Edith
An averagely sized dragonet, through she was rather skinny, stumbled into a small shop with a large, bulky Sandwing following close behind. She was covered in snow, but her large fur coat, mitts, and tail and wing coverings helped to mitigate the risk of frostbite. She took her fluffy hood off of her head, her scales shining a bit in the light due to both her natural sheen and the wetness from the melting snow on her body. She shivered a bit before shaking herself not unlike a dog, getting the snow off rather efficiently. She checked in with her guardian before turning her attention to the wares that the store supplied. She put a talon out, grasping onto the wall and feeling across it until she found one of their many cloaks, growing rather intrigued by it.
"Oh wow.."
Carl
The store had plenty of mismatched items, to the left, an abundance of cloaks and accesories of varying sizes were hung up on the planked wall with smaller accesories as well as gear and tools on a low shelf. There were also hides and skins of deer and polar bears shown on the wall, the two held its shape by the held of steel. In the middle of the room there lay a beautifully embroided red rug with pattens carefully sewn of snowflakes and other strange shapes to complete it. On the right, a blazing open fireplace completed the cozy interior, a kettle balencing on two iron 'lines' right above the flames. On the mantlepiece was a wooden framed clock, candles, folded scrolls, inkwells and some pieces of art. 
In the far back, there was a counter and a jar of dried venison and a little beyond that, a surprised yet welcoming face at the arrival of an IceWing dragonet accompanied by a SandWing. "Come in." He encouraged, as if the howling wind outside wasn't enough for them to wander in.
Letitia
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Carol
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Roger
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Carol
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Edith
Her long, thin ears twitched as she let everything set in. She was able to hear the clock ticking, the fireplace flaring, the blizzard pounding the store outside, and now, suddenly, the Skywing. She jumped, turning her head towards him and taking her talon off of the cloak very quickly.
"Oh- um, sorry!"
She grinned rather sheepishly, scratching the pinkish scales on the back of her neck as she walked a bit further into the shop.
"Um... Your cloaks are really cool."
She hesitated, feeling the rug under her claws. Her grin turned a bit less sheepish.
".. That's a nice rug, where'd you get it?"
Melody
The rather giant Sandwing followed in behind her. He didn't need to shake off the snow- the second it was able, the warmth radiating from his scales quickly melted the snow, steam slowly billowing up from his body. He looked pretty mean, with his mass amounts of jewelry and his metal-tipped claws. He had what looked to be a dragonbite viper scar, but it was right in his muzzle. Surely, that would have killed any dragon within a matter of seconds... Right?
"Yeah. No, it is. Thanks, by the way.."
His voice was gruff, but he mostly just sounded tired.
"That storm's been raging since yesterday.. Not really the best travelling weather."
Carl
He tilted his head at the dragonet, trying a comforting smile before realising she must be blind by the way her ears flicked and claws felt around, as if sensing the room around her. 
"It's fine, really. They're not merely for display." He chuckled, glancing up at her strange acquaintance but greeting with a genuine smile as well. His eyes took attention to the (scarring was it?) on his muzzle, but made no mention.
"Thank you. As for the rug, an IceWing helped me make it- well I helped her." He corrected. "Making rugs is surprisingly different then cloaks."
"I'll say," He said, replying to the tired SandWing. "Almost tumbled into the everworld if not for some gracious IceWings." He laughed lightly as if it were a mere mistake then a life-threatening situation. "Do you need anything to drink, eat?" He asked the travellers, implying the things were free if wanted.