Dragon Tribes discussion

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Primrose fley out of the lords den and landed in the middle of camp

Metalmask flew into the camp and landed in the middle of camp. She narrowed her eyes and rested her legs.

Aspenshade stretched her large blue and brown wings. She enjoyed spending her time dozing and telling the hatchlings stories.

Metalmask looked over her shoulder. She sighed and sharpened her claws on a sharp stone that burned out quickly from Metalmask's long claws.

Aspenshade looked over at Metalmask. "Hows it going, young one?" Aspenshade called everyone a young one because she was the oldest dragon in the tribe.

Metalmask snarled,"If I were you I'd shut my mouth if you said that to me! I'm older than you know!"

Aspenshade held back a growl. Even though she was old, she could still fight, and win. "There is no need to get upset, Metalmask."

Meatslmask snorted. Metalmask was one of the grumpiest dragons in the tribe. She was the lead blacksmith and Lord, so she had her paws full.

"I can tell that you are angry with me now. Don't be. You need to let your anger go." Aspenshade advised.

Metalmask sighed. "Everyday is busier and busier for me..."

"Would you like me to help you whith your duties? I may look old, but I still have the heart and muscles of a hatchling." Aspenshadow folded her gigantic wings back up to her body.

Metalmask sighed. "You have no skills of a blacksmith, but you can sort out patrols. We need five hunting patrols, and six regular patrols."

"Fine with me." Aspenshadow walked into the center of the camp and called out wich dragons were to go to wich patrol. She came back half and hour later. "That wasn't so bad." she said.

Metalmask chukled. "Once they come back, you got to do it again. And again. And again. Until the day ends. So make the most of it. If you need me, I'll be collecting coal. With that, she flew away.

Aspenshadow thought about that for a moment. Yes, I could see pros and cons to being leader. Well then, Metalmask just needs to find a male leader to rule with her then. and with that thought, she clambered over to the shade of a gian oak and resed her eyes.