Michelle
The soft landing of a dragon could be heard throughout the swamp, a gentle breeze swept through as the large wings of this pinkish hued dragon closed. Valentine raised his head, eyes sweeping the swamp softly. He was out on a mission, looking for a rare lily that grew deep within these swamps. An herbal remedy he wished to brew. He took a gentle step forward, before another, sweeping across the mangroves with a stride.
Wilbur
Cashew had been napping in one of the young mangrove trees, enjoying the warm sun on her scales and the fresh (swampy) air. At the sound of wingbeats and a landing she peeked one brown eye open, curious as ever to see what was going on. At the sight of such a warm-colored dragon (and one that was *Certainly* Not a mudwing), the dragonet perked up, sails flashing an interested bright green before she slithered down the wiry branches to go say hi. "Hi there!" Cashew chirped, dropping down to hang from her tail on a lower branch, coming almost snout-to-snout with the stranger. "What's your name? I'm Cashew!"
Michelle
He proceeded cautiously, being weary of approaching MudWing patrols, his ear shot up as a rustling ensued. Valentine let out a soft hiss as the small RainWing appeared, tail lashing in annoyance. *"...Hello."* He acknowledged, before tilting his head at her next question, raising his snout just slightly to view her smaller figure. *"Valentine, but you may call me Val."* He answered, before trying to tread forward just slightly. No time for delay.
Wilbur
She beamed, dropping to the ground beside him with a soft *Thump* And hurrying to keep up. "That's a cool name! You're a skywing, right? I've never seen one before. Catfish says if I ever see one then I gotta hide, but you don't look mean and also Catfish says a lot of weird stuff." She plodded alongside the larger dragon, acting for all the world as if she had known him all her life, gently bobbing her head and shrugging her wings to an unheard beat. "Whatcha doin' here? Isn't this really far from Claws of the Clouds?" Cashew asked, pouncing on a bundle of swamp grass and pulling some of it apart in her claws.
Michelle
Valentine let out a long, soft sigh. He waited for her to finish, before opening his mouth to speak, glancing down at the RainWing. *"I am... Most dragons turn to me for their problems."* Valentine snorted at her comment, moving a patch of reeds with his tail. He continued to listen to her, before adjusting his wings in distaste. *"I'm here for a flower."*
Wilbur
"What kinda problems? Like, if they need a back scratch?" Cashew shook the plant bits off her feet, unconsciously shifting her talons to match the shades of dark green and brown before hopping back on track, tilting her head curiously at Valentine as she tried to match his scale colors. They were lovely shades of pink she had never seen; there weren't many pastels in the mud kingdom, especially down in the mines. "What kinda flower?" She continued to pester, checking the undersides of her wings and trying to discreetly peer at his to compare the shades. "I know where to get flowers. There are irises near the river, and sometimes marigolds grow in the grasslands, and there are *Lots* Of rose mallows around here."
Michelle
*"Mmm.. Anything, really. Sore throat? Chamomile with a mix of peppermint..."* He listed, before watching her with a side-eye. *"A rare lily, I need it for a brew I'm working on. Do you know where I could find one?"* He blinked, catching her in the act. He discreetly lifted his wings just slightly, as a fake stretch. Pausing long to let her get the colors she needed.
Wilbur
"Oh, that's cool too. Whenever I have a sore throat Silt tells me to *"Get out of the tunnels"* And *"Go see the doctor."* And that's *Boring,* Because they always tell me to sniff ginger for*Ever.*" Her eyes lit up at the opportunity, mimicking his scales as well as she could, though a brief ripple of neon happy-yellow shot down her back before it returned to pink. "A lily? Ummm, I think we have lilies. There are water lilies and lotuses at Minnow Lake, and spider lilies grow near the Diamond Spray, but Silt told me to never ever eat them because they'll give me a tummy ache." Her belly changed to a sickly greenish-grey as if to show exactly what she meant.
Michelle
*"Mmm.. I see."* Valentine murmured, before giving a small crack of a smile in the unseen side of his face. *"Yes, a spider lily."* He nodded, before shrugging his shoulders. *"That is true, but when ground into a pulp, and the juices are diluted. It helps with fevers and high temperature."* He said factually.
Wilbur
She stuck out her tongue anyways, screwing up her snout at the thought. "They sound gross," Cashew blew a raspberry. "Have you ever had cranberries? Or water chestnuts? Or blueberries? Catfish brings me those to eat and sometimes fruit from the rainforest. My favorites are mangoes, but I also like chestnuts. They're kinda crunchy but not too much, and they're sorta sweet." At the mention of fruit, her entire body burst into shades of red, white, and blue, then yellows, greens, and reds, like she was trying to become the foods she was talking about. "What's your favorite food? What kinda foods are in the sky kingdom? Do you have fruit?"
Michelle
He listened to the young dragonet blabber, swaying his tail as he continued through the swamp. *"I don't usually touch fruits, unless I can use them."* Valentine stated, before yawning softly, a trail of smoke leaving his snout. *"Mmm.. I like cooked lamb."*
Wilbur
"I don't like meat," Cashew shook her head, frill flapping about. "It's too heavy." Her attention zeroed in on a passing dragonfly, scales shifting once more to the shimmering blue-greens of its body, and she bounded after it, though didn't go far from ~~her new friend~~ Valentine. "What about games? Do you like games? I'm *Super* Good at hide and seek. Catfish says I'm not allowed to change color when we play anymore," She giggled, then shuffled closer to Valentine, like she was trying to tell him a secret. "But sometimes I do anyways," Cashew whispered loudly with a conspiratorial grin.
Michelle
He glanced down at the tiny RainWing, raising a slight brow in interest. *"Mmm, I don't play games."* Valentine announced, raising his head to look above the tree tops for a moment. He raised himself up onto his hind legs, peering into the trees. Valentine hissed softly, ear flicking in annoyance. *This lily is so concealed...* He growled in his head.