' 'You are boring me, i won't wait for two hours at minimum for you to find your way out.' '

.:She paused in her tracks:. ' 'Unless you can somehow make this interesting.' '

' 'But that's not possible in your state. Goodbye.' ' .;she muted the microphone and continued to walk:.

"You underestimate me," Knuckles said. "Try me," His eyes gleamed with battlefire. "Let me," he whispered.

Shell tilted her head,
"Yes?"
She said the smaller dragonet pouncing on her tail.

"It's from Guardian Knuck-als. He says that it's been twenty-five minutes. I didn't get what he meant by that though... please don't eat me..."

Shell snorted,
"I eat fish,
not birds."
She stood up.
"Welp,
I'm guessing I have to save his butt now,
later bird."
Shell spread her mighty, blue wings and flew over the forest canopy,
her eyes caught the slight gleam of a trapdoor,
she flew down landing before the out of place object.
"Hello?"
She roared.

"Is Guardian down there?" The parrot, who had followed Shell, asked. He pecked at the door. "It's deep... yelling pointless. Door titanium. Nothing goes in or out."

(I think I forgot to ping)

Shell growled,
"Nothing eh?"
She dug her massive talons into the earth ripping the trapdoor off it's hidden hinges.
She could only fit her neck and head in,
"Hello?"