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Flawless - Harry said to himself while carefully examining his body. Tsidia got closer, hypnotized as he was already singing something quietly.
- Hey. Any plans for today?
- Your turn
He gave her a look saing "You already know do you?"
- You can't override yourself yet. Everybody has to start somewhere.
- Alright then -He looked at his medication noticing that there's only few left- How about a walk in the forest?
Tsidia was shocked by the peacefulness inside him.
- Okay. Is everyth...
He was already outside "tasting the air" as he calls it
- Come on, let's go!
Nearest forest was relativly close. They were able to get there without any disturbances; well if you exclude Harry hitting few solid objects on his way, remembering how flying works.
- What exactly are we doing here?
- Searching
- For what?
- Memories
So they adventured deep into the never-ending green of "Kaeshwi", recollecting lost past.

[yes]

Xasheski remained quiet as he observed Harry and Tsidia. He was quite glad that Harry was getting better. Or at least he seemed much better. He wasn’t sure what he would have done if the poor dragon had gotten worst. He wasn’t aware enough of different herbal properties to be able to properly help with something more serious. Like, say, if Harry went into a coma. How would he had reacted to that? And would he have blamed himself if he hadn’t been able to help, or worse, if what he had tried made Harry feel even more terrible. He shook his head, simply trying not to think about it.

Though, speaking of his injury, Xasheski was still curious how exactly Harry had gotten it. More importantly, what had happened that had suddenly made it so much worse. The dragon hadn’t seemed in so much pain when he had left to go get herbs. When he had asked Tsidia, Harry had woken up, distracting her. He wondered if he should try asking her again. After all, he was quite curious about how this had all occurred. Judging by the way Harry observed his surroundings once he started to gain conscious, it seemed like the dragon was a bit on edge. So maybe it was an attack?

Whatever it was, Xasheski would ask later. He looked back up Tsidia, searching her face. She seemed to be staring off into space, or was very intently staring at Harry. Neither one of them was talking to each other. Had something happened between them? Was the reason they weren’t talking because Tsidia had accidentally done something? No, that was a stupid idea, and Xasheski was beginning to start asking himself stupid questions.

The reason she was probably being so quiet was because she wanted to give Harry some time to recover. He did look rather dazed by everything. After a bit of time in silence, Harry would appear to look much better, and much more tuned and focused. This made Xash smile a smile of relief. That was, until Harry suddenly turned to him, giving off a devilish smile. This unnerved Xasheski, because the dragon didn’t say anything. He just stared at him. Had he done something wrong? He awkwardly shuffled his feet, staring down at the ground.

He felt himself subconsciously move closer to Tsidia, as he suddenly felt quite awkward, when she looked down at him. Her gaze was intense, boring into his very being. Gee, why were they acting so strange all of a sudden, he wondered to himself. He would attempt to meet Tsidia’s gaze. Maybe she simply wanted to thank him, or ask him something. Her gaze seemed intense, like she had a burning question behind her eyes.

And then, without any warning, the two sprung out on him, asking a series of questions with seemingly no prompting. The questions went from normal to very strange very quickly. Like, Harry even asked him if he had a living dragon to be conversed into something? The questions made him very nervous, and he took a hesitant step back. Where had all that come from? And how had the two of them been so in sync without even saying anything. It just put a couple warning signs on in his head.

“Uh… um, no… I mean, I only know a few herbs for healing, and I’m new here, so I don’t even know if they grow on this continent. And, um, what do you mean by energy source?” Xasheski asked awkwardly, staring over at the two dragons with a hint of confusion and caution. Even if they seemed nice, Xash had to remind himself that they were still strangers.

Tsidia giggled and looked away, taking more peaceful expression.
- Sorry, sometimes we get too excited and do strange things.
- Forget it
- He's new here too, you know?
- heh, kinda
They both laid back down, only this time Harry let her tail curl around his, move around his legs up to his lap where he decided to keep it, holding the very tip in his maw as he rubbed his claws against three visibly whiter spots. In response he received involuntary purr, accompanied by a soft blush.
- I know that Harry can look rude, but he just doesn't talk much and...
Before she could finish Harry intentionally pushed harder against one of the spots, forcing out another purr in the middle of sentence, causing her to blush deeper
- ...gets straight to the point. We still have some of that if you're hungry
He pointed to the fireplace, where the rest of their deer must have been laying

Xasheski would begin to regain composure as the two enthusiastic dragons began to calm down. He still wasn’t entirely sure what that had all been about, but it would probably be in his best interest not to ask about it. Maybe it would be best for him to just leave now? No, no, that would be rude. And after all, they seemed to be appear friendly once more, having gotten into laying positions. He nodded his head absently as they apologized, dipping his own head. He wasn’t sure what he should apologize for, but he knew he should give them a word of thanks again.

“Er, um, sorry I couldn’t get those…. Things you needed…” the young night fury said awkwardly, fidgeting with his paws in the grass again. He wasn’t used to interacting with dragons like this so he was a bit rusty. He was the kind of dragon who preferred to be alone, after all. It wasn’t like his last couple experiences with dragons had been any better. Especially back on Shveki. Now those, those had been a disastor.

So it was probably justified that he would have a distrust of strangers. Especially when they did stuff like that.

Watching the others seem to forget about the whole ordeal was a little comforting. Xash himself would drop into a sitting position, wrapping his sail-like tail around his legs, watching the other two dragons. Tsidia then started to address him again, only to be cut off abruptly when Harry started pressing against something on her body. When he did this, a loud purr escaped her lips, and he saw a faint blush go across her face. The dragon wasn’t sure what was going on, but he looked away, feeling like he shouldn’t be watching this.

