John
You mind starting? Imm aget started on a lil project im working on!

If there was one thing she would've never expected, then it'll be the kingdom of sand as described in her books, actually being this hot. How would she ever survive those beams of sunlight which she knew from the beach- now being much much more sadistic than ever. She felt every last droplets of water hiding between her scales slowly drying away. Even the cloak she has stolen wasn't preventing her nose tip under the hood slowly getting a sunburn.

There was just another problem aside her growing thirst-...Hunger, and that already since days. She managed to trade some of her jewellery against food- but she considered keeping them for actual emergencies. Throughout the flowing crowd of Sandwing's Downtide managed to make it out from the middle of the street- the shadow of the market's fabric roofs feeling like sweet relief, no matter how small the difference was. But then she noticed what market she was leaning against. Various kinds of meats being stacked up and neatly sorted by kind. Downtide took the chance while the pretty intimidating looking seller was currently trading with another Sandwing and grabbed a talon full of fishes, instantly hiding them under her robes.
But the hunger caused her eyes to become greedy, just as her talons when they reached out for pretty big chunk of beef- one still containing the sweet meaty wetness. *That'll be enough for a week-!* She thought, her claws already sinking into it.
Joan
Oh btw- the intros are always that long
Velma
*Percival watched a certain dragon intently, their bag hung loosely around their neck, and he could bet a few scales they had currency in there... He could already imagine what he'd be able to buy and while he wasn't one to steal, if he didn't get caught it would be fine right? Ge doesn't even bother to hesitate before diving forward and grabbing a handful of money from the bag. The dragon shouted but percival was already darting away.*

*He wasn't really watching where he was going and he didn't know where to go, since he didn't visit possibility much. He would spot the hooded dragon, and duck right behind her just as a dragon darted by and relaxed, letting out a low snicker as he comes to stand beside the hooded dragon. They didn't really look much older than him and he couldn't get a good look at them.*
John
She gazed for a quick moment to her left, seeing the seller still pretty enthusiastically chattering with his client. *Good- now or never- act, ~natural* Downtide told herself in quiet, grabbing the chunk of meets she'd later roast over a fire place. Eventually- even find some vegetables to it? 
As she turned to leave she gasped, nearly letting the chunk fall as that oddly looking dragon suddenly appeared right in front of her.

"Wh- What do you want?!"

She whispered loudly, trying to gaze over her shoulder if the Sandwing noticed her sin. She swung her head back to-...A Rainwing? No... What were those wings? None of her books taught her about such variants of dragons. 

"...I know what it looks like- but ehrm... We could share? Only if you won't snitch!"

I do well without pings, i usually keep notifs on to make ir easiee on my roleplay partner!
Velma
*He watched quietly and snorted at their suprise at his appearance. He guessed he was pretty stealthy. He really didn't have any intentions on snitching, but it was a little amusing that they'd think that he would. He shakes his head and wrinkles his snout though.*

`No way, snitches get stitches. And what kind of meat is it anyways?`

*Percival was especially picky about his foods, somewhat, as he squints at what they held in their talons. His tail lightly drumming the ground.*
John
"It's uh- b-"

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

Downtide's entire body stiffened at once, something like a Seawing curse word flared over her glimmering marks before clinching the chunk of meat between her jaws and throwing herself on all fourths, before breaking into a sprint alongside the hybrid.

"HEY I RECOGNISE YOU- PESKY HYBRID, GET BACK HERE!!"

**Guards! Guards!** The Sandwing shouted behind them, his voice slowly being exchanged with heavy wing beats and coming dangerously closer.
Velma
*Percival jumped at the voice and silently groaned before tucking the currency under his wing and darted after the seawing. He wasn't sure if they even knew their way around and he wasn't going to take any chances. Making large leaps he digs his talons into the ground and gently, but purpsefully bumps into the seawing to get their attention.*

*It was a window of a really old building, it looked especially dark inside, pitch black even. Without waiting for even a reply percival, sharply turned while putting on a burst of speed and jumpingnint the window, dissapearing in the darkness.*
John
The sudden bump made her jump aside a little- before realising the intention within it. Downtide dug her claws into the ground as well- tho her weight brought her to slip. Despite her clumsy mobility she managed to take the sharp curve and managed to take the corner with her tail tip just vanishing out of the aftercoming guards' sight. She leaped through the window, tucking her wings and limbs as close as possible to her torso- but unluckily her robes weren't the only things that suffered the cuts of the old glassy shards.
The Seawing let the Chuck of meat fall and hit outside of the window's view- heavily panting while scanning the room for the dragon that just helped her. Then she heard the heavy wing beats pass by.

