They stretched in an expanse on every side of her, and somehow she just *Knew* That there were insects in them. Little, stinging, swarming and smothering. With nothing left for her to do, she inhaled sharply, grey eyes wide, and exhaled a torrent of flame over the flowers in an arc. Mere minutes later, there was easily a seventy square foot circle of blackened petals. Black like rock dust and coal.

 Her senses returned to her just long enough for her to realize what she'd just done. For a moment, she just stood in the middle of the circle of charred plants. She sighed shakily. At this point, she couldn't even find herself caring about the fact that the bottoms of her talons were burned. She lowered herself to the still smouldering ground and placed her hands over her face.
Gladys
*His cold gaze watched it all, he let out a low chuckle from where he lurked, blended into the flowers. A small cloud of cold air coiled from his jaws as he chuckled.*

*With silent talon steps, he crept up on the swing. Snake rose from the crouched position he had been in, grinning as he stepped through the now-charred area of flowers*

"Goodness, that was a bit brutal, wasn't it?"

*His voice carried a teasing tone, more cold air escaping him as he spoke*
Rachel
She paused her wallowing for a moment. Her bouts of sanity had become less and less common, which at first led her to believe that she was just hearing things. But how often did her voices sound so... Relaxed?

 The SkyWing slowly removed her hands from her eyes, raising her head just a little bit. She eyed this new, white dragon warily, at first suspicious that perhaps he was about to explode into flower petals. But he seemed normal. Especially for one of Songbirds delusions. What did it matter anyways? She had to remind herself that her visions couldn't hurt her.

 Songbird slowly lifted herself to her feet. The SkyWing seemed... Exhausted. Her wings drooped at her sides, and her movement seemed stiff and shaky. **"I wouldn't know."** She replied. Her voice was soft, like a breeze. Or perhaps she was just winded after that display of pyrotechnics. Charred petals were shredded in her anxious claws. She seemed to be waiting for something.
Gladys
"You don't? That's quite the shame. Sounds like you need some assistance with seeing that, eh?"

*Snake stepped closer, his wings ruffling in the slight breeze as he approached her.*

*After stepping onto the area with charred petals, he swept his tail in an attempt to brush them away from his talons in case they were still hot*
Rachel
The chances that this dragon, seemingly unaffected by her little outburst, being nothing more than a delusion produced by her mind seemed to be a little more likely. She seemed tense, but didn't shy away from this new person.

 Sure, there was something a little off about him, but he wasn't looking at her like she was insane, so that gave him (assuming he was not a cruel hallucination) some credit in the eyes of Songbird. **"Some days, I'd rather not see anything at all."** She said slowly, curling her long, red tail in close.

 Some of the petals from the flowers were still in the process of burning. Some of the smouldering things were still between the Skywings claws, not that she seemed to notice.
Gladys
*Snake Sighed at her words, ruffling his wings in slight irritation at her response, before composing himself again and speaking once more*

"I'm sure it will get far easier to want to see with some guidance. Not that I'm insisting mind you, it's all up to you."

*He smiled reassuringly, putting up a front of sincerity as he spoke, his tone gentle and calm*
Rachel
For a brief moment, Songbird wondered if this strange hybrid was trying to sell her something. She decided to humour him anyways. What was the harm?

 **"What sort of guidance?"** She inquired. Her voice was light. Or it should be, but the recent use of her fire breath left her sounding somewhat hoarse.

 This dragon seemed kind. The glittering of his scales reminded her of the flowers around them. At this point, she wanted to believe in every and any possible saving grace that came her way, even if it was in the unlikely form of this strange, charismatic icewing.
Gladys
"Life, really. You seem troubled, I've got the guidance to help."

*Snake smiled, his tail brushing through the charred flowers. He paused for a moment, his ear twitching slightly*

*He reached for a flower that had escaped the torrent of flames, plucking it and offering it to her*

"The name's Snake, by the way."
Rachel
Her lips twitched downwards, and her slate-green eyes seemed to be scanning Snakes face. At this point, what harm could this do?

 **"I... Thank you."** She murmured, gently taking the flower from his talons and inspecting it. Little patterns that the Icewing couldn't see twisted on the surface like writhing scales. Like snake scales. She looked back up to him.

 **"My name- My Name is Songbird."** She claimed with a little more strength. It was like saying it aloud reminded her.
Gladys
"Songbird... A nice name, yes. A fitting name for you."

*He grinned, his tone seeming warm as he ruffled his wings in amusement.*

"So, I want to hear about your troubles, see if I can help, yeah?"

*Snake's tone was inviting, encouraging her to do as he requested*