He next heard Harry address him, saying he was welcome to eat the rest the meal that had been cooking on the fireplace. Xash would look over at the firepit for a moment, then back at Harry. He was pretty hungry, but at the same time he didn’t want to just eat the last of their food. Though, it did make Xash wonder. Most rogues he had encountered were never this nice, and certainly weren’t going to give up their food. Food was a hard thing to come by when you lived life as a rogue, after all.

Were they even rogues? He had just assumed they were because they didn’t smell like any tribe he recognized. He shrugged the thought away, offering a smile to Harry, “Um, a-are you sure? I wouldn’t want to take the last of your food away…” he would say apologetically, dipping his head. Though he wouldn’t say it out loud, he hoped Harry would say yes, he could eat it.

"Well, if I wasn't sure I wouldn't make an offer." He raised a paw and after fidgeting with his claws for a few seconds pulled out five strings. Purple one was slashing through the air unpredictably, a symbol of his relation with Tsidia. Another one was weak and yellow, for the silliness and lack of care. Third one red, aggressive and expansive; every thing stifled and deep down killed. Fourth one light blue, the burning desires. Always having fluent path of its own. Fifth one was green, peaceful and keen. For all the substances his brain has seen. They slowly wiggled and crawled, slithered and slid. As if they had a mind of their own. When they wrapped around last bits of meal Harry pulled them back. They had no physical chances of bringing it all, yet without effort he called them here though. "Here you go. Enjoy." All strings besides purple has started to fade. After few seconds no more was to gain. He wrapped the purple one around Tsidia's wings and pulled her closer to him, trailing the patterns on them with his claws; earning soft, relaxed purrs as reward.

W-wow, what was that? Xasheski’s eyes widened when, suddenly, a variety of colorful strings seemed to emerge from Harry. Each string looked like it had a mind of its own, flailing and twisting about. It was truly an intriguing sight for someone who had never seen anything like it before. It was captivating, but also quite strange, the way they seemed to move without Harry controlling them or anything. Or perhaps he was controlling them? He had no idea, he couldn’t tell. One thing was sure, there were certainly so many strange powers that dragons could possess that he didn’t know about.

He watched as the strings began to slither and crawl over to the last remaining food, seemingly upon Harry’s wishes. Xash simply observed, not really sure whether to walk over to the meat and take it, or just wait. He would notice how the strings seemed to coil around the meat, and drag it back towards where Xash was waiting. Part of him wanted to back up a bit, but seeing as the strings were also attached to Harry, he didn’t see any reason why he couldn’t trust them. So instead, he just watched them wearily.

Once they had brought what was left of the deer over, they began to squirm, and dissipate. Only the purple one was left, which started to coil around Tsidia. For a moment, Xasheski stared at the meat. Then he looked over at Harry, dipping his head in gratitude, “T-thank you for the meal. It was very kind of you to offer it,” the night fury would respond, dipping his head down, and beginning to dig into his meal. He didn’t want to seem rude or anything, but he was also rather hungry.

Harry just nodded and turned his attention to Tsidia, purring softly to her. "Don't worry about us. If we were hungry I could just find another one." She giggled and watched him eat from the corner of her eye. Giving up on conversation for now she just purred comfortably and focused on hitting Harry with her tail again

For some reason, Xasheski’s nervousness was already starting to fade. He would listen to Harry, nodding absently as he would eat his meal. It was nice, being able to be around dragons that weren’t aggressive. After all, that wasn’t a very often sight you saw in these times. Rogues were often treated poorly by many of the tribes, and nobody seemed to really be forming any friendships right now. It felt nice, knowing that there were still friendly dragons out there, especially rogues.

After he finished his meal, Xasheski wiped his face with a paw, staring over at Harry and Tsidia. They actually looked quite comfortable. He wondered if now would be a good time to make his exit. Folding his paws, he’d look up, offering a weak smile, and spoke, “Ah, well, thank you for the meal. I really appreciate it. Though, It looks like you guys could use some alone time…”

Harry smiled a little, looking between Xashewski and Tsidia. He always liked when problems solved themselves without his attention. "Yeah, I suppose." Tsidia blushed softly, but didn't say anything, only nodded lightly. After all they still needed to secure Harry's wings and they really could use some time alone. That's why they came here in the first place. "Thanks for the company."

This was nice. Being able to talk alone, without having to worry about defending yourselves, that is. It reminded him of when he was a child. He nodded at Harry's words. The two clearly wanted some alone time. Slowly, he'd turn around, and start to make his way down the hill. He abruptly stopped, however, and turned back to face Tsidia and Harry, "Um, do you think I'll ever see you guys again?" he asked curiously.

Harry chuckled. "Of course. We move a lot, there's no chance we wouldn't meet again at some point" Tsidia nodded and waved her tail as if saying goodbye and leaned against Harry. She would probably want to stay with Xash for some longer, but she really needed to take care of Harry now.

Xasheski smiled and nodded. Of course. Rogues were always traveling, but they weren’t usually ones to leave their set territory. Perhaps they would be able to meet again one day, while Xasheski was hunting, similar to how they met today. It would certainly be interesting to see them again. It would have been the first time Xash had ever met any friendly dragons in a while. It might give him some incentive to go explore Layrian some more. Perhaps visit areas he hadn’t before. Maybe dragons on Layrian were just naturally more friendly than the ones that had been on Verula or Shveki?

Well, whatever the case, this experience had certainly opened his eyes. He grinned at Tsidia and Harry, waving his tail at them in a goodbye gesture, “Well, it was certainly a pleasure to meet you both. I hope you two have a wonderful rest of your afternoon,” he’d say kindly, before turning around and heading into the forest.

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