"Visiting," She hissed softly watching the boy move closer.
"You seem more like a troublemaker then anything," The halfie said, his voice cool and calm, making her think of the ocean.
Then he lunged forward, pinning her to the ground.
"Sweet little dragon... why do you kill the crops," He cooed digging his claws into her arm, "Or do I need to force you," There was an edge to his voice.

"Scarlet?" He asked, worried now as he saw damage coming to her arm.

"Are you the one poisoning the lands," The blue halfie asked, digging his thorn sharp claws deeper into her arms.
When she didn't reply he snarled, tail lashing. He pinned her down with his wings.
"You. Killed. Him," He howled digging her claws into her throat, but she didn'f flinch at all.
In her room her arms where trembling just the tiniest bit.
"Wake me," She whispered to Crimson.

He nodded, now shaking her.

She stared at the Blue dragon, then she was back in her room. Opening her eyes she put her hand to her neck, which was bleeding.
"What are you doing here... I thought you where with Yang? Is she dead," Her voice was shaking slightly, although she acted like it wasn't.

"She isn't dead, she calls herself Tyka. But I just came to see if I could be of use." He said. "Looks like I came in handy a bit."

"You did, thank you," She was bothered by the dragon halfie, she had thought no more had existed.
She stood up, slowly walking out of her room. Her wings and tail where limb, probably because she was to tired to lift them.

He stood, shaking himself before following. "How about we patch those wounds up?"

"Ok," She seemed in kind of a daze at that moment, her eyes filled with unanswered questions.

He walked to her side. "Come on then." He said, offering an arm out to her having seen her exhaustion.