An unsual meeting (private:Oreo)

Eveningsong ducked under the trees. Today had had the potential for being good for hunting, but the rain had dashed any and all plans a dragon might have. She yelped at the sound of thunder. It wasn't too far off, really. Her feathers were soaked and plastered to her sides. Eve didn't care much about looks, but she was incredibly cold. Wet feathers were not warm feathers, and that was what Eve wanted right now. She curled under a bush. Mud, yuck. Mud was disgusting, and, even worse, cold. Everything seemed to be cold. Her stomach grumbled loudly. Dang, now she was hungry. Not much she could do about that. She was too wet to fly, and no prey would come out in a mess like this! She wrapped her wings around herself and tucked her tail above her nose. She was still cold, but not as cold as before. With luck, the rain would let up soon. Maybe.

I've always had a like for rain, usually warm rain in the summer. Lightning and thunder were also fun, at dusk in the summer. Oculus finally let me have some free time, so I spent it outside with the rain splattering into droplets on my scales. I still kept my half guard up, something that just naturally happened sense I've began training and guarding the emperor of the tribe.

I finally layed down by the edge of a puddle that was forming, looking into the water at myself. A remember or realization hit me like a bullet, how everyone else saw me. It always lingered in the back of my mind, the hatered of how I have to guard and be tough all the time, the monster of a leader. "Well you know what!" I yelled, getting up and looking at the puddle "It's not my fault I have to do this, if I didn't who would!" I lashed at the puddle, standing on my hind legs breathing heavily. "What am I doing." I whispered, looking at my mud-coated claws. I sat down, my flabby horns flattening on my head, looking down at my claws as my tail whipped around. Because of the rain I didn't notice the scent of dragon nearby...

(PRETEND THIS IS EVE. D:)

Eve noticed a dragon staring into a nearby puddle. It looked like one of Occy's royal guards. He looked mad, which made her nervous. She shrank further against the bush, making it rattle and spray water on her. She flinched. It was far too cold, and would alert Oreo to her presence. She feared he might turn her in. Then again, maybe he was nice? Not that she had seen, but, to be fair, she hadn't seen much. A sing-song voice interrupted her thoughts. Alcose, the ever-annoying statue was here. "Hello. I foooound you!" He grinned and zoomed away. Furiously, she followed, landing in the nearby puddle and snatching him out of the air. Holding him in her hand she shouted, "Stupid pain in the neck! Why can't you do as you are TOLD?" Realizing she was next to Oreo, she looked up and blushed. "Sorry, not you." She muttered, giving Alcose a glare. He had, of course, stopped moving, and was normal again. She was going to have a lot to explain, and she wasn't sure, "Sorry, it was my statue." would suffice. Although, after last time, surely everyone knew of her powers. Maybe.

I stopped beating myself up when I heard the sounds of something moving. I looked around, sure it wasn't a threat but still ready to attack at anything. I heard a voice nearby, finding it weird that a dragon no less would be singing in this rain. I listened, watching as she caught something and began to talk to it. I thought it was a bit strange how she was talking to a statue, then looking at her feathers I realized who it was. "Oh well... What brings you out here?" I asked, a bit embarresed I didn't notice here. Then, I also remembered that I was just yelling into a puddle. "Umm, I'm sorry." I said, shuffling my paws. I never usually talked to anyone but the other guards, occasionally Oculus.

Eve looked at the dragon talking to her. Well, at least he knew her, which cleared up some problems. Eve had not talked to many people in the tribe, but now was probably a good time to properly introduce herself. The introduction, "Sorry about the rampaging statue that came to life because I was near it. That happens. Oops." was not exactly the best one you could give. "I-I'm Eveningsong, b-b-but you can, can just call me Eve." She muttered. "Eh i-it's o-okay." she added, staring at the ground. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all. He was cool-looking, too.

"Well, at least it wasn't a dragon trying to attack you. " I said with a smile. I knew about our Vulcan, but not her name... or what she looked like. "I... I'm Dynamic Oreo, but you can just call me Oreo." I said. I looked at her feathers, noticing how they looked like fire and also how no other Nightwings had feathers... Also how they looked better than scales. "So... how did you get your feathers?" I asked. It was nice to have a normal conversation and not be yelling at the guards.

Eveningsong grinned sheepishly. "Well, err... I'm half skywing..." She muttered nervously. Oreo was one of the, royal guards, now, wasn't he? Would he take her to Oculus because of er half-breed heritage? He didn't look like he would, but how was she to know? Dragons could be dangerous, even kind ones. Anxiously, she covered her head with her wings to block the rain from soaking her anymore. Somewhere nearby, thunder crashed, making Eve jump. Her soaked feathers felt colder than ever, and the rain poured harder.

I listened to her mumble about being part Skywing. She seemed annoyed by the rain, it was cold but it didn't really bother me. Either way, she should be comfortable. I wonder if I should take her to my cave. "So, where is your Vulcan shop?" I asked, wondering if her place was closer than mine. The lightning that came with the thunder lightened her features for a bit, which made me shiver, but not from the cold, but from how nice she looked.