"H-hello?! You there??"

She called before starting to let her marks glow to enlighten the room.

Its... Going terrible SOB Ill try and free my sxhedule today to reply too :D
Joan
Why terrible?? Bro dm if there's anything I could help with duh
John
Im struggling with dragon anatomy, not sure if theres much u can do 😔

Going for da classic backwards flight one but the back legs wont back leg 😭

Lemme see if i can take a pic
Velma
*Percival hissed silently as he ate a face full of sand when he had leapt inside, his speed giving him the momentum of being thrown. He shakes his scales, getting the sand off him as he turns around and spots the dragon leaping in aswell after him. He adjusts to the darkness rather quickly and approaches but jumps when they begin to illuminate and a bare bramble bush sprouted from the groun near his tail and he then jumped from that.*

`You can glow!?`

*He whisper yells, eyes widened slightly in awe as he swats at the bush and circles them curiously. After a few moments he takes a seat infront of them.*
Joan
Percival is so bbg 💞
John
Hes got energy for days 🔥

"Tzh-?! Ofc I can glow! Have you never met a Seawing before??"

With a slight confused expression she tried to keep track of him circling her with her gaze. Eventually she looked back on him from the other side, smacking her tail against the wooden floor which protested creaking under the impact. She narrowed her eyes on him- them finally adapting to the darkness as well, the always bright weather outside caused her dark vision to weaken.

"-what I meant to say, thank you- for helping me there, whoever you are"

Downtide wrapped her tail around her talons as she sat down, inspecting the ruin they invaded- the floor looked as if only faith was holding the planks together, the stairs were mostly busted in- and the ceiling had several cracks reviewing the age and lack of care it's holding on its shoulders... But at least the temperature was much cooler in here than outside

Pretty good, ill reply after eating dinner :3

Jokes on u I ate it all 😎
Velma
*Percival was more or less curious if they were a pure seawing or not, kind of jealous if they were but there was no way he'd make that obvious.*

`Ohhhh... That... Make sense.`

*He grins smugly and widely at the thanks, nearly forgetting his earlier thoughts as he raised his head.*

`No problem, that grumpy sandwing is always trying to catch someone, thats why I have this secret hideout, which has yet to be found.`

*He snickers excitedly, he loved the thrill of getting chased, almost as much as doing what he wanted when he wanted. He holds out a talon expectantly.*

`Now where's my thank you gift?`
Joan
YOU F-
Anyways I'll reply soon too
John
*WHEEZE* And ill be waiting *Slinks into the shadows

She glanced at the Hybrid with a raised eyebrow before rolling her eyes which stopped on the chunk of meat laying below them-...Unfortunately now slightly covered in dust.

"Good- fairness wins, you'll get your half, but first I want you to get me a couple of things."

Downtide then pulled her hood down, revealing an oddly upstanding sail that apparently has been painted... *Or tattooed?* In a deep red colour- completely standing in contrast with her entire bluish silhouette, which showed uncommon markings from which her bluish light emitted. Now when her robes were loosely hanging around her shoulders several jewels around her neck came to view, mostly with Seawing traits carved into the designs of golden coral shapes, white pears and stones that shimmered in several colours at once. No usual dragon would have such possession- even on her wrists there were those shiny accessories. But if she was a noble or even a royal- why did she have this oddly rebellious look? All those piercings are way too badass and against any standards of those nobles- so what was her deal? 

"A bucket of Water, a view stones- about talon sized, and something like a bar- or just something long and thin out of metal. Can you follow me?"

*Slow ass, old man typing noises*
Joan
*Pushes downstairs*
John
And i was just aboutta to multiple back on back replies 😒
Joan
Joker Please
I need those
John
I feel so powerful rn but yeah i got 10 hours i think probably 7 but stillll

Its meaaaans im doing nothing today 😄
Velma
*Pericival licks his chops eagerly, he was hungry and ready to bite down on anything. Literally. His jaw didn't close though when they finally revealed themselves, eyes widening slightly in awe. They looks so cool in all the special jewelry, it made him question if they needed to steal at all. He shakes his head though, swallowing the drool the dribbled from his mouth in his expression of awe and flicked an ear as they listed a bunch of things, giving them a confused funny look.*

`Wait- pause- why d'ya need any of that stuff? And we'll have to be extra stealthy if we go out there, they're gonna be on high alert.`

*He scoffs and rolls his eyes as if he was stating important info.*

`And you look... Rich!`
John
"MOONS-! Stop staring like that!!"

