Helen
The small queen sat outside a small manor constructed of a dark wood with silver trimming and engravings all around its lovely and ornate structure. She sighed and stared out towards the dunes, technically her kingdom but those sand wings were quite insistent that they were the rightful owners of them. Unbeknownst to her, the loyal hybrid caribou sat right outside the door of the manor, watching curlew with a soft gaze.
Eric
A frozen river was nearby and something or rather someone was swimming through the icy water, by no means were they trying to be stealthy but they also weren't trying to show off either. But as they neared the cabit the dragon poked their head above the water looking at the cabin tilting their head slightly as her scales darkly contrasted the white snow surrounding the river. The dragon slowly rose out of the water almost as big as an Elder Skywing but this was no skywing no this was a Seawing a rather large and menacing looking Seawing. The tall seawing flashed her snout scaled in a 1-1-4-3 pattern a universal greeting of hello before slowly making their way towards the cabin and more specifically directly towards Curlew.
Chester
I'm good with no ping! But thanks anyways :>
Helen
She snapped her head towards the huge seawing queen, her mind exploding with questions and ideas that she couldn't control. 'Who is she? Why are they here? Are they kind? Aggressive? An assassin? Oh but who would hire a seawing assassin for an icewing? Why would anyone want to assassinate me? Have I done something wrong? Should I go make a public apology? For what? They are so big, how would any of my guards fight her off? What if I die! I have no heir, who would run the kingdom? My sister? What do I dooo? Should I send caribou to fight? Muskrat? I regret not bringing more guards, perhaps I could send out a messenger pigeon? That would take too long... Maybe I could take them with my ice breath? No, they are still much larger and quicker most likely.' Her mind rambling stopped as her favorite guard, caribou, leapt in front of her and began to growl towards the new dragon, much like curlew she did not know who they were either. Caribou may have been larger than curlew due to her mudwing genes, but she was still a mere pest in comparison to the seawing, but she only knew one thing 'protect the queen, protect curlew'
Eric
Atlanta looked at Caribou tilting her head slightly before she finally spoke her voice as elegant and as flowing as the sea.

"Don't worry your majesty I mean you no harm in fact quite the opposite."

Atlanta smiled if the two could see her wings they could clearly see the pitch black royal marking lining her wings which contrasted against her brilliant ocean blue wing membrane quite well at least from the angle they were at. Atlanta didn't want to fight Caribou since she just loved to travel and hadn't expected to run into the Queen that she had heard so much about. Although Atlanta on the other hand barely had any known knowledge of her since she tried her hardest to keep her appearance a secret from the world just in case anyone were to try and assassinate her.
Helen
Curlew paused for a moment, placing a wing on caribou's back to let her know it was alright to sit down. As the hybrid sat down reluctantly next to curlew she couldn't help but smile, she never held much opinions other thank gratitude towards her guards, but this one was different... Anyways!!! She turned her head to the seawing and sat up, dipping her head. By this point she had spotted the markings and had an inkling of an idea on who this was
 "Greetings, queen Atlanta?" She said with a hint of apprehension lining her words, she had never actually seen the dragon, though she had heard stories by her mother
Eric
Atlanta nodded smiling slightly as it seems her reputation preceeded her given well there were not a lot of known Trencher Varients and well one being a queen was sure to be noticed quite quickly by any dragon her royal markings were not easy to hide after all.

"Correct Queen Curlew."

Atlanta praised standing tall and elegant nearby looking at Curlews little home away from home then towards her guard offering an aprehensive smile to show that yes in fact they were in the presense of on of the youngest Queens and well one of the only if not the only current Trencher the only dragon who chose to live at the bottom of the sea willingly and not sent there as a punishment.

"Quite a lovely place you have here."
Helen
She glanced back, slightly embarrassed " Well erm- yes, my mother had it built as a small summer home for her dragonets, I mainly use it as a getaway now though" She said with a small nod 
 "What are you doing all the way out in the ice kingdom? This is quite dangerous of you" She said with a slight warning, knowing that many of her soldiers have the 'kill first, questions later' mindset, especially towards random dragons in their kingdom.
Eric
"You're mother had quite the taste in design then its rather well done."

Atlanta scoffed at Curlews remark about it being dangerous for her maybe the cold was but there was no way another dragon could best this seawing in combat as she had met a few guards flashed them her wing and they left her alone the ones who did question she just gave a little shock as a warning then continued on her way throughout the rivers and lakes.

"I do see your point Madame but I assure you that I am just fine venturing off on my own I'm not one to stay in the same place for a while..."
Helen
She paused for a moment 
 "But what about your kingdom? Aren't you afraid of being gone for too long? Your subjects would need you" She protested 
 "I understand your desire and safety while traveling... But you are a queen are you not? And you have responsibilities, so why are you not attending to them?"
Eric
"What of it? Thats the reason I've created a council my dear Curlew they assist in things when I am taking a break and quite frankly with all of the kingdoms getting their own alliances its left me in quite the tough predicament."

Atlanta leaned down gently brushing Curlews snout with her talon playfully clearly just because Atlanta held herself with such high elegance she still wanted to be a bit playful and she was quite young in comparison to the usual queen.
Helen
She backed away, despite being quite informal when in presence of her guards and subjects, she was all the more formal when with other queens and dragons of other kingdoms. She huffed slightly and held a stiff posture 
 "I apologize if I have overstepped, though I still believe as queen you should attend to your kingdom, and perhaps make some alliances if they are troubling you?"
Eric
"No you have not overstepped try not being so formal for once Curlew loosen up."

