Audrey
A pale, pinkish dragon stood beside the lake, dual heads bobbing and peering into the water. Their bickering could be heard from quite a ways off: "You have to hold still!" "I *Am* Holding still, it's *Your* Claws that are twitching!" "Well, they wouldn't be twitching if you weren't so unbalanced!" "Me?! I'm not the one with the half-spread wing, smoke-breath!" 
Moonstone and Morganite had gone to the lake to practice their fishing, which was an abysmal task when you only had control of half your body. The two couldn't seem to decide whether or not they felt comfortable enough to fully delve into the lake, or if they would take their chances fishing from the shore. This resulted in frustrations rising and a shouting match between the two heads that didn't seem to be ending any time soon.
Timothy
It was a peaceful day for the two before something blocked out the sun above them a near pitch black dragon flying through the sky a massive dragon at that nearly bigger than an adult skywing but this dragon clearly was not a skywing. The dragon looked down towards the two headed being tilting its head before diving down landing roughly fifty talons away from the two headed dragon. 

At a quick glance this unknown dragon could be mistaken as a nightwing but as the dragon approached and her bioluminecent scales were visible as a wonderful deep blue pattern on her wing membrane could now be seen her bioluminecent scales were also all different colors. There were more spikes and this seawing just in general looked more menacing than a normal seawing her royal purple eyes scanning the two headed dragon. This was the unmistakable Trencher Seawing, a super rare varient of the seawing race only those hatched at the absolutely bottom of the sea had the chance to be this way.

The seawing being at head height with the skywing tilted her head a noble horn ring embroided with black opal on her right horn. The seawing began to stalk around the skywing studying it closely.
Audrey
The two stopped their bickering at the massive shadow, looking up in unison. Two pair of heterochromic eyes mirrored each other on two similar faces.
"What're you lookin' at?" The red-horned head snapped, twisting and turning to see around his brother, one claw scratching at the shore as he tried to turn their body. "It's rude to stare, y'know!" The other, differentiated by a darker snout and yellow horns, huffed at him and headbutted his neck in warning. Moonstone growled at his second half but didn't say anything more, just baring his teeth slightly at the stranger.
"Apologies for my brother," Morganite said, though he also tracked the large dragon's movements, pulling his wing tighter against their back, hind leg shuffling uncomfortably. "But, er, if I may ask- what *Are* You doing? I understand we aren't exactly the normal skywing, but this is a bit..." He hesitated to say *'rude,'* Wanting nothing less than to start a fight (if indeed this dragon was looking for one), but he had no other word for it. "Excessive," Morganite stammered out instead.
Timothy
"Seems like you both get along quite well."

The seawing replied her voice fit for a Queen the cord it struck throughout the area and the elegance in which she spoke only emphasizing the fact. But those two wouldn't know that she was the Queen of the Seawings. She stopped standing next to them looking down at them studying how the two controlled their body.

"It may be but I catch the same glares from others as I'm rather...*Dark.*"

With Atlanta now standing next to the skywing the two could now see the spikes on her which were larger and there were a few more along her spine and tail and an added few on her wing tips. Her wing membrane looked like the ocean constantly changing colors from whatever way you looked at it, it could be blue, or purple, gray and black or all at once.
Audrey
"Well, the secret to a happy relationship is to get plenty of time apart," Moonstone replied sarcastically, ignoring Morganite's quiet hiss of *"Shut up!"* "Congratulations, we're all a bunch of misfits! What'dya want, a hug?" 
"Moonstone, so help me, if you don't shut up I will throw us both into the lake," Morganite snapped, reaching over to swat at his twin, trying to clamp his talons around the other's snout. Moonstone retaliated with a snap of his teeth, dragging the both of them to the ground as they scuffled with each other, tail whipping wildly as the two battered their own wings against each other.
"Cut it out!" "Then stop being a jerk!" "I'm *Not!"* "In what world are you not being rude?!" "You're the one picking a fight in front of strangers!" 
At that, Morganite quickly stopped, tugging them both up and clearing his throat as he brushed dirt and grass off their light scales. His expression betrayed his absolute mortification with darkened cheeks and ears.
"Quit blushing, you're making me lightheaded," Moonstone rolled his eyes, but sat up as well, shaking his claws out before offering them to the giant seawing with a mildly sardonic grin. "Hi, I'm Moonstone. Pleasure to meet you."
"A-and I'm Morganite!" The other blurted out, also offering his talon before realizing that she couldn't shake both and quickly withdrawing it.
Timothy
"Atlanta..."

*The massive noble seawing spoke, her name was well known and maybe these two knuckleheads could figure out they were talking to the Queen of the Seawings. But maybe they wouldn't and Atlanta didn't mind one bit if they didn't figure it out as it allowed her to get even further into skywing territory without being outed as the Queen of the Seawings.*

"Pleasure meeting the two of you."
Audrey
Moonstone huffed when she didn't shake his hand, but brushed it off. His mood had obviously swung around from being grumpy and irritable to something more mischievous and playful. Without the bickering to keep him occupied, his dark-rimmed eyes wandered their surroundings, only half paying attention to the continued conversation.
"So, what brings a seawing so far inland?" Morganite asked politely, changing the subject, and the two curled their tail around Morganite's claws as they sat. Moonstone kept his wing folded, but Morganite had a habit of letting his fall lax, and the two leaned slightly to the other side to offset the weight.
"And do you have any tips on fishing?" Moonstone tuned back in, jabbing his thumb towards the lake. "Or, better yet- got any fish?"
Timothy
*Atlanta didn't care to shake his talon because it would dirty her own with a tainted looking hybrid although that was just speculation in truth Atlanta just hadn't reacted.*

"A simple trek up one of your rivers it's been a while since I've seen the skywing palace."

*Atlanta looked towards the lake and then at the skywing. Knowing that she could easily collect enough fish to feed those two for days if not weeks just from this small part of the lake alone.*

"You want fish? How much are you thinking as a pole is very ineffective in catching fish like the ones that inhabit this lake."
Audrey
"I told you we should've used a spear," Moonstone grumbled to Morganite, who shook his head. "Can't you hear? She said it was *In*Effective." 
"Uh-" Morganite cleared his throat again, putting on his polite, 'I am my brother's keeper' voice. "What my brother means, is that it's difficult to catch them, since- well, we each control half the body," He explained, "So it's harder to coordinate with such unpredictable prey."
"Yeah, plus we can't swim," Moonstone added. "You ever try linking arms with someone and swimming? *Without* Being able to breathe underwater? 'S rough." They had avoided water like the plague when they were younger, too afraid of one of them panicking and not falling in sync with the other to ever go any deeper than their elbows. "We'd *Die.* From drowning."