She hissed, misunderstanding his staring gaze in combination with the drooling for inappropriate behaviour. Downtide swooped her strong tails over the ground, throwing a cloud of sand into Percival's face. With an nearly offended expression she lifted her head into another direction while crossing her forearms, the rings on her fingers clicking against one another.

"You squidbrain- I'm gonna cook this for us! Besides, I cannot get out there- im much too obvious and-..."
She almost called herself *Chunky* But bit her lips last second.
"...You're just more agile. WHATEVER, bring me those and I promise you something good, deal?"

With that she kicked into the floor with her hind leg, causing the planks to splitter and reveal sand beneath. She broke of couple more planks around the hole she made before stacking the wooden pieces together- of course she'd need the stones, otherwise the planks around the fire could lighten up as well.

"...I'm a princess, well- ex-princess. I'm keeping those only in case- I have to trade in difficult situations"
Velma
*He was slightly confused by the hissing and stepped back with a snort, but not by much as he raised himself on his haunches to look bigger.*

`Im not a squidbrain.`

*He shot sourly, looking to the window which they had jusmped thtough to double check there were no dragons still running about outside, like the gaurd or sandwing. He does grin at the idea of something good, and plus he was pretty speedy which brought him back to his feet as he pridefully pruded to the window and beganbto climb out, careful to avoid harming himself, looking back at the seawing with a excited glint in his eye.*

`Leave it to me, I'll be back in a flas- your a HUH?`

*He squawked loudly, losing his balance and grip and falling onto the ground on theother side of the wall, his head poking back up.*

`Your not pulling my tail are ya?!`

*It definitely made sense if they were a princess though, the jewelry and such but not how rowdy they looked, and a ex princess? How does one becomes a 'ex-princess'?*
John
*Oh and what a squidbrain you are...* Downtide thought, finishing the rough structure of the fireplace and began cutting the chunk of meat in two equal pieces. Then she shot her her head in his direction before flinching at the sight of Percival falling down to the other side. Downtide quickly got up and went over to him, took a quick check left and right down the streets before being nearly jumpscared by his quick reappearance.

"ECK- what are you doing?! You want us to be seen?!"

She hissed at him in a whispering tone, again looking over his shoulder to check if someone of danger witnessed his clumsiness. 

"Listen! I'll tell you about it when you return, understood?? But now for moons sake- just go! And try not to drag attention on yourself!"

She desperately gestured with her talons while naming him the things she needed again.

"Again- I need water, if you can find anything to store it safely in... I'd need one or two metal rods, and about seven or eight talon sized stones. Here- you might need it."

Downtide unclipped her satchel, emptied everything out in the floor she had, a notebook, some food leftovers, herbs and a wooden figure, before hanging the satchel around Percival's neck.
Velma
*He dutifully nods, still blinking rapidly at the crazy discovery. He wondered what itbwas like even being a royal. Did they really get to eat whenever and wgatever they wanted? And have huge swimming pools to themselves?! His frills lifted and quivered with excitement at the thought of a huge place to swik, allll to himself.*

`Sweeet, alright, alright.`

*He murmurs quickly and hops on his feet, absorbing the heat which added to his already full energy abr and looks around as they seawing just did moments before, before taking on as fast as he could from where they ran from, taking a turn down a alleyway and in the direction where he knew he could find a bucket. He also knew where he'd get the water, in a dragons garden, duh. What else did he need again? Oh thats right, a bar and stones. The stones could be fetched on his way back, he wasn't sure about a thin metally thingy.*
John
Discord failed to send my mssg im so sorry 😭

Also we can say he makes it back with the bucket of water

Hehe dw take ya time!

She let out a sigh as Percival went on his duty, hoping he'd come back without forgetting anything and without guards in his back. Downtide let go off the window and sat down beside the still in progress standing fireplace, looking down on her stuff- eventually getting the motivation to open her neat looking notebook together with a small tube of ink.

In the meanwhile- Percival was definitely hurrying, and he could feel something flapping around within the satchel- something light as if it'll be one single item that somehow didn't manage to fall out when she shook it.
If Percival took a look out of curiosity, he'd find a wooden figure talon sized, apparently also painted by talon so not only it's shape but also it's colours matched-...Her. It looked as if someone has crafted it especially for her.