#( dragonplated 001 )

[tidesbled]

"So you're looking for a home." Lance crosses his arms, looking the odd dragon over thoughtfully within the dark forest. Not a pokemon, apparently despite their appearance. But they are dragons and they're in desperate need of a safe haven now, a home where they can live without fear or danger. They're willing to do anything for that assurance. His eyes gleam for a moment, before he straightens. "Alright. I think I can help you. How many dragons are there?"

            𝐈𝐓     𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓     𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓     𝐅𝐎𝐑     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆,     𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆     𝐀𝐓     𝐓𝐇𝐄         𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓     𝐎𝐅     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓     𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃     𝐁𝐘     𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃     𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐊     𝐀𝐍𝐃     𝐀𝐒𝐇.     Relying     on     a     scavenger     human     for     help.     When     did     he     stoop     so     low?     Forget     his     personal     feelings,     he     had     a     DUTY     to     protect     his     tribe     -     by     any     means     necessary.     〝    Yes...    〞      The     gravel     voice     hissed,     lowering     his     head     to     meet     the     stranger     at     eye     level.     〝    There     are     about     FORTY     of     us.    〞