(Just the dynamic with these three... I dig it.)
Tobias had all three dragons moved to his lot.
A Leafwing, a CloudWing, and a MudWing.
The LeafWing and CloudWing seemed to get along fine- though they had yet to have been paired with the MudWing- hopefully that would go over well.
The night went by slowly. Tobias didn't leave their room until morning, which was highly unusual. He had gone over a few rough plan ideas aloud to Sol.
Sol had listened kindly. But quickly spoke his mind once Tobias had finished.
After a tense early-morning, Tobias left to inspect the new dragons. Sol had suggested he go alone to avoid as much drama as possible.
It had been a while since Tobias had last seen his lot. It was a huge cement area, bright industrial lights chased every last shadow from the room.
He still paid rent for the space- though he hadn't used it for dragons in years. Occasionally he'd rent it out to a pal, or use it as temporary storage. It was one of the biggest lots in the Scorpion Den, and he was lucky to have it.
In the center of the space sat three, small cages.
Tobias stood in the doorway, his hand still on he light switch.
He had grown so accustom to these ridiculously small cages, but he still doubted any dragon could last long in such an incredibly small space.
From what he could see behind the cage bars, the CloudWing was small, smaller than he had excepted- previously he had been viewing the fight from above, but now he could see the dragons on his level.
The LeafWing was tall, dirty sage scales flecking his brown body.
The MudWing was burly and quite massive. They needed muscle. He should be perfect.
Tobias smiled gently.
"Are you hungry?" He questioned, speaking the little Dragon he knew as he closed the door behind him, walking slowly towards a large freezer spanning the wall in different sections, his every move echoing loudly throughout the lot.
@Blue Raptor,
@Nicole Taber, and
@Crestcrazy2, this work?)