Sneaking Into SkyWing Forge

((So I don't know what the forges are supposed to look like in SkyWing, so for now I'm kind of imagining something like the forges in Iron Town from Princess Mononoke. I'll try to be purposefully vague though. If there's a description of it somewhere, drop me a link? Thanks!))

"Hellooooo?"
Leo fidgeted awkwardly in front of the forge entrance. It didn't seem like anyone was in, which means he should probably just leave. But it also meant no one was really telling him to go away, right? The argument wouldn't really hold in front of Gramma, but he had so many questions! He'd never been in a forge before. He could feel the heat wafting from inside- was it always hot, even when they weren't forging anything? SkyWings can't just make fire, so what do they use to burn? And where does the metal come from? Rocks? He had to know. It'd be nice if a Vulcan were here though, so he could ask them instead of standing around wondering if he could go in.

Okay, Leo thought, if no one shows up and tells me to leave in 30-- no, 10 seconds, I'll just go in and look.

One,
Two,
Three...
"Whatever! The persuit of knowledge knows no bounds!" he gave up and cheerfully pushed his way into the heat.

His first thought was that it was sweltering as he entered the forge. But it was quickly forgotten as he looked around. This is so cool! Look at that! What's this tool for?  What's this giant wood thi-- woah it moves! I wonder if I can-- uh oh.

Leo knew that his intelligence level was above average, but as his Gramma Haelga would tell you, that don't mean you got a whole lot of common sense.
Gramma was proven true yet again as Leo beat his wings in excitement, throwing gusts of wind around the enclosed space and sending hot coals flying around the forge and ending with Leo feeling a bit singed. Also the burning smell was getting much stronger...

"Ah, of course," Leo commented as he turned around, "my tail's on fire."

...

"OH SH----!"

((Imma pop into this with my skywing character because I'm trying to be more active. And to say hey! She's not the vulcan, but ah well.))

Two massive yellow ears twitched to the sound of a loud shout, and the blind dragoness lifted her head, shifting slightly on the beam she was currently lounging on. She shook her head and looked around, blinking a few times, and blasting sound in all directions, or waiting for another noise to indicate where it came from.
She wasn't disappointed, and she dropped from the beam, hurrying towards the forges, using the claws on her wings to propel herself across the ground. She poked her head into one of the lit forges, and immediately knew it was the one she wanted if the smell was anything to go by. Tucking her wings close and blasting the room with sounds only she could hear, she quickly pinpointed the source of the loud shriek and looked around. She'd never really explored the forges to extensively, but on the occasions her curiosity got the better of her, she'd seen that the lit forges always had a source of water ready in some form of bucket or cup.
She knocked the bucket of water over-lacking front paws to pick it up-and dumped it on the currently flaming dragon. She couldn't tell exactly what part of the dragon it was, but she could tell the flames went out, and she blasted sound around the room again, looking for more dangerous fires, finding none, she addressed the dragon in question. She didn't recognize the scent. "Are you alright?" She blinked sightlessly at him a few times.

((That's fine! From the looks of it Leo and Myrra should totally be bros, anyway!))

He's saved! Leo breathed a sigh of relief as he was doused in cool, blessed, wonderful water. "I'm going to live!" He cried cheerfully as he quit flailing and turned around to greet his savior, a bright yellow dragon about his size. At seeing a new face, his singed tail was pushed to the back of his mind as he enthhusiastically greeted the new dragon, "Hi! We haven't met before! I'm Leo! What's your name? Are you the Vulcan? You don't look like a Vulcan. Oh! You knew where the water was, though! Thanks for saving me! I was exploring and lost control of my winds... It's a little embarrassing. Suddenly the coals were everywhere and-- well, you saw. Hey, where do you think the coal comes from, anyway? I've never seen any mines. Do we trade with the EarthWings?"

Leo's wings flapped in excitement again, filling the forge with a light breeze that made the coals and embers burn red. He blushed and brought his wings in close to his body. He'll have to put a bit more time into training, even if it was boring.

Myyra didn't bother to hide the smile that spread over her face at the sudden barrage of questions. So she wasn't the only one with an insatiable curiosity. "Myyra. No, I'm a tracker. You're welcome, and I haven't asked." She said, answering them just as quickly in the same order. "I only knew where the water was because I've been in here a few times." She turned to shuffle awkwardly out of the forge, calling behind her. "We can talk more outside. The fire makes it hard for me to see." She said, keeping her mouth slightly open to barrage the area with the sound only she can hear before poking her head back outside and shook her massive wings out, flapping them a few times-rising onto her back legs for a moment-before falling back onto her wings again and turned. "So when'd you get here?" She asked, blinking curiously at him.

((Gonna throw Haneul in only cause Myyra's here. ))

Today was one of those extremely rare days in which the Guardian wasn't doing his job. And it was only because of the rain. So instead of patrolling the border and flying from island to island, Haneul stayed inside the palace. He walked around, looking to help his fellow SkyWings with some odd jobs, but none needed help. So he wandered aimlessly around, utterly bored. Then he remembered... Myyra was here. He hope--thought she was, at least. It had been awhile since he'd last seen the blind Wyvern. He was about to go looking when he heard a yell coming from the forges.

