Robert
Perched on the rugged precipice, Odyssey's iridescent scales shimmered like amethyst in the dappled sunlight filtering through the dense canopy above. His slender, sinuous body coiled tightly, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. The anticipation of the impending feast sent tremors of excitement coursing through his lithe frame.

As he watched the sprawling ravine below, the forest was alive with the sounds of nature. Birds chirped, and leaves rustled in the gentle breeze, but Odyssey remained still, focused solely on the approaching herd of elk. His eyes, with slitted pupils like a cat's, were unblinking, trained on the precise spot where the unsuspecting prey would soon emerge.

His wings were folded neatly against his body, their membranous surfaces vibrant with hues that seemed to shift and change with the angle of the sunlight.
Harold
The icewing clung to the side of the ravine, etched talons allowing her purchase on the rough stone surface. Today was one of the days where she needed respite from the rainforest's oppressive heat and humidity; being natured as she was to cold environments meant getting sick and feeling miserable when she was in heat too long. Her dragonet wasnt with her, either, something that made her mind spin and an uneasy feeling linger in the back of her head. She hadn't spent a day without him since he hatched- but wandering off with a relatively fresh baby wasnt safe or sane, and she was reassured that it would be good for her to get some time away. Perhaps it was, but the worry ate at her still, even as she enjoyed the breeze flowing over her and the cold moisture that embraced her scales like a nice chilly blanket. The spines that lined her neck made a rattling click sound as the wind jostled them which softly reverberated throughout the mostly empty ravine, and the young dragon would have taken the time to savor it if not for the *Other* Young dragon she spotted a ways away. 

A peculiar specimen, this one was. He looked to be skywing, but his scales had an iridescence to them she had only seen in silkwings and the occasional other icewing or rainwing. Curious, she stopped skittering across the wall, head cocked staring at the stranger. *What's causing that,* She wondered. *Maybe it's just the light hitting him right. Or maybe I havent met enough skywings. Are a lot of them like this? Bearded Vulture sure isn't. Then again. I guess he isn't gold standard skywing-* 
Her mind wandered like this for a while, train of thought ever detailing, until she had been steady burning a hole into this stranger's side with her eyes for multiple minutes without even meaning to.
Robert
As Odyssey's piercing blue eyes locked onto the hidden figure below, his insatiable curiosity kicked into overdrive. His movements were deliberate, each step carefully calculated as he descended the rugged ravine wall. His wings remained tightly folded against his slender form, allowing him to approach with an eerie silence.

The rhythmic clicking of spines had drawn his attention, only fueling his intrigue. His head swiveled like an owl's, scanning the area with an almost predatory intensity. It was as though he was deciphering an enigma, drawn irresistibly toward this mysterious presence.

With every careful step, the rustling of leaves and the occasional dislodged pebble were the only sounds that betrayed his approach. His eyes never wavered from the hidden figure, his gaze unwavering. There was an air of uncertainty, his intentions veiled, as he steadily closed the distance.
Harold
This was very, very distressing to her. Moons, her first day out by herself in a month and she was going to get *Murde-* 
She breathed.
Heavy, ragged, uncertain breaths, but breath nonetheless. He hadn't spotted her yet, so maybe if she just stayed *Very, very still...* 

Her cropped tail coiled around one of her hind legs, and her wings folded close to her body as the icewing retreated back, trying to nestle herself between an outcrop of rock and make herself as inconspicuous as a blindingly white blob could be against the dark greys of a ravine. This odd skywing getting to her was not in the gameplan for today, and she prayed that he would either give up persuing her or *Not* Want to skin her when she was inevitably discovered. Frigid digits let their grip of the wall go to grasp the silver pendant around her neck, seeking comfort in this moment of fear and worry.
Robert
"HELLO? Hello!? Hey! I won't hurt'cha, come on out!" The dragonet's loud voice reverberated through the ravine, a mix of longing and uncertainty tainting his tone. Forgotten were the elk, his focus now on the possibility of encountering another being. It had been so long since he had spoken to another dragon, and he felt an overpowering urge to connect. The SkyWings hadn't exactly welcomed him with open wings, always labeling him as too crazy, too unpredictable.

