Scarlet Death was flying between the mountains, a place where the humans could not bring weapons and dared not enter. It was a sort of sanctuary for dragons, a safe place to rest. She snorted, looking around to see if there were anymore dragons about. It was getting boring and she didn't know of any small towns she could burn.
Plume was curled up in his nest, formed out of twigs and various stolen, soft items from the humans. He blinked and looked up lazily, seeing Scarlet Death flying around. Flicking his tongue out he put his head back down, he didn't want to interact with her.
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