Her ex Mate:

Maybe the shop one? Narri could collect lots of crickets and some gold as her hatching is sick and she needs payment

Alright, sounds good! Should we start?

Yes, who should start first?

I guess I will hang on...

Okay :)

Nekonata was at her stand in the town square. It was held up by four wooden poles and had a colorful fabric roof. There was a desk out front for greeting customers with a small chest underneath and baubles, potions, and trinkets on a short shelf to one side. She had a smile on her face as she called to the dragons passing by on the streets, "Magical trinkets and potions for sale! Heal your loved ones of illness with my healing potions! Give yourself the upper hand in battle with my enchanted gauntlets, rings, and other armors!" Not many people stopped to buy her wares. She was starting to think this just wasn't her day.

A female Dragon was walking around avoiding other dragons looking for the stand a Dragon elder had told her about she hopped that they have a potion that would cure her extreamly sick hatching who kept collapsing and fainting and wasn't a wood heat down any food or liquid and was in constant pain it was obvious that this wasn't a normal illness that would get better with time (like a cold or food poisoning). The white female Dragon was called Narri and in her tail was the payment a small bag of gold and a box of fresh live crickets that would be enough for the potion. Narri eyes widened when she saw the stall and she quickly trotted over and smiled at her "u-um excuse me I need a potion my hatching is extreamly sick" she said

Nekonata was organizing her shelves when she was startled by a customer. She almost jumped, her bone markings flashing before going away, "Eep! Oh, a customer!" She blushed, embarrassed as she tried to compose herself. She had been caught at a bad time, "W-what sort of illness?" She leaned against the front desk waiting for a response.

Narri had been too concerned for her hatching to notice that neko bones almost showered themselves "he terribly sick, it keeps collapsing or fainting he's in constant pain and any time I try and get him to eat any thing he can't keep it down" she said the look of concerned and fear of a mother terrified of losing her hatching was evident on her face. Narri wings dropped and her bright Caribbean blue eyes showed extreme fear and sadness this hatching was all she had in the world

"Oh, sorry." She said, looking concerned for the hatchling. She grabbed a pinkish red potion from the shelf, "This one should help." She sat it on the counter, "Send him my best regards." She smiled.