As Odyssey descended into the narrow ravine, he took a few paces, his piercing blue stare sweeping the surroundings. His iridescent scales glimmered with muted hues in the dappled sunlight, but his demeanor remained uncertain, his emotions a complex blend of anticipation and hesitation.
Harold
Yelling and hollering for her to come out wasn't exactly comforting to her right now, but the pale dragonet slinked out of hiding enough to extend her slender neck out to project her voice. 
"I'm very sorry I was staring, I didn't mean to be rude." Her voice was in it's normal state of soft whispiness, fluttering across the air like hesitant butterflies... A harsh contrast to the boisterousness of the skywing looking for her. 
"...*Please don't try to maul me. I have a kid I need to go home to,*" Was tacked onto the end, though you'd need *Impeccable* Hearing to be able to catch it. It was strained, like a broken squeaky toy letting out a weak warble.
Robert
Odyssey's eyes were as unrelenting as ever, firmly fixated on the dragon whose head peeked out. As a wide, toothy grin crossed his maw, one particular detail stood out prominently—a gleaming golden tooth jutted from his lower lip. It sparkled brilliantly in the Sun, as though sculpted from the same material or possessing the same color as his magnificent horns and spikes—a mesmerizing, buttery gold. Such an uncommon sight for a SkyWing added to the aura of intrigue that surrounded him.

"AHA! Hello! So good to meet you... A kid? A KID?! Oh wow!" Odyssey's excitement was palpable, his eyes glinting with genuine enthusiasm, though an air of unpredictability lingered around him.

But the dragonet's curiosity wasn't the only thing commanding attention. "Oh, I get that a lot," He responded with a sly grin, his sharp fangs clacking together. "Some dragons deserve a mauling, though."
Harold
"I can *Assure you* I don't." She slinked out of hiding fully, letting out a sigh as she resigned herself to whatever awaited her past the safety of the rocky nook. 
"Floe. Uhm. My name is Floe. Like the big sheets of ice out in the ocean. Not.. The water kind.." 
That felt important for her to add. A lot of people seemed to mix up the two.
"Can.. You tell me yours? Pretty please?"
Robert
Stepping from talon to talon, Odyssey's excitement surged as he greeted the dragon before him. "Floe? That's a very cool name," He remarked, his voice tinged with genuine fascination. "I'm Odyssey... ODYSSEY THE GREAT!"

With an exuberant burst of energy, he reared up on his hind legs, unfurling his vibrant blue wing membranes to create a mesmerizing display of color against the backdrop of the ravine. "I am the coolest... The best... The best *OF* The best!" He roared proudly, his voice echoing through the ravine.
Harold
"The great, huh?" 
Ears pressed shut as the offensively loud speech entered them. How is someone this loud? She was used to noise at home, with all the kids and her brothers and sisters plus the general hubbub of the rainforest- but this was one dragon, no more than a few feet away from her, projecting his voice loud enough to fill an auditorium. Goodness.
"I'm pretty good at... Basketweaving, I guess. And cleaning up spilled applesauce." 
She swallowed dryly.
"Whatta... What brings you here..?"
Robert
"OH! You know... Elk. I'm starving!" Odyssey's enthusiasm was contagious, and his hunger was palpable as he spoke. He glanced over at Floe, his eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and excitement. "Not allowed in the SkyWing Kingdom... A shame," He added with a wistful tone, as if the thought of being denied such a feast saddened him.

