"Ah, yes. I know about the sloths." He smiled. "Thank you for the reminder, though."
He remembered seeing Queen Paradise with one before, the last time she'd visited the Summer Palace.
"If it's Rainwings we're looking for, perhaps we should head deeper." he suggested. He doubted they would live so close to the edge.
"Well, obviously." Sorch replied, rolling her eyes. "What, you expected them to be out here by the edge, fish-face?"
"Excuse me?!" He was taken aback by the name calling.
He knew it was supposed to be an insult, but then why did his face feel so hot all of a sudden?
"You know what, I'm calling you that from now on." She added, chuckling at his reaction. "Let's get a move on, fish-face. I'd prefer to find the RainWings sooner rather than later."
She glanced up at the sky, or rather what she could see of it through the trees. It was getting dark, so they might just have to find shelter for the night instead.
"Yes, well…" He cleared his throat. "Lead the way, princess."
Ah, yes. Composure finally regained. Now, how are there no caves around here? Surely a cave could provide adequate shelter.
"Can you stop calling me that? It sounds like pet name, it's gross." Scorch said, glancing back at him.
"Why would you call me that anyway? You could have picked anything else, why 'princess'?"
"Well, you never did tell me your name. I do, however, apologize for making you uncomfortable, my lady."
He tilted his head to the side. "Would you rather I call you Onion?"
Wait…
That's not the name she gave him back at the Summer Palace.
His eyes widened as he attempted to correct himself. "Nunya! I meant Nunya! I didn't mean to imply you smell, or anything, I swear!"
She was silent for a moment. Onion? That was absolutely ridiculous! It did sound rather funny, though.
She chuckled, then started laughing. "What? Onion? That has got to be the most ridiculous name I've ever heard!"
"I'm sorry! They sound so similar." Royal said, trying to hold back his own laughter. He supposed the situation was a bit humorous.
"In all seriousness, though, what would you have me call you?" He asked.
Once Scorch regained her composure, she decided it wouldn't hurt to tell him her actual name. "Well, if you must know, my name is-"
Suddenly, a voice rang out. "ROYAL!" In a flash of pink scales, a RainWing jumped down from a tree and tackled Royal.
"What the- hey!" Scorch pulled the RainWing away, stepping between her and the SeaWing.
"Oh, hi!" The RainWing smiled cheerfully. "Who are you?"
Scorch scoffed. "Oh, don't get all cheery with me. You just attacked him!" She gestured to Royal with her wing.
"Attack him? I wouldn't do that, he's my friend, you silly dragon!" The pink dragon giggled, moving to stand next to Royal.
Scorch looked at the two of them for a moment, confused. "…What?"
"Hello, Hibiscus." Royal greeted the eldest of the rainwing princesses.
He was a little dizzy from being tackled, but was happy to see her nonetheless.
"It's good to see you."