Eve, glad that he didn't mind her being half-skywing, made a half-smile. "I'm not so much a vulcan as a mason..." She indicated Alcose, "It's kinda far from here, but there's a cave not to far from here I go in sometimes. Drew some art in the stone. Whenever I visit, actually." She wondered if he would mind the creepy statues. Well, they were only creepy when it was dark or raining. Which it was. They were both surprisingly kind though. When they felt like talking, that is. That they didn't often like, despite their kindness, they were dreadfully lazy and always tired. She took to the air. "Well? Are you coming?"

I smiled at her again, glad that she didn't have to come to my messy cave. I thought it was interesting how she was a mason, not a Vulcan. I wonder if she realized how much agonizing training I went through, this flight would be like nothing. I must have been in a small trance, or else I would've taken off when she did. I shook my head, a bit embarrassed of the fact, and started to fly by her. I let her lead, like I would be doing anyway likewise that I didn't know where she lived. I caught myself looking back at her feathers again, wondering what she would do if she caught my looking at her, but not caring at the same time.

Eve led the way, finally landing in a small cavern on a cliff face. Skilled and beautiful pictures were drawn there, in the stone. Nearby, two statues sat nearby. One snored so loudly it made Eve jump when she first entered. Lazy. She thought. She unconsciously reached for and fiddled with a chisel. The rain made the statues look freaky. Fortunately, the snores lessened this effect greatly. Watching Oreo glide towards the cave, she admitted that he was-kind of-cute. Maybe she was just going insane.

Following her to the cavern of the cliff face was interesting , and seeing her land, she was good at it. I wondered if the Skywing blood in her helped her with her flying. I landed, seeing the beautiful pictures in the stone on the wall. I walked up to it, tracing a paw on it. Then, hearing a loud noise, I jumped (Like when Toothless, 2nd movie, got surrounded by swords ). I looked to her, then back to the two statues I just noticed. I walked up to it, looking at it first then sticking out a claw to poke it, wondering if it made the noise.

The statue grunted in its sleep, then resumed snoring, with its tongue dangling from its mouth. Eve watched it, and rolled her eyes. It was annoying how much those statues slept. I mean, really. She thought. "Well, do you like it?" she asked, indicating the art and the statues. "I wouldn't wake them up if I were you. They're normally kind, but they hate being woken, they sleep a lot." She said, pointing to the two statues. Walking over to one of the torches, she spread her wings to warm up and dry off.

I stepped back from the statues, and looked at her when she'd talked. I looked back at the statues, already knowing my opinion on the art. "So, did you make everything yourself? Because, it is all fantastic." I looked back at the statue, wondewondwondering how it can be moving at all.

(Can we time-skip or something? I am really feeling uninspired. Or maybe it is just my laziness XD.)

"Well, er... thanks. And yeah, I did make all of it." She said nervously. One of the statues rolled on its back, talons in the air, head hanging off the pedestal. She started to carve another picture into the stone. This one was of the Nightwing palace. With each brush of the chisel, new scenery was carved into being. Oculus, who sat next to the palace, spread his wings and flew through the drawing. He doubled back in surprise when he came to the drawing of an angry looking Phantom and called his troops. But she hadn't carved them. And he sat back in-front of the palace once more.

(This isn't the REAL Occy, but her drawings move too as long as they were chiseled into the stone.)

I walked over by her carving, amazed that she did all of this. I watched as the palace and Oculus looked like the real deal, just in 2D. I watched as he flew around, interested that anything carved in stone could move around. I smiled, turning to her, now just realizing how... Amazing she was. "How... How did you learn this?" I asked. I remembered I was still smiling and pretended to wash my face with my paw. Maybe she didn't notice?

Eve blushed a little. "Well, I kind of taught myself, really. Just, practice." Then added "Thanks." She hadn't noticed that Oreo was still smiling. A drawing of a cruel-looking Nightwing chasing a three-tailed, 6-legged lizard sprang to life as both lizard and dragon darted through the drawings. The drawing was Eve seeing Warglory talking to one of the Nightwing generals about why she was late for battle training, then proceeding to chase something that only she appeared to see midway through her explanation. That general hadn't been happy.

(Timeskip?)

(Oh whoops, yeah we can timeskip )

I watched the image that she drew fly around, finding it strange. I must have been with Oculus when that happened. "So... Do you base these off of real things?" I asked.

(You could just answer the question and then timeskip if you wanted.)

"Sometimes... yeah." She said, watching the pictures go about their business.

-timeskip:1 month-

Eve flew out to meet Oreo. He was probably her best friend. Despite being a royal guard, he was nice. Okay, maybe a little more than, "friends". She appeared to have gotten to her drawing cave before him. She spotted the statues snoring in the corner and rolled her orange eyes. It was a little comical, to see such ferocious statues sleeping lazily on their back. She sat back, amused, and waited.