Bachemius: *”Respect them, hmm?”* *narrows his eyes and snarls, edging closer to the firey winged dragon, his jaw spines now flared out* *”Why should we respect such a stupid tiny creature that overpopulates the planet and forces us to the very edges and most isolate parts of the planet? We once ruled the skies. Why are we being condemned to this?!”* *makes a bellowing roar at the suggestion of having his daughter added to the dragon’s harem*
*the small silver female rolls her eyes, then bobs her head, moving away from the male while he’s distracted. She casually walks towards Jenna, sniffing the air in front of her cautiously*