Teresa
*Broski was walking around, wings over his front pouch, to keep the bags contents, and his pet bird safe... It's also very hot so—*
Rebecca
*His bird had its beak poking out of the bag for air, just as to not overheat—*
Teresa
*While the big lug continued to trudge around on his Mary way.*
Ruth
|~| The IceWing was relatively close by, His blue scales stood out against the yellow & gold sand, He wore a pair of makeshift 'goggles' to protect his eyes from any sand stirred up by the wind, He had originally been on his way to deal with an assassination he was meant to carry out but had in turn gotten hopelessly lost & ended up here which was ultimately the worst part of the desert he'd been in |~|
Teresa
*Fun fact: this dragon actually has a keen sense of direction, from his own travels, so if Iceberg wasn't feeling murderous or hostile? Nice, that's one thing he shouldn't be if he wants directions. But if the MudWing waves, which he is currently doing with one of his wings, and Iceberg wants to start a fight, I doubt Andesite would be most welcome to giving directions... But seriously that's hella convenient tbh.* "Oh... Uhm... Howdy there?" *He wants TOO far away from Iceberg, but it's still a distance, one close enough to hear each other... I hope.*
Grace
[[Lmao all good, Also bc I'm feeling nice Iceberg atm is just mildly irritable since he's lost]]

[[So Andesite is safe for now]]
Ruth
|~| His ears perked up slightly as he thought he heard a voice which also made him stop to look around, After a moment he spotted the other Dragon & upon closer inspection he concluded that it was a MudWing, He hadn't actually seen a MudWing in the desert before in fact he'd only seen a MudWing in the Sky Kingdom so that was something he guessed, He stared for a moment wondering what to do before deciding to wave back, Which he did, & call back a semi-friendly greeting |~|
__"Hello there"__
|~| His voice was hoarse due to having sand blown down his throat & also having drunk no water as his flask had run out a few hours ago |~|
Teresa
*Andesite took note of the horse voice, but didn't want to do anything about it, meanwhile his bag rustled some, he walked over and asked.* "Are you ok? You look... Parched... To say the least... Do you need directions or is the journey just a long o—" *Before he could finish his little rascal came falling out of the bag—*
Rebecca
*Cooing rapidly, getting by Andesite, the bird had dragged Andesites water pouch or whatever tf you wanna call it, out of the bag.* "Coo... Coo hoo!" *The pigeon said, looking at Andesite, then the water pouch, canteen? Again whateva tf you wanna call it, then at Iceberg.*
Teresa
*Sigh* "Your a weird bird, shouldn't even know what empathy is, but ya got a point, do ya need a drink muster?" *He said the first half to his bird, referring to the fact that... Well it's a bird (pigeons are actually hella smart and can express emotion far more than most birds... But this one is on another level.) and the second half was directed at Iceberg, as Andesite put his bird back in the bag, and offered the water to Iceberg.*
Grace
[[SORRY, Got distracted]]
Ruth
|~| As the other approached he stood still, Warily watching him through the dirty 'goggles' he was wearing before answering his first question |~|
__"I am fine, Just lost"__
|~| He watched as a small bird popped out of the bag dragging what he assumed to be a water pouch [Gon just call it that] before once again answering the other after a moment of consideration |~|
__"...Yes please, I haven't had a drink in hours"__
|~| He said, Coughing dryly after before taking the flask & taking a quick drink, Clearing his throat after & passing the flask back |~|
Teresa
*He took it back and put it in his bag.* "If you need directions I can give them... I know my way around here..." *Sheepish smile.*