At the sound of talons scraping lightly against the smooth stone with each of Genrit's footsteps, the two strange dragons turned towards the shadowed darkness of the cave opening. The copper male flared his ray-like wings slightly, a defensive motion as he backed up, cautiously defensive rather than challenging, though he seemed ready for a scuffle. The blue female hefted up on all fours, her thick tail straight and still behind her, far more disciplined than her underling.

As the copper let his wings spread, a flash of blue on his own wings revealed straight bars rather than the chevrons on the female, though he had a thinner stripe of green that she didn't. It was a mark of his military training that the copper purposefully moved in an opposite direction from where the blue stood, making sure that if Genrit were to let loose with his fire breath he wouldn't be able to get them both with the same blast.

[color=0054a6]"Salutations from Pyresia, stranger,"[/color] the dragoness intoned almost boredly from her position up on the rock. [color=0072bc]"Our scouts reported a forest fire on the borders of our lands started by a white Ixen three days ago."[/color] She stretched a little, digging her claws into the rock before sitting back on her haunches, completely unimpressed by the smaller white dragon's glowing maw.  [color=0072bc]"I assume they were talking about you."[/color]

[color=0054a6]"We are not interested in challenging your claim to this territory, but the only records we have of an [i]ajikistrix[/i] (the word meant roughly "wild dragon" or "rogue") living out here were of a green acid-dragoness. Apparently you are the victor over that little spat. Congratulations."[/color] Her droning tone was devoid of any kind of enthusiasm and her pale gold eyes gazed openly at Genrit's mangled-looking acid burn and his lame leg. [color=0054a6]"We want only to caution you against any kind of dispute or destruction of or over Pyresian territory. If you intend to hold territory here permanently you are invited to to Ash Peak to make your claim official."[/color]

She even yawned, revealing several broken teeth.

[color=f7976a]"It's highly recommended,"[/color] the copper offered, and he looked as though he was going to add something to that but at a glance of his coin-coloured eyes in the direction of his superior, changed his mind. [color=f7976a]"At the very least, we would like to make a record of your name. I am Harrok Mojavico and this is my superior Sky Talon Vesenthicar."[/color]

They were all-together businesslike, and acted as though they expected Genrit to already be somewhat familiar with their proud city.