@herotainted from this ask
“Yeah, beautiful, of course.” Adala cleaned the blood from her blade, passing a glance at the dragon’s corpse only feet away from the two of them. “Hard to appreciate it’s beauty when it’s busy breathing fire at us and trying to roast us alive. Good fight though. Maybe next time we won’t stumble accidentally into a high dragon’s nest, hm?”
A soft hum of agreement is given in reply, Kestrele’s eyes still entranced on the creature and the magnificent crimson plates of that adorned it. She moved closer to its body and, with the tip of a dagger, pried one of the scales off before quickly turning back to her companion.
“I suppose imminent danger does put a damper on admiring nature’s wonders. It didn’t hurt you, did it?”

















