A Lizard and a Silk Rose

Gila frowned when the dragon replied. "It is VERY important," Was this dragon aware of what sarcasm was? "I work under a pigeon. Uh, I mean, I work under a dragon called Pigeon. Pigeon is... uh... important..." Gila snorted. The strange dragon was probably wrong, although this "pigeon" was definitely more important than a hybrid. "Fire," Gila looked around. That hadn't sounded like this dragon. "Pigeon has fire." Gila hissed, annoyed that she'd been even slightly spooked by the dragon's words. Stupid stupid of COURSE pigeon has fire skywings have fire does this dragon have fire? The dragon shook her head vigorously. Gila stared at her, wondering what kind of self-respecting Skywing would hire a hybrid. Maybe this 'Pigeon' didn't know she was a hybrid? Gila opened her mouth, about to ask what this dragon called herself, when she suddenly yelled "Pigeon is not a camel!" Gila stared at the dragon. Did she think Gila was that dumb, that she would mistake a dragon for a camel? She glowered at the dragon. "Of course Pigeon is not a camel you work under him and camels are not able to think they're animals and even you are smarter than a camel" It was clear that Gila did not think very highly of this dragon's intelligence.
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The dragon looked up. "How do you know that camels aren't able to think they're animals? Only camels know what camels think. Are you a camel?" Gila drew herself up to her full height, which was quite tall given that she'd gotten quite good at balancing on her tail. "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME I am NOT a camel I am a DRAGON how DARE you even CONSIDER that" She roared, spitting out little bits of flame with every word. A burst of flame shot out and set a little scraggly bush on fire. A rabbit darted out of the bush, escaping the burning bush that once gave it shelter. Gila dropped to the ground so she could lash her tail angrily, and the tip of the venomous barb on the end of her tail nicked the rabbit's ear, but Gila didn't even notice. She hissed angrily. "How stupid are you if you think a dragon is a CAMEL you've gotten too much sun you should run back to the rainforest where cowards like you live Gila decided that this dragon would never be of any use to her, alive or dead. She advanced on the dragon, preparing to stab this annoying dragon with her tail.
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The dragon tried to back away from Gila, clearly panicking. Gila dragged herself after the dragon, matching her pace. The odd skywing paused for just a moment, looking at Gila hopefully. "Calm... camel?" Gila bristled. "I... AM NOT... A CAMEL!" She plunged her tail down towards the dragon, but as she did, something caught her eye. Two dragons, flying as fast as they could away from the scorpion den. That wing pattern it's Agate he saw me he saw me he said not to kill any more dragons he'll come back he'll see She glanced at the dragon. There was a scratch on her forearm, but it seemed as though Gila had avoided doing too much damage. Glancing nervously at the sky, she tackled the dragon, pinning her wings. "Wait for Agate he'll come I saw him" she muttered under her breath.
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(this is short because Agate is coming back soon, I just think Rose should respond to this before Agate shows up)
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Agate swooped through the air, his larger-than-usual wings allowing him to fly with some speed even after such a long flight from the scorpion den to the mountains. He wondered why his sister had been attacking a Skywing. Probably for no reason, he thought. Gila probably just saw the Skywing and assumed she was a threat. He hoped he wouldn't be too late for the dragon. He was relying on the fact that Gila probably wouldn't be as motivated to kill a Skywing as, say, an Icewing. And he hoped he'd been successful in trying to convince her that killing dragons wasn't a very nice thing to do. He was pleased to see that he was already getting closer to where he'd seen his sister. He dipped lower, eyes scanning the ground. He frowned when he saw that Gila was sitting on top of an unmoving Skywing. "Gila! Did you hurt her badly?" Gila frowned at him, but she was clearly pleased to see him. "She called me a camel not a camel how DARE she deserved it." Agate, who was used to his sister's odd way of talking, nodded sympathetically. "That wasn't very nice of her," he said, shooting the Skywing a significant look, "But that doesn't mean you should try to kill her." Gila grinned at him, which was odd. "Didn't try to kill her knew you'd be coming see only a scratch!" He looked, and saw that the dragon's wound was, indeed, just a scratch. Still a deadly tail scratch, but not if Gila truly knew she was coming. He smiled at his sister, then turned to the Skywing. "I apologize for my sister's actions. Thankfully, I'm here, so the venom in your scratch won't spread to the rest of your body." As he said this, he pulled out a jar of cactus milk soaked bandages, and started wrapping them around her arm. Once he was sure that her wound was sufficiently covered, he took some dry bandages and covered up the soaked ones. "Keep this on your arm until it stops hurting. It might take a while, but the wound isn't serious, so you should be able to fly without any help. I would offer to escort you to wherever you live, but I have other business elsewhere."
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Agate smiled at the nervous Skywing. "Of course! I'm sorry for not introducing myself before. My name is Agate." He spread his wings as if to display the swirling pattern he was named for. "I'm a medic. I live in the scorpion den, but I often travel to attend to dragons in need." He realized he should probably introduce Gila as well. This," he said, gesturing at his sister, "is my sister Gila." He wondered how he could say "She was tortured in the war and lost her mind" without making Gila angry. She hated thinking about that. "We, ah, fought in the war together. She's actually the reason I decided to learn the art of healing," he glanced at his sister and saw her looking at him with a sad look on her face. When she saw him look at her, she gave a little jump and turned her glare on the Skywing. Agate smiled sadly. The sister he remembered was still in there, he knew it. He just had to keep trying, and eventually, he'd get her back. Agate blinked hard and looked at the sky, refusing to show any tears. He cleared his throat and looked at the Skywing. "What about you? What's your story?" Agate realized, too late, that this was a very personal question to ask.
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"Uhhhhh, um. So I hatched from an egg. And grew up." Agate tilted his head a bit, confused. That was a very... vague answer. She hadn't even given her name. Was it that she didn't want to talk about her background? He'd thought that was a possibility, but this dragon was very... odd. The dragon's eyes suddenly widened. "I was born on Pantla!" Agate frowned at this. He had been to many places, and he had never heard of any place called Pantala. Maybe it was a remote Skywing town? "But then I moved here, I don't know why! My life is awesome! Yes! Actually! Really! Not fake!" Agate was getting more and more confused. He hadn't questioned that her life was fake, so why had she said that as if that was a question that she was asked quite often. Agate looked at his sister. How badly did she scare this dragon for her to be acting this panicked? Agate smiled at the dragon, trying very hard to not scare her further. "How interesting!" he commented, as though he had understood any of what she'd said about her origins. Agate reached into his pouch, and removed a small vial of brightsting cactus milk. "Now, when you go home, be sure to keep careful watch your scratch. If it starts getting worse, put some of this on it," he said, handing her the vial. "It counteracts the venom. If you run out, it's quite easy to get more. It comes from a cactus, like that one," he gestured towards a brightsting cactus that was close enough to them that you could easily see what it looked like. "Just take something to cut the cactus open with so you don't get poked," he smiled. "And now I have to go. Gila, could you go back to the scorpion den and tell anyone who asks for me that I'm out treating a patient and don't know when I'll be back?" He doubted that she would actually be that helpful to anyone looking for him, but he didn't have much of a choice. Gila nodded at him, shot a look of pure hatred at the Skywing, and flew off towards the scorpion den. Agate smiled apologetically at the Skywing. "I'm sorry again for my sister, she's... been through a lot, and it's hard for her to trust anyone."

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