"Trade!" Aurum said, green scarf fluttering with her extra mechanical wings. She dashed to a pile of scraps and pulled a few books out on architecture and other forms of craft. "I don't need these anymore, you can have them." She put them in a bag that seems to be woven with some sort of metal filament. "It's water, fire, and mostly crash proof, so you can put books in it." The shiny metallic dragon gave Kazu the bag. "My lair isn't the best place for books. Or any paper, really."

(As much as I love some good swearing, pls censor that for the smol peeps)

{okay, sorry}

Feathers? No...just leaves. Snorting the hen padded through the underbrush still, sniffing at the ground as she did. It was dangerous yes but she must have more feathers! Her whole demeanor changed as the wind blew the smell of blood towards her. Dropping her wings some she crept forward, looking through the underbrush to find a dragon upon the ground. "Hey...hey are you alright?" She called looking at the male before looking around for humans.

Thief narrowed his eyes. Another dragon. He growled and bared his teeth, not in dominance, but in a sign to say, hey, who are you?!

"Easy...easy." Hazel said keeping her voice down as she did. "I want to help..." She said stepping out a bit, her feathers rustling lightly.

Thief backed away a slight bit, the spikes on his back stiffening to sharp points. He raised his tail over his head, kinda resembling a scorpion.

"What's wrong? Don't you want help? I can smell the blood, and the humans I wanted to help you get to your den." Hazel said stepping a bit closer.

Bluey, can you come with me? She asked the stuffed hippo. Charsy gently set him in her saddlebag, and fluttered to where shed heard the gunshots. Hiding in a bush, the tiny dragon looked at the feathered one curiously

Thief raised a talon to his injury, and got in a defensive stance. Everyone knew a scared dragon was a dangerous dragon.