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@glowb @RedOptics @kersom

The darkish violet dragon sat closer near the mouth of the cave, tail wrapped neatly around his large, spread claws. The dim fire behind him reflected off of the jewel-like growths on his body, and shining scales, which cast dapples across the ceiling.
Dziban winced as another angry screech from one of the heads pierced the Balley; the blasted creature never seemed to shut up, save for the odd times throughout the day when it seldom slept. Dziban's stomach growled.
The imperial swung his head around to glance at Anaise as she spoke, then to the measly piles of food in view, within the back cave chamber. One scrawny deer carcass fully stripped (finding a deer the Emperor hadn't devoured was a miracle in itself), some leaves and foul berries that had wilted, and the carcasses of some mangy, maggot-covered birds someone had brought in just in case. No seafood, of course, unless someone wanted to fish in the natural spring in one of the neck cave chambers; it wouldn't give very much, however: The fish in there were smaller than Dziban's front talon.

Dziban rose to his feet and made his way over to the dying flames. "Thank you. " he replied to the other imperial, before adding on. "We're running on next to nothing as far as food goes. We need to get some dragons together when beast is quiet to see if we can find anything."
Dziban's words were mixed with distant rumblings; thunder of a bad storm, or the angry emperor, it was hard to tell.

@IvyVines @glowb @Kerosem

Oro slithered out silently from one of the chambers, not so stealthily as he was basically a walking strobe light. His armor clanked together and on the stone floor as his birdskulled wings made hollow clicks and clacks as they bounced against each other. His fiery orange eyes were tired looking as the slit pupil contracted against the firelight from which sprouted from his nose. "I've been feeling his anger again." He said calmly. The fumes were indeed of the Emperor, for whenever he closed his eyes, he could see him so vividly, stamping on the rocky, uneven ground under a hellish storm. He imagined him raising all eight of his heads, roaring to the heavens as lighting struck behind him. Then the golden dragon returned to reality, worry suddenly striking at his bad heart, but making little of a deal about it. "So I'm guessing there will be no hunting parties until dawn now, eh?" Oro directed his gaze to Dziban, a friendly glint in his eyes.

@glowb @RedOptics @kerosem

"I will in a bit." Dziban muttered, settling down on to his side and staring at a cave wall. Dziban flicked his tail passively at Oro.
"Looks like it, if that damned beast ever decides to sleep." he huffed. Dziban remembered back to several nights ago, when every dragon had fallen asleep, and missed a vital opportunity for hunting when the Emperor fell asleep for 2 hours, at the same time as them. They suffered as a consequence; the Emperor only slept every several days; sure, it would nap, but never long enough, or in a deep enough slumber for them to do anything.
Dziban felt his eyelids getting heavy.
Dziban's eyes flew open, and the Imperial hissed in anger as the Skydancer's oily feathers smothered the flame. Dziban jumped to his paws.
'Are you bats? We don't have anymore wood, we needed to keep that fire going!" Dziban spat at the fire in anger, though due to his element, only a cold blast came out.
"We don't have any wood, we won't be able to restart it now. "

(It's okay! Edited post to match kersom since we posted at the same time)

@IvyVines @kersom @glowb

Oro snorted quietly once Dusk left the cave, "Now you've done it." His tone suggested he passed off a simple joke without realising. With all the rain that was about come pouring down and leak into the cave, he padded up to the glowing coals and organized what little wood there was left. He spat a small flame inthe middle that was heavy with heat, and the twigs and tinder caught fire rather quickly. Raising his glimmering head, he watched the fire for a moment before nodding in approval. "There'll be a flame left once there is more wood. Got a whole supply of gasses to burn anyways." He murmured something in another language after he said that, sniffingthat the smoke before turning his head in the direction of the kill pile. Constant hunger due to little eating was something he was good at. For he'd go a whole week eating nothing but a fawn once a day and not complain about it. Oro let off an audible grumble from his chest, followed by a huff to cover up his stomach's noises. His forked tongue flicked out of his mouth as he curled around a stone pillar and looked outside.

@kersom @glowb @RedOptics

"Dusk no!" Dziban whipped around as Dusk began to fly out, and in a flash snapped his jaws close around her dark feathered tail. He didn't want to hurt her, but in the heat of the moment (or lack of), Dziban had to think fast in order to save her.
"What're you thinking?" Dziban snarled through a muffled mouthful of feathers, not letting go of the tip of her tail until he knew she was back in the cave, but loosening his grip. "You'll die if you go out there alone when it's still awake! It'd hunt you down in minutes!"
Plus, with the bad weather, finding dry wood would be more than difficult.