Richard
Azurite wrinkled her snout at the rain she'd have to endevour. Why had this storm not yet subsided? Muttering curses under her breath that were easily swept away by the wind, she walked up against the wind as rain thrashed at her. She had her head bowed, wings tight to her body and clenched talons as she gripped the stone. She had soon passed the other side of the ravine, passed the cave, and back to the wind, she lifted her wings, flapping awkwardly as she went with the wind. Going through some narrow bits, she scathed some fingers, hissing as she did so. She managed to get toward the entrance with a crash which she quickly brushed off, entering the cave with a scowl.
Lynn
He followed, keeping relatively close. She waited until Azurite was safely in the cave before lifting off. He was about halfway to the cave when he was hit with a small hailstone. She paused about as well as possible midair, confused about what had hit her- until more started pelting down. His eyes widened as he realized what was happening, and she quickly scrambled in the air to get to the cave, just barely making it in without getting knocked out cold by hail. She growled to himself, head low as she trudged into the cavern, curling up and shivering near the fire with Pygmy.
"It's hailing... Thank the moons I didn't tear a wing or anything."
Richard
Azurite glanced at her companion, wondering if he was talking to the dragonet. No response from Pygmy denied her thought. "And I thought it was the worst without the hail." She let out an amused, somewhat cynical chuckle.
Azurite trodded off and grabbed a few more bits of coal then laid it on the fire, blowing flames to kickstart a bigger, warmer fire rather than wait 'til the caught alight naturally.