Mr. Lit watches from a distance for a second, taking in what was happening. The Dreamer was cornering a small boy, who was shaking badly. It was saying something, but he couldn't hear it from here. He shifted into his dragon form before swooping down.
"Lesson one, always hit a Dreamer in it's soft underside," He roared as he scratched the Dreamer's belly, causing it to roar in surprise and try to hit him back, but he dodged.

Jessie slithered along, hooked wings pulling her forward. She watched silently, ready to strike when needed.

Brian wooped for Mr.Lit, though he listened to what they'd been told.

Riley swooped in, but only to grab the boy and get him out. "Hey there. You ok?" He asked him, taking him a little ways away and setting him down. There were only two Dreamers and if everyone wanted a turn to practice, this mess should be over with soon enough.

Scarab drums a beat with his fingers on his legs. He hums along with it, pausing to resecure his hairclip. Waiting was always so blah.

*eeps* forgot to ping you.

(Only two? When did they duplicate?)

Oliver, the boy, nodded hesitantly, still shaking a bit. It was a bit odd him his eyes where different colors, one gold, the color of royalty. The other a blue pink, though that was usually not normal, so a rare color? He was holding his right arm, as if nervous.
"Thank you. My name is Oliver," He said hugging Riley, a small smile appearing on his face.

"Next, try to be fast. If you can't, beat them by force. Each Dreamer has a special 'power' or special ability. While some can breathe fire others can turn invisisble and so on. So be prepared," He ducked under the Dreamer's claws again, diving and clawing it's belly again as it roared in rage.

Brian wanted to get into the fight, but Jessie seemed lay back as she rested her head on the ground.

(... A light purple and white Dreamer? Unless the one Dreamer has two colors, there would be two? I don't know if they duplicate? Sorry if I read it wrong.)

"You're very welcome. My name's Riley." He says, stiffening slightly when hugged before relaxing and hugging the little guy as well. He stops hugging Oliver after a moment. "Um, so is your right arm ok?" He asks, noticing that he had held it before. He wasn't sure if it was just a nervous habit of if he had been hurt.

(It's supposed to be one with both colors but I can see how you where mistaken xD)

He froze for a second, pulling away, "It's fine," He squeaked in a high voice, obviously lying, "It's just a bit sore."
He held it close, looking away. He sat down, wiping his eyes a bit.
"Will it be okay," He asked looking in the direction the Dreamer was.

"Next try to fi..." He trailed off as the Dreamer shrunk down to a smaller size, turning and running away, "Hey!"
He chased after it, but soon lost it in the rubble. He huffed, landing and looking around. It was gone at least, unless it was just waiting to strike.

Brian ran over to where Mr.Lit was, bouncing rapidly. "It shrunk! It was so TINY AND CUTE CUTE CUTE!!"

So sorry,forgot ping again.