Gladys
*Dustmite was looking through the forest, the sandwing stood out in the fog that shrouded this forest perpetually. She had yet another lead on a piece of treasure, it had to be somewhere around here after all. Or a trick, or trap like it was a few times before she hated those moments where she was fooled.*

"Where could it be..."
Marion
No matter how many times he entered this forest, Grasshopper was nowhere near as familiarized with the bleak, foggy forest of the MudWings as most others were. This was because he rarely ventured out toward this forest or any of its adjacent landmarks, except under dire circumstances.

The circumstances were, quite indeed, very dire to the MudWing, as shortly prior Grasshopper learned that his stock of bananas had been running low (which is a crime in and of itself, he would have you know). Luckily, Poppy claimed (quite confidently, too) that there were some growing in the forest, and during a time as needy as this, Grasshopper was willing to take the excursion.

He didn't really expect another dragon around, and after overhearing a mutter in the silent forest, was quite surprised to see that there in fact was one- and it wasn't a MudWing, or a RainWing like Poppy. He blinked at the other dragon, then brought himeslf to approach it. "H-hello? New person? Or not— I can't really make out your face through the fog!"
Margaret
Of all the ways Watermelon could've got lost, heavy fog and an unfamiliar forest weren't that embarrassing. Flying wasn't worth the hassle of narrowly missing trunks and branches, so walking until the weather cleared it was.

He knew he should've bought that map, even though he was familiar with the route to and from the Sea Kingdom's shore. The hybrid wasn't sure why he kept traveling to the latter, given he never dared to venter into bottomless waters or interact with pure-blooded Seawings. He 
Squishes his foretalons in the mud, mulling over his situation, and swearing he heard voices.

Oh, yeah, dragon voices; a good sign. The presence of others could signify nearby civilization, and civilization meant getting back on track.

Though he can't make out the forms of other dragons yet, he calls out; "Good to know there's others around!"
Gladys
"U-Uhm... Yeah... New person, who're you?"

*Dustmite would call out to the mudwing that she had yet to be able to identify through vision, she really didn't need any hostility from the mud wing and other mysterious dragon.*

*She would end up slipping in the mud, hitting the ground with. Quite audible squishy splat, trying to get back up from the slippery mud she fell in.*

"Woah! Oomf-!"
Marion
The MudWing appeared to be approaching a little bit quicker now now that his assumptions were confirmed. "Ah-! Name's Hi— Hop— Grasshopper. It's Grasshopper. Oh- that's a fall."

He extended his talon to the other dragon in the mud. "Well, at least you dropped somewhere friendly. Mud feels good, doesn't it?"
Margaret
He can hear the voices clearer now and continues his trek toward them. Watermelon ducks his head, slowing his approach when the silhouettes of the two become identifiable. His wings twitch, nervousness rolling around his stomach like a smooth pebble.

"Uh, hello."
Gladys
"I'm- I'm okay! Why is it so slippery and wet... I hate mud."

*Dustmite would say as she grabbed hold of the Mudwing's talon. Helping herself get pulled up to a standing position to greet the Mudwing and Seawing.*

"Uhm, hi you two... Are you friends? My name is Dustmite."