Chad
Lustrous fiddled with the strap of the scroll holder around their shoulders, wings flicking as she tried once more in vain to get it to sit properly. She had no idea where the recipient of the scroll was, having only been told to *"Keep an eye out for the big grey chimney"* Before getting dismissed without a second thought. Her wings, tired from just the short flight over the marshlands connecting the Rainforest Kingdom from the Kingdom of Mud, folded tight against their back, and Lustrous sighed as they realized she would have to cross the bog on foot. There was no way she could keep her talons dry in this environment, so Lustrous took a deep breath and began to wade into the muddy, algae-choked reeds of the boglands.
Glen
*In the muddy wetlands below, Caiman slept silently, comfortably nestled in deep abundance of mud. His reddish scales slightly gave away his position, but considering he was covered in mud, it would be hard to notice.*

*The large dragon hardly noticed the dragon flying overhead, likely because he was in too deep of a slumber to be awoken by something so distant. However, the sound of the small dragon nearby was just enough to get his brain going. Caimans eyes flickered open, remaining still so his position wouldn't be given away so easily. The Mudwings gaze quickly locked onto the dragon just ahead of him, but given his brain was still the process of waking up, he found it difficult to actually identify who and what it was.*
Chad
Shoulder-deep in murky water made it difficult to move, even more so as Lustrous struggled to keep the scroll casing dry. It was supposed to be watertight; still, the hybrid wasn't willing to take that chance. He wanted to take off and just *Fly* Over the whole area, but years of living in the rainforest without actually flying in the rainforest didn't lead to very strong wings, and they were already sore. 
Lustrous was breathing hard as he waded through the bog. One foot after the other, steadily forward until their foot connected with something solid and he tipped forward with a squawk, landing face-first into a floating patch of something green and slimy, floundering to get his head back above water while coughing and spluttering. The taste of bog would surely never *Leave* Their mouth, Lustrous thought with dismay, sitting up on their back legs as she dragged her claws down her face, more focused on clearing algae from their eyes in the moment than checking to see what exactly she had tripped on.