Atlanta paused thinking of her next words carefully as she didn't want to reveal anything about her plans but also she didn't exactly want to alliance either just make some new trade partners but not get into a full alliance.

"Your views are quite standard and I do spend most of my time under the sea, but its also important tha you never push yourself too hard... I'm not planning on making an alliance I was just troubled at the rising tensions."
Helen
She faltered and opened her mouth as though to say something, though deciding to stay silent. Her grey spotted scales tense, she definitely didn't expect this ginormous seawing queen to be this informal, it was quite frightening if she was being frank. Before curlew could say anything caribou glanced towards the stiff queen, her mahogany eyes finding the soft white of curlews. In that moment caribou could sense something was wrong and she stepped up.
 "I'm sorry ma'am, this is quite rude of me for not asking before, would you like to take this inside?" She asked with a firm voice, speaking towards Atlanta. She had a strict gaze upon her face before having it soften as she turned to curlew to help her up, there was something special about that queen... She just didn't know what?
Eric
"That works for me, sorry about my outward appearance I prefer to be informal when not in a formal setting as its rather forceful to be elegant all the time."

Atlanta looked towards Caribou then at Curlew trying to give her a reassuring gaze since well her informality did always frighten others since she was just that much different than her mother who by no means was a saint she would rather seek out war and Atlanta on the other hand absolutely hated the thought of going to war over something so trivial such as an Island or a single whale like her mother had done. Atlanta wasn't exactly carefree but maybe she still had a few things to learn and maybe Curlew could teach her those things since Atlanta had become Queen at a young age after besting her mother in a sparring match which her mother quickly went mad and tried to kill her so Atlanta used the one gift she had recieved which was the same horn ring she wore on her left horn to shock her mother right as she was jumping over a pit of electric eels which... Yeah without going into detail melting scales and seawing flesh does not smell good at all.
Helen
She nodded and let caribou help her stand. She dipped her head towards the kind guard and began to stride forwards opening the door and letting it rest wide open as it was intended. She seated herself at a blue velvet chair with wood the same color as the outer walls, ornate silver bands decorating the large chair. She glanced to the side, towards the living room, and sighed. She pinched the bridge of her nose as she saw her larger guard sprawled out in a messy sleep on one of the large couches, his limbs flying everywhere. "I need to add 'how to sleep' into the mandatory guard training I swear" She mumbled
Eric
Atlanta ducked through the doorway taking care not to accidentally touch or even slightly brush up against anything since well it wasn't her home and she didn't know the value of said things but the yougn Queen did admire the decorations and the walls clearly she was interested in the designs each tribe used while building their homes and palaces. Although as she heard Curlew mumble she did chuckle slightly knowing how tough it can be for some guards to take a break every now and then.

"I do apologize for my informalities if they offended you Queen Curlew."

Atlanta gave a bow towards the Queen not rising until Curlew said anything in fear of offending the Icewing Queen anymore than she already has.
Helen
"It is quite alright, really" Curlew responding with a small gesture of her talon 
 "It was just unexpected, that's all. My father told me stories of how you seawings were, so uptight and secretive... I guess I relied on his word a bit too much" She chuckled, nodding her head. She glanced to her side as caribou appeared, a soft grin on the hybrids face seeming to tell curlew that she was doing great.
Eric
Atlanta still stayed in her bowed position still not rising as she spoke once again.

"That was of a time long passed... Well it passed when my mother fell into that pit of eels I decided to not follow in her footsteps and be at upright and secretive as her as it only caused trouble between us and other tribes."

Atlanta almost sounded apologetic as she spoke as it was not her intentions to come across as secretive and uptight and well she could be at times but she prefered not to as said earlier it only caused problems. Once she was done speaking she looked up at Curlew standing up but not to her full height staying lower so that the two could talk better.
Helen
She gestured to another chair around the oval table she sat at the head of
 "Please don't bother standing for so long, the seats aren't trapped I swear" She said, half joking. Caribou stepped forwards slightly and squared her shoulders, putting a slight border between the chair where curlew instructed Atlanta to sit and the queen herself.
Eric
Atlantas eyes slowly drifted towards the chair before slowly walking over and then sitting down looking at Caribou with a nod since she was doing quite a good job protecting his queen.

"Thank you your majesty for the hospitality I know my visit was quite... Unnanounced."
Chester
Hehe its alright :>
Helen
"It's quite alright!" She responded with a small nod and grin 
 "I apologize for the dust, I honestly didn't expect to stop here myself, my guards and I just wished for a small break because oh my icebergs the fly from the sky palace is a long one-" She muttered with a small tired glance
Eric
"The skywings palace? That is quite a long flight."

Atlanta wondered just what exactly Curlew was doing at the skywing palace but paid it no mind as she shifted slightly curling her tail towards her front talons so she wasn't going to accidentally hit anything with it.

"I haven't noticed any dust Madame I think its quite lovely in here."
Helen
She scoffed 
 "I'm pretty sure we used to have some icewings working in here to keep it neat- though I think they died at this point" She said with a small chuckle, she used to think the cleaners were her grandmothers when she was a dragonet because of how elderly they were. Curlew shook her head 
 "Anyways- what travel did you expect to do in the ice kingdom? It's pretty freezing down here and I don't think even high mountain skywings have lived long in the center of our kingdom?"
Eric
"You haven't seen how cold it gets at the bottom of the sea, nothing that could freeze the water solid but it gets pretty close to."

Atlanta spoke calmly motioning towards her scales which were darker for a reason not only camouflage in the dark but also to absorb as much light/heat from the sun before diving deep.

"I was actually looking for you to ask you a few questions... Some of which I don't want any messenger trying to relay."