Garry
Echo had flown out here, hesitant to grumble about her wings aching because of the lack of minds that infiltrated her so often. It was morning, and she was looking for a place to rest before harsh sunbeams made her squint in the light. The lakes' water gently sloshed over the banks and fish in the clear waters opened oppurtunities to prey, and after a couple of tries, she had triumphently returned to the shoreline with a small snack, blowing careful flames to simmer the scales.

Gnawing on the flesh, her mind recalled another dragon. She groaned, seemingly everywhere she went there was someone intruding her mind. Sure- it was nice at times to know whether or not to leave quickly, but it still bothered her. Sighing and rubbing her temples, she raised her head, listening out for the dragon, ear flicking on occasion as she waited patiently.
Reva
Caldera landed nearby, seeing her.
The rather small Skywing walked over to her.

"Hello miss!"

The Skywing smiled softly, sitting down next to the Nightwing.

"How are you doing on this fine, early morning?"

This was... Strange... Usually Skywings were these big, mean, rude, and aggressive dragons.
But he was small and very nice and kind.
Garry
She winced, taking a step back at the loud noise of his mind, shaking her head slightly. Clearing her throat, she returned the gesture, tipping her wings down to show greeting. 

"Just abit tired, but that's all, really."
His mind was interesting, she considered SkyWings as aggressive dragons- but the last encounter she had with a SkyWing wasn't so terrifying so she considered him with a tilt of her head.
Reva
"I can understand that"

He smiled softly, laying down and closing his eyes.
In his mind, he was thinking about rain.
He was probably the only Skywing that loved rainy weather

"Question. What is your favorite kind of weather? Mine is rain!"
Garry
She smiled softly his mind and words cluttering over eachother. 
"I like foggy weather," She recalled, thinking of the comforting blanket of cloud, the smell of participation and the coolness that touched her scales from her spine to her wing membrane.
Reva
"Oooo, I like foggy every now and then"

He smiled, then saw rain clouds forming

"Oh thank the moons! It hasn't rained in so long"
Garry
She, in turn, shuddered at the thought of rain, the excitement from the SkyWing's mind confusing her. Finishing off the fish, she discarded the head aside before looking around, eyes searching.

The grass, dry from the lack of rain, crunched under her feet as she moved away from the SkyWing, forgetting to say where she would be. Taking tender steps, she looked back at the SkyWing, tilting her head. "Is there any shelter around? A cave- perhaps?"
Reva
He was to distracted by the forming clouds.
Then he snapped out of it and looked over at her.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah! Right over there miss"

He pointed it a den right next to the lake, it was a perfect spot for the den