Reaching the forges as fast as he could, he discovered the commotion had come from a younger Dragon. And then he saw Myyra as well. If it were typical of the stoic Guardian, he would have smiled--not that Myyra would have seen. Instead he spoke in what he would consider his pleasant voice, which sounded no different than his usual tone. "Hello, Myyra. What's going on here? I heard yelling."

Myyra turned at the new voice. She recognized that gait and voice. A large smile spread over her face. "Haneul! You stuck around today!" She cried excitedly, bounding awkwardly towards him, then slid to a weird stop and looked back at the Trainee. "Oh, this is Leo. He was checking out one of the forges when one of the coals popped and landed on him." No need to say exactly what happened. She didn't want to get him in trouble. She quite liked the other dragon. "Leo, this is Haneul. He's a guardian." She grinned and pushed her head against him. "He's not as mean as he acts." She would have said 'not as mean as he looks', but she wasn't entirely sure what mean looked like.

Han blinked as Myyra ran over to him. No one had ever been so happy to see him. He looked again at the younger SkyWing and gave him a light nod when Myyra introduced him. "Hello, Leo. Those forges can be a little feisty at times. And I has to stick around, Myyra. It's raining... I don't do flying in the rain."

Haneul huffed when the Wyvern mentioned him being mean. He lightly swatted one of her wings with his tail. "I'm not mean at all. You're the mean one."

Leo kept his wings carefully against his sides as he carefully picked his way out of the forge, but they popped open again at the sight of another dragon.
"Woah! You're huge! I've never seen a dragon as big as you! This is so cool! Haneul, right? Are you really SkyWing? I've never seen a SkyWing with grey scales! You must be like invisible in a storm. Why don't you fly in the rain? I can fly in the rain. Kind of. It's a work in progress."

Leo stopped to catch his breath as he examined the other two dragons, blushing when he realized Myyra lied for him. Maybe he's made a new friend. "I don't think either of you are mean..." he mumbles bashfully.

((It doesn't matter how many times she meets someone knew, I'll never tire of watching dragons not realize she's blind until she outright says something along the lines of "what's it look like?" XD ))

Myyra giggled at Leo's barrage of questions again, then frowned slightly, confused for a minute. What was grey? She shook her head. It was probably one of those things only dragons who could see knew about. She nudged Haneul with one of her wings. "I like him." She said, then shuffled back to Leo. "Nah, we're just joking around." She turned her head towards Haneul slyly. "Though being around this one when he jokes around is a rare sight. You should consider yourself lucky to be here for it." Then she settled back on her hind legs and folded her wings comfortably. "So when'd you show up? I didn't recognize your smell."

((lol! As much as Leo prides himself on being observant and knowledgeable, he's actually pretty oblivious, so it's going to take something really obvious for him to figure it out haha!))

Leo's neck stretched with pride and his winged fluttered unconsciously, his new friend Myyra likes him and he's lucky because he got to hear Haneul joking. The forge misadventure was a bust, but it was turning out to be a good day despite that.

"Gramma and I were traveling around looking for my parents. But I'm not a hatchling anymore and we came back so I could be trained to be a Scholar." Leo puffed out his chest and brought himself to his full height of 15 feet. "As a Scholar trainee, I get to know everything about eveything and everywhere and everyone. Once I'm a full Scholar, I'll know everything in the whole world!"

The Guardian frowned as Leo asked if he was really a SkyWing because of his coloring. "Of course I am! I would not be in this tribe if I were not. Hmph! Am I a SkyWing..." he muttered as he sat down. Well, Han's rare, pleasant moods never lasted long anyway. His stinger-tipped tail flicked in irritation and he failed to respond to Leo's other questions.

Leo's eyes lit with excitement, he knew more than a dragon Guardian already! He must be very intelligent, indeed.
"But Haneul, tribes and races are different, even if they're called the same thing!" Leo explained, he loved explaining things. "Like Gramma says there's a NightWing in our tribe. So that means they belong to the SkyWing tribe, but their race is NightWing, so they won't look like a SkyWing, but they are anyway. See?"

Leo grinned to himself. Not even a Scholar yet and already he gets to teach others and impart knowledge. Haneul will surely be less grumpy after he learns this, Leo thought, pleased, learning new information always cheers me up!

Han huffed with another flick of his tail. "I know the difference. And what do you mean there is a NightWing in the tribe!?" Now Han very upset. He hated any Dragon that wasn't a SkyWing or at least half SkyWing. But even more, he hated the idea of having a non-SkyWing in the tribe. Why hadn't he known about this? Well, perhaps it was because everyone knew how he would react. But surely they knew it worse to not say anything? Growling, Han stood and stormed off into the forges. With nowhere to go, he could at least distract himself by checking to see if his new armor was ready.

Myyra sighed heavily as she heard Haneul stalking off. She turned her head back to Leo and smiled slightly. "He doesn't like the other tribes much. But he's still nice. You were lucky to see him in a joking mood. But he means well." She shrugged. "Anyway, you were looking for your parents? What happened to them?"

Han walked to the area of the forge where the completed sets of armor and weapons were kept. But as he scanned he collection for his armor, he found nothing. So he made his way instead to yet another area for partially completed armor. Here, he found his new chest and tail armor and he decided to test them out. After a minute or two, Han had them on and he walked around, getting used to the feel. He left the forge and flew down the hall, getting used to the extra weight. Satisfied, he landed near Myyra.