His gaze shifted again, this time to the surroundings, and he couldn't help but continue the conversation. "Applesauce? Basketweaving? I like fire, love it!" Odyssey's tail thrashed with excitement, the energy he radiated oblivious to any discomfort or unease Floe might have felt. His mind was like a whirlwind of curiosity and unpredictability.
Harold
"That's.. Convenient, I guess. Considering you can breathe fire. I've gone to bonfires before. Those are pretty fun."
She took a few steps away, anxiously trying to avoid the eccentric dragonet's flailing tail.
"Why aren't you allowed back there? Didn't you... Come from there? I mean, I dont want to assume... Just that a skywing coming from the Skywing Kingdom seems... Logical." 
*Murdered someone. Yep. Definitely,* Her mind buzzed. *He set them on fire or bludgeoned them to death with the force of a thousand mudwings centered in his tail. Must have.* 
She pinched herself mentally for that- sure, maybe it was partly in jest, but it was mean to think about someone you hardly know like that.
Robert
Odyssey's response came in a burst of animated energy, his words tumbling out with the kind of eccentric fervor that was uniquely his own. "Convenient, you say? Well, yes! I mean, I can light up the night like nobody's business! Bonfires are fun, but imagine an entire forest... Or a mountain... Or a whole kingdom ablaze with fiery wonder! That's the kind of thing I dream about!"

As Floe took a few steps away, trying to maintain some distance from the unpredictable dragonet's flailing tail, Odyssey's attention remained unfazed. He swayed on his talons, an odd, almost dance-like movement that seemed to accompany his ever-shifting thoughts.

Odyssey's demeanor shifted for a moment, a shadow of sadness crossing his eyes. He spoke in a hushed tone, his eccentricity momentarily subdued. "I did come from there, once upon a time. But my mother... She... Well, she met an unfortunate end. It's a long story, really, but let's just say my presence there isn't particularly welcome anymore."
Harold
"*No!* That does not sound swell!" She squeaked, thumbing over her necklace nervously- an anxious quirk of hers, as it seemed. 
"...Thousands of dragons would be out of homes and food. Me and my family wouldn't have anywhere to live anymore, because we live in the rainforest, and all the trees would be burned down. And- and the lack of food, and *Everything*- oh, dear. Please promise me you wont do any continent burning."

"Oh. I'm sorry about your mom. I don't have a mom, either," Now came her attempt at connecting with him and trying to cheer him up. 
"I can't go back to the Ice Kingdom. That's why I'm up here... It's, er, way colder up here than in the rainforest..."
Robert
His eyes widened completely, shocked by her sudden outburst. "Oh! I don't *Plan* To or anything, maybe if they're mean to me again. I wouldn't target your rainforest, though!" His tail swished, before he nods. "Just SkyWings.. I hate them.." Strange. Considering he was one. 

"My mom tried her best, love her. She said I was a good kid." He yawned, exposing his glinting golden tooth. "I think I'm a good guy.. Sometimes. Theres been no blood on these talons in a very long time!" Odyssey sighed. "How'd you lose your mom? Was she cool?"
Harold
"*...Was that an Icewing pun?*" Her eyes squinted a bit, and she let out an enthused puff of frost. Even if it wasn't, she thought it was silly anyways. 
"She's.. Still alive, I think. But I ran away, a couple years ago. I wouldn't be a welcome sight. She.. Wasn't much of anything. She was kind of sad all the time, I guess." 
If she was going to talk like this, she figured she might as well get comfortable- so she hunkered down, sitting on the cold stone below. 
"I have a dad, though. He's a good guy. And I have a ton of sisters and brothers. *To be honest, I dont know if I could name them off the top of my head...*"
Robert
Odyssey grinned, before sitting down in front of her, tail curling. "Ahh! Yeah.. My dad wasn't awesome. He left after I was born. Lots of siblings, woah!" He grinned, before looking aside for a moment. "Sounds like your mom is a real stinker.. Elk dung! Bird poop!" Odyssey laughed at his own jokes. 

