Lawrence
Hollowtruth was practically vibrating with excitement. 
Her father was some kind of general, or commander, or *Something-* She could never keep thr words right in her head. But he was invited to the big fancy party, and he took her mother, and they actually let her come! Without someone else suggesting it!! And she *Wasn't* Being made to stand by their sides and keep quiet and correct her posture!!!
So, set free from her familial ties, the thin dragonet made herself scarce in search of the buffet. Her stash of dried fruits and meats was running low, and she planned on gorging herself while she could. 
Shuffling along the long banquet table, Hollowtruth bumped one bony shoulder against someone else. "Oops!" She stepped back, but fidgety claws continued to search the table, grabbing up anything small enough to fit in her talons along the way. "Sorry! I got excited."
Turning to the stranger, pinkish-red eyes lit up and she beamed. "Oh! You're a silkwing! That's cool, I've never met a silwing before. You guys are really colorful!"
Patricia
*His head snapped around as his brow furrowed, a displease frown resting on his expression* ' Watch where you're going. ' *He scoffed with an eyeroll, shaking his head with a huff* ' You gawk like a bird. ' *He noted, before recollecting his compsure and trying not to seem as irritated* ' I've never seen a pink nightwing, so I guess there's first for everything. ' *He assumed her tribe, though he could bet thirty scales that she was some kind of hybrid — or just weirdly mutated. He knew quite a few dragons who would be fascinated with the unique coloring* ' My name is Queen, what's yours? ' *He prodded, he couldn't help but be nosy*
Lawrence
She drew back with an indignant huff. "Well, birds are *Cool.* Birds are colorful and pretty and sing very nice songs, thank you very much, so that's a *Compliment,"* She sniffed, tossing her nose up, though it was stilted, more like she was mimicking something she'd seen once before.
At the mention of her color, Hollowtruth fidgeted, tail sliding across the wooden floor as she toyed with her front claws, ears flicking unevenly- a habit she picked up from watching the farmland cows in the night kingdom.
"My mother says it's because I hatched during the day. I didn't get enough 'star exposure' or something, I dunno." She wouldn't repeat what her father had to say about it; her mother said it wasn't fit for polite company.
"I'm Hollowtruth!" The slightest shift of topic had her back to grinning, though it crooked to one side as she continued to hoard berries and fruits. "So, why'd you come? My parents told me I had to." Hollowtruth looked back to the buffet table and snatched up a sandwich of some kind, eagerly cramming it into her mouth.
Patricia
' I assumed this was mandatory or whatever — don't want to displease the new royal. ' *He chuckled with a small shift in his gaze, looking just past his shoulder* ' Are your parents here? ' *He had admittedly tried to steer clear of any Nightwings at the event, something about them just gave him bad vibes. All mysterious and egotistical — just left a funny taste in his mouth* ' Do all Nightwings believe in those kinds of hatching superstitions? I only thought like — Mudwings did that. ' *He shrugged with a small frown, shaking his head for a moment*
Lawrence
Was attendance mandatory? Hollowtruth didn't really know much about the event, despite it being her own tribe; nobody *Told* Her anything! Maybe that's why she was brought along. 
"Oh- yeah, they're... Somewhere." She looked around, keeping her head half ducked to avoid accidentally locking eyes with one of them. Hollowtruth was enjoying ~~the buffet table~~ herself, no need to spoil it by being carted around as proof *'that even sunborn dragonets have purpose'* Or how *'those rotten icewings ruined Starcrusher's bloodline.'* She was tired of hearing it, and honestly, it was embarrassing. Especially since it wasn't just her parents' friends around.
Hollowtruth thought for a moment, shuffling her wings and looking around as though she could find the answer written somewhere. "Um... Yes? Probably. Maybe. I dunno, but my friends were both hatched under moons, so they'd know more about it I think. Especially Del, he's super smart!"
Hearing about the mudwings, Hollowtruth immediately perked up, ears forward and facing Queen like he'd told her he was an animus.
"Oh, oh! You know about the other tribes, too!?" Her eyes sparkled in fascination. "Lucky! My father never lets me read about them, and all the scrolls at school are about the nightwings. For now! Del is a few years ahead of me and he shows me some of *Their* Textbooks sometimes, so I'm more excited about that than 'the formation of the Great Diamond.'" Hollowtruth stuck out her tongue, just to drive the point home. She wanted to learn more about stuff *Now,* Not 3000 years ago. Did it even matter why the plaza was built if they had it now?
Lindsey
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