Audrey
"I put all my gold on 'secret forbidden seawing magic,'" Moonstone mumbled out the side of his mouth to his brother before diving into the salmon. Morganite rolled his eyes, but looked back to Atlanta.
"A Trencher..." Morganite let his brother fill their belly, much more interested in the massive dragon herself. While he wasn't the most studious of dragons, Morganite did enjoy a good scroll every now and then, mainly of the fantastical genre, and a good portion of the ones the pair owned came from the Seawings. He had classics written by Queen Coral herself (copies only, of course), such as *'The Missing Princess,'* *'The Tragedy of Orca,'* And *'A Tail of Blood,'* Which was his personal favorite.
His eyes landed on the flashing marks under her wings and Morganite cocked his head to the side. "What did that mean?" He asked, nodding his head to her wing. "It was Aquatic, right?"
Timothy
Atlanta smirked raising her right wing to show the royal pattern if they didn't know who she was before they were about to as Atlanta shifted standing to her full height looking down at them before speaking.

"As you two seem as clueless as a dragonet let me clue you in on a few things."

Atlanta lit up the royal marking again while shifting her wing letting them get a good view of the marking.

"My name is Queen Atlanta of the Seawings, the first and only Queen to hatch in the Yeveal Trench the deepest known point in the sea... Hence why I am refered to as a Trencher as I was hatched at the bottom of the sea."

Atlanta wasn't subtle in revealing that she was the Queen that they were talking to in fact quite the opposite since the two just didn't understand that they were speaking to a Queen.
Audrey
Morganite's eyes widened and he tugged his wing up against their back. They were talking to a *Queen?* And she *Fished for them?!* He was nearly hyperventilating at the realization. Moonstone, on the other hand, bared his teeth at her condescending words, though the effect wasn't as effective with salmon clinging to his jaws.
"Who're you calling a dragonet?" He snarled, lashing their tail through the dirt. "So what if we can't breathe fire? Neither can you! C'mon Mo, we can take 'er-"
"That's *Queen* Atlanta, you idiot! Be quiet and bow!" Morganite reached up to once again grab at his brother's snout, trying to force him to duck his head. Moonstone shoved him off, leaning as far to the opposite side as he could to continue talking.
"No- I don't care who she is or why she's here, she *Ain't* My queen, and she *Ain't* Gotta be so rude!" Moonstone spat at his brother, a plume of spoke spewing between each word. 
"You never know when to shut up, do you?!" Morganite wanted to curl up and disappear, and it was obvious by the look on his face. Moonstone hissed quietly at his brother before turning his scowl back to the Seawing.
"Thanks for the fish. We'll take it as a premature *Apology* For talkin' to us like that," He sniffed, then tried to jerk the two of them to the side. Morganite refused to go, digging his claws in and pulling back.
"I- I am sorry, your majesty, he's- he's not a bad dragon! I swear!"
Timothy
Atlanta shook her head lightly before letting out a rather loud laugh her voice shaking the ground due to her sheer size which led to her lungs being bigger and thus she was a lot louder than a normal dragon even when talking normally although she did try to be quiet most of the time.

"You're not the first nor are you the last to have a response like that Moonstone now don't be too brash I only tried to hint at it before revealing who I actually was."

Atlanta held herself in high regard and she actually quite liked Morganite so she didn't exactly want to do anything to him given that Moonstone was attached and well she did actually quite like how the two got along just like a pair of twins she once watched over.

"Don't worry Morganite don't apologize its quite alright."
Audrey
"She- she's *Laughin'* At us!" Moonstone sputtered to his twin, ears drooping. It wouldn't be the first time, but usually his instigations led to a scuffle, at the very least. This was... Disheartening. 
"That's because you act worse than a moon-drunk *Clown."* Morganite got a light slap to the cheek for that but opted to be the bigger dragon and ignore it, instead dipping his long neck down to rest his snout on the ground, tucking his claws under his chest and spreading his wing low to the ground. As low as he could, anyways, with half his torso remaining upright.
"If you ever do anything for me, do this," Morganite hissed, glaring at his twin from the corner of one brown eye.
Moonstone huffed and curled his claws in, bending his elbow and leaning to the side to allow Morganite his formalities. But he would *Not* Bow. Not even for the salmon. Though... Maybe he would drop his wing out. Just a little. But *Not* Out of respect, and *Only* Because that lightning trick was cool. "Fine. But I'm not lettin' you buy whatever stupid thing catches your eye next," He grumbled.
Timothy
"Rise both of you I don't expect you to be formal about this after all we are just by a lake so there is no need to be formal."

Atlanta motioned for the two to rise back to their talons she smiled slightly flicking her tail back and forth in the lake since she was still almost a little sumberged... Well only slightly given just the back half of her massive tail was in the lake sending waves crashing up against the far ends of the shore.