Odyssey paused, before continuing. "Pretty sure my father didn't like me cause.. I don't know.. Maybe I was just really loud." He shrugged, sighing deeply, though brightened again. "I don't let him get me down!"
Harold
"Yeah, when I say lots, I mean *Loooooots.* Theres like thirty-something of them I think. I'm only really super close with a couple of them."
She listened as she talked, guard slowly letting down. At this point, confidence that she wasnt going to be randomly murdered was pretty low. 
"Yeah, that's good. You just focus on you. Cant let anything from your past haunt you... It's already happened, after all." 
She paused, glancing around before landing on another conversation topic.
"Uh.. One of my brothers is a Skywing, like you... His name is Bearded Vulture. You're around the same age as him... Least it looks like. And one of my sisters is *Part* Skywing, but she's also nightwing... And icewing... *And* Rainwing... I didnt even know that was possible before I met her."
Robert
He stared, eyes widening slowly at the sheer amount. "Oh wow! That sounds crazy! I don't have siblings. I'm an only child." Odyssey nods, before tilting his head. "Oh? Are they all hybrids? I've never met a hybrid.. They seem pretty cool." He nods in thought, before smiling.

"My mom wanted to have another egg, but I guess plans got switched around because of my dad.. No biggie." Odyssey spreads and readjusts his wings. "Bearded Vulture.. I'd have to meet him, SkyWings are scary."
Harold
"Some of them are. A lot of them are purely one tribe, though. We're all... Tck tck," She clicked her tongue. "What's the word? *Adopted*, that's right. Like I said, my dad's a good guy. He likes helping people. He's a hybrid, too, so all of the hybrids I've met are.. Pretty nice. Cool, like you said. ...My son is half sandwing, too, so itd be pretty awkward if I didnt like them." 
She tilted her head, curious at his apparent disdain for his own people. "Bearded isn't scary. He's tall, but he's thin and not really strong. He spends all day in trees reading scrolls, because he's a dork. *I* Don't think *He* Likes skywings either. E's gotta big twist in his tail from trying to wrap it around branches like rainwings do."
Ronnie
Will reply after im done eating!
Robert
"Woah! Your dad sounds awesome, I'm jealous.. Ooh! Your son also sounds very cool. Must be nice having a friend around." He twirled his talon, before shrugging his shoulders slightly. "Yeah.. No beef for them, they're awesome. Imagine having the powers of both tribes, it'd be awesome!" He smacked his tail a few times, before huffing flames through his snout. 

"Maybe your brother is alright.. I'd teach 'em how to fight! Beat some bad guys up! Thats my specialty." He winks.
Harold
As soon as the words processed in her brain she tried and failed to suppress a giggle, dipping her head down a bit to hide the full extent of her dopey smile. 
"He'd crumple like a leaf. Beard isn't into any type of violence, he's too squeamish. Plus, he'd start talking about the different species of mangos that grow in the rainforest or something. Real snooze fest, but I listen anyway."
She hummed, thinking about the way he referred to Sunshine as her friend. Odd wording to use for a kid, especially to her, considering the little hybrid didnt have much in terms of personality yet- being a baby and all. 
"Yeah, I guess. It's kind of stressful sometimes but I have a lot of help. Uh... If you dont mind me asking, where do you stay? Do you just.. Wander round?"
Robert
He laughed with her, a big shit-eating grin on his face.. A dopey man. "Hah! I'm glad I made you laugh. I'm not super scary, see?" Odyssey laughed a bit more, before nodding at the comment about her brother. "Mangoes.. Never had one, sounds yummy.. But I like elk." 

Odyssey smiled at her, watching her go silent, before picking up the conversation again. "Oh, I stay in a small cave.. I haven't left the mountains.. Not because I'm scared.. I just don't know where I'd go. SkyWings don't want me back."
Jennifer
Fl:"Elk is okay. I haven't had it much. When I was younger it was mostly seal and fish, and now it's fruit, roots, and... Well, still fish I guess. Dad's good about getting a variety of meats and stuff for us to eat.. No idea how he does it. He has very mysterious methods."

She blinked. She couldn't really help, and she didnt have any advice for him. "Well, that's better than nowhere. You could probably make it cozy some way."
Robert
He nods, before flexing his muscles. "Much better than nowhere, I'm strong. I'll get it together, eventually." Odyssey snickered, before sighing. "Nice talking to someone! Been so long.."