Thomas
|~| The SandWing walked down one of the  , Squinting slightly as the light from the setting sun reflected off of something metal & into his eyes making seeing almost impossible for a few moments, On his front left leg a small leather pouch containing some gold coins and a few pieces of jewellery jingled quietly, The air was still which caused the sound to echo off the stone & clay walls, The only sounds that could be heard other than the jingling was his quiet yet fast talonsteps as he tried to veer away from whatever was reflecting the sun, As he rounded a corner a shadow lunged from a darkened corner & toppled him over, As he struggled to balance himself & stand up he felt the slight weight that had once been on his leg lift, He spun around in realisation as the shadow disappeared around a different corner, He only managed to spot some battle-scarred black scales & a tail barb that was missing its tip, It was to late to race after them as he could hear their slowly fading talonsteps, But he didn't exactly want to leave so instead he stood there in shock, Not really knowing what he should do in this situation |~|

[[Alr it's done, I'll respond when I'm able to]]
Anna
The towering sandwing sat on her haunches, back leaning against a clay wall and spear clutched tightly in her talons. The outclaws had positioned her to guard this perimeter of the Scorpion den, but the streets were barren in the blazing sun. Jackal assumed it appropriate to doze off halfway through her shift, but not a moment into her, in her personal opinion, well-deserved nap the sandwing shot awake at the sound of a body hitting the dusty floor, not far from where she stood. Her tail uncoiled from her leg and ascended defensively, and in the blink of an eye she soared above the ground in a rising cloud of dust. Twisting past the corner from which the noises came from, Jackal skidded to a halt with her wings outstretched. Her dark gaze landed on a lone sandwing in the clearing, from the tense twitches of his wings to his bewildered expression she could safely conclude that he wasn't the perpetrator of whatever has gone down. Bounding closer while pointing her spear at him cautiously, *What could've happened here?*, she wondered, *Maybe he just slipped and fell? Or did something happen to him?* She shook her head, regaining focus. Without much consideration the sandwing opted for a simple and firm: "Hey! Everything okay over there?"
Thomas
|~| As he continued to stare after the thief a voice brought him back to reality & jumped in a started manner, Almost falling over again, He looked around for the source of the voice before spotting another SandWing with a spear in talon, He looked around nervously again before replying, His voice had a confused tone to it |~|
__"Oh uh yeah, I think I am, Just uh, I think some Dragon robbed me-"__
|~| As he spoke he turned his head back to where the Dragon had disappeared around, Pointing with one of his claws before looking back at the other Dragon, He was still in a state of bewilderment & confusion as he hadn't fully processed everything at this point, As he stood partially shrouded in the dark shadows he shuffled his front talons nervously, Looking around as though another mystery Dragon may pop out at any second & surprise him |~|
Anna
Jackal looked him up and down, the strange sandwing appeared more disoriented than she originally thought, though more importantly for her, he seemed harmless. She lowered her spear gradually and peered down the alleyway in the direction of his talon. "Robbed, you say?", she spoke again ,this time without turning to inspect him. "Could you describe the alleged thief for me? Or anything you saw?", Jackal questioned him, but it sounded firmly like an order, she hated playing the cop like this. Her gaze scanned the ground and spotted a single black scale shimmer in the dirt. *Nightwings?*, a chill ran down her spine. Nightwing visitors weren't a surprising development, far from it, the two tribes were on positive terms after all, but a nightwing *Thief?*, *Here, of all places?*, Jackal felt stabs of irritation deep in her scales,she'll certainly have to head back to the oasis and report this to the outclaws, and unfortunately for her it included confessing that she'd let a crime happen on her watch at all. *How marvelous*
Thomas
|~| He seemed to once again jump slightly as her tone as though he still wasn't all there, Which was on par for him but most found it odd, He too, a few moments to register what she'd asked but he nodded & answered slowly, His voice sounding more confident as he spoke |~|
__"Yeah, I couldn't see all of them since they were in the shadows but I saw their tail as they disappeared, They had black scales with tons of scars & a tail barb missing the tip"__
|~| He felt himself slowly realise what had just happened, A flicker of fear & anxiety crossed over his confused expression for a moment though he forced himself to remain calm, Mr. Dromedary would probabaly understand... Mrs. Mirage though..., That didn't matter, He'd deal with that later when it came to it |~|
Tracie
[[It looked much larger when I was typing 😭]]
Anna
Jackal snorted at that, a twitch present in her wings. A million possibilities ran circles in her mind, *So it is a nightwing? At least partially so? Or maybe just another sandwing with weird coloration? Or-or maybe they just covered themselves in charcoal to LOOK like a nightwing? Wait no, nobody would do that. Huge strategic disadvantage. Back to just a nightwing for now, focus. Nightwing is okay. I can work with that*
Whatever it was, at least finding a dragon of all black here would be easier than trying to spot the one sandwing she needs in a crowd of a million of them, all milling around like shifting dunes in the wind. She wasn't quite sure about the attacker's barb, or more accurately lack thereof, though. "Wait hold up, do you mean missing a tail barb as in they used to have one? Or never had it?", she needed him to clarify. With a shake of her head and no time to let him answer, she continued:" Either way, you'd have to come with me. I need to report this to my higher-ups so they can take care of it and I need you to cooperate or else they bite both our heads off, kapish?"
Tracie
[[Oh yeah ofc dude, Sorry I was dealing with my cat]]