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Shell hissed as his plan was unsuccessful, lashing and wriggling in an attempt to down his brother from his flapping wings. Dagon sputtered and coughed as he wriggled free of his brother's grip and jerked his head above the surface, gasping in great lungfuls of air. It looked as if they were going to get right back into it. Speedy grunted loudly as she finally managed to pull the tree straight out of the ground, roots and all. She then turned and moved towards her bickering sons and proceeded...

Bran watched in quiet awe for a moment, kind of shocked she was able to do that, and even more shocked that the enormous dragon just made another series of groans and huffs and sank back into the water where he had been pushed. Like a moody teenager. Speedy almost shot another look towards the water but was immediately distracted when Bran reached inside his cloak. Rhu trilled affectionately at Speedy as she looked over at him, cocking his head a little, raptor-like. Before he followed her ov...

Bran sighed as he wandered a little aimlessly across the water bank. He had a book in his hand, claws pressing frustratedly into the pages as he reread the same sentence twice. It made no sense. This whole book was in a totally different language, but he understood bits. He’d bought it off of a traveler that passed through his ranch a couple days ago, and had only recently had the chance to actually leave and try and find the wood detailed inside. Or.. at least look for...

After a minute, he let out another questioning noise before remembering that talking was a thing. "What do...no..w? What do now? No...nono...What do...I? do...now?" He stared down at the cave floor, eyebrows turning downwards in a display of perhaps anger? Trying to figure out how to say what he was trying to say but closer to how Hecate would have said it. He was trying his best, he really was but it was starting to get on his nerves. "What do we do now," Hecate smiled, moving to walk...

Hecate blinked at the improvement, half wondering if she talked more to this... well. Special nephew of hers perhaps she could make a normal dragon of him yet. Being around their parents, one only occasionally speaking in one word sentences and the other only talking when he had to talk about territory or fighting probably didn't encourage him to learn much. Maybe this Hatchling would be her project for a time. "You collect it," she stated carefully, and very eloquently, making ...

The morning was bright and the sky was clear when Hecate finally pulled herself up from her morning soak and narrowed her eyes as the distant, more frequently as of late, observer. Well, not of her, she reminded herself - But of her horde. She'd been keeping an eye on the other dragon for months now, and while he never approached her cove - especially having kept his distance after watching her near roast a stranger for even coming close to touching her gold - she couldn't say s...