Zaqual scanned the hillside, his feathered wings flapping with both avian and dragon beauty. His eyes scanned the pass looking for prey, or a mate, but to his dismay he only saw trees, rocks, bird nests, a boulder hurtling towards him... Wait, a boulder?! He squaked-roared the equivalent of what a bird-dragon would roar and evaded the massive rock as it clipped his rainbow-coloured plumage. He flapped helplessly like a giant dragon-chicken and plummeted to ground zero. -SPLASH- as he fell down into a pool of water, he flopped about like soggy jerky for a minute, then clambered back to solid ground, looking for the offender, he gave up and rubbed his eletrical hand-sacs together and let down a thunderbolt to mark as a SOS flare, and squaked loudly as he could, then fell onto a warm rock to dry off..