Gordon
HII SORRY BEBE BEEN BUSY
Victor
"Yeah, i'd imagine," He nodded with a small huff of laughter. He slowly lowered himself down to lay comfortably, making sure not to make sudden movements and spook Iceberg. He dipped his front talons in the river and let the cool water lap at them, letting out a deep sigh that was accompanied with a stream of smoke, trying to fully let go of the tension in his body from the fight earlier. "Where do you plan to go next after the SkyWing kingdom? Is there anything you wanted to see around here? I could probably show you around the mountains.." He paused for a moment "Not that there's buildings on them, but I meant more if you're into sight seeing."
Jeffery
He carefully eyed Galah as he lowered himself, careful movements unlike the jagged ones during their fight, the slight ripple of water intriguing. He sat straighter, trying to regain composure and focus on the moment, wishing said moment didn't feel so tense or strangely deflated, not exactly or a good nor bad moment. 

"I'm going wherever my wings- or moreso talons bring me," He said, unsure if his question was entirely right. It was- technically, anyway. He didn't particularly want to travel south, east, west or north, nor did he want to stay. To be lost even with direction. He curled his claws into the moist soil, uncertainty crossing his expression. Even with said confusion, it was nice being unrestricted to rules and dragons you're forced to impress. 

He glanced at Galah as his own reflection started to show instead of clear pebbles, averting his gaze from himself quicky. "If you're not going to attack me midflight," He chuckled nervously, a twinge of seriousness at the end of his voice. Getting up, he stretched, unfurling his left wing moreso than his right so it wouldn't get too close to Galah.
Diane
*Answer not question SDFBSH
Victor
He let out a jokingly offended scoff, shaking his head. "Obviously not," He probably couldn't, even if he wanted too. He looked over at the other dragonet as he stretched, taking in his features and quirks. He seemed to have burn marks on his talons, and the odd kink in his wings was more obvious when they were stretched out like this - the more he stared, the more he felt guilt for his threats. He just had to threaten to tear his wings and burn him, didn't he? He wouldn't blame Iceberg if he thought he was intentionally aiming to threaten his weak spots and possible past traumas. 

Though he had only just sat down, it was obvious they were going to take flight soon and he knew himself better than to attempt flying without stretching. He stretched much like a feline, large wings stretching up into the air, shaking for a minute as he held them out as far as they could stretch. He then batted them a few times, resting to make sure his coordination was decent today and then with a deep breath began to beat them with enough power to catch the air below him. He hovered above the other and looked at him with the implication for him to join him in the air. He was quite proud of that lift off, he knew sometime during this flight Iceberg would likely notice his shoddy flying, but he didn't want to make it obvious from the moment he left the ground, that would just be humiliating.
Jeffery
He stepped slightly away from Galah as he stretched, secretly admiring his large wings, even if it was typical for a SkyWing. He noticed small tears, but didn't think much of it, considering their scuffle despite Iceberg's foggy memory of whether or not he'd actually done anything to Galah. Iceberg hadn't flown much around other dragons, not since his scarring. Hiding his deep breath with a determined look and proud posture, he raised his chin, giving his sore shoulders one last stretch before lifting into the sky.

His lift took abit of momentum, expression sheepish his wings bound into the sky, stomach light, indicating an anxious swell to flying with an apolegetic yet dangerous *Sky*Wing. He tried to filter his expression, attempting to make it expectant yet not impatient with relaxed features, raising his chin, signalling to continue.
Victor
He lifted his wings and began to beat them with more force, as to lift further into the sky instead of just hover. He angled himself towards one of the mountains in the distance, but the air current had other ideas, trying to push him in another direction. He began trying to counteract that with some extra beats from his left wing, only to overcompensate and nearly turn upside down. He silently panicked and flailed around until he got back upright, lowering his head so he wouldn't have to see Iceberg's face if he had seen that. "There's- There's a lot of small mammals up in these mountains, i've even seen some foxes," He called over, raising his voice slightly to make sure it didn't get lost in the wind