Roleplay

@swedishfrenchy

On the very edge of the Wandering Contagion, among the spreading tendrils of disease were three dragons; an Azure striped Pearlcatcher, a brown speckled Coatl, and an icy iridescent.
"Ayeeee! Keep yer eyes peeled for the roots-- easily missed in the blinding sunlight."

"Yes, we are very well aware of that, Isk." The Pearlcatcher huffed, crouching forward and digging through the dirt and keeping his senses alert. The roots of the specific grasses around this area smelt very clean and fresh compared to the floral or fruity scent of the plants that littered their lair, and were needed in the medical cavern for a sanitized smell, as sick dragons don't want to be reminded of fruit or fauna when they're near the tipping point. His pearl was to the side of him, and he had it and the Coatl in the corner of his eye to be sure that she didn't try to take his pearl for her treasure hoard.

From the other side of his vision, he noticed that the Skydancer hadn't made a move to find the root, nor had he even moved an inch from which they arrived. His tail lashed to the side irritabley, and he sat up, calling to the dragon. "You going to help or are you just going to sit there and be useless!?" he snapped, "I'll hope you know that if I report that you did nothing to Apollo he'll have your head!"

"There's something in the distance." The solemn voice came back low, and very matter of fact as the Skydancers gaze stared distantly into the tangled wood. "I think we're about to have company." He spoke again, this time with a warning edge to his voice. The small ice dragon got up from his stationary position, and readied himself to pounce.

The Pearlcatcher narrowed his eyes before rolling them, "I don't see anything."

"Avast ye!" Isk hissed, her plumage now standing on end, "If it aint so! Ical has eyes like the wisest hawk!"

So she saw it too. The Pearlcatcher sighed, and looked up, focusing in the purplish trees and foilage of the wood, only to see..... a light colored Nocturne among them. Coming their way.

@swedishfrenchy

The azure Pearlcatcher whose scales were coated in a light, silvery pattern that made him seem haunted by the sea locked eyes with another across the border of the Scarred Wasteland. He mumbled something under his breath, which sounded either like a 'run' command or a 'be read' command. Either way, the speckled Coatl messed up whatever plans he had by shouting,

"There they be, Cap'n! Two dragons heading right for us!" She dropped the roots she had gathered onto the ground and bounded towards them, not with a look of anger or one of a fight, but of a dragon who was generally curious about these new dragons who had begun to surface from the tangled wood.

Puck slammed his claw into his forehead and screeched at her to stop, but before he could he felt a soft paw clamp over his mouth. The Skydancer, Ical, was looking at him with an eerily calm expression, made so by his pale red eyes. "Wait." He spoke swiftly, looking between the dragons and him, "They do not look like they plan to attack. We should be safe."

The Pearlcatcher opened his mouth despite being silenced as if he were going to make another retort, but his light eyes narrowed in a quick, questioning thought-- if they weren't attacking now, they could be friendly yes, but Shadow dragons were always ones for trickery and they loved to fool innocent dragons like Isk and Ical.

He sighed, "Alright, just... be careful."