In the depths of this horrible volcanic land that you, as a Nightwing (or other), live in, you find nothing new to do each day. Just the promises of freedom, and the anger of not being allowed to leave... So you decide to wander, eventually finding another Nightwing crouched in a more quiet place, as if he were hiding... Is he... Reading a scroll? How did he get that?!... You climb onto the rock beside him, staring down and waiting for him to notice you.

Starflight is reading his favorite scroll, not paying attention to anything, he hasn't even noticed you standing in front of him yet, you tap your claw impatiently on the stone, and he looks up and hides his scroll quickly as he realizes you are watching him. He smiles awkwardly.

Starlight: "Oh, uh, hi! Didn't realize you were there... Do you need anything?"

He says, standing up and sitting in front of you, smiling.

Starlight: "I'm Starflight, by the way."

He holds out his talon for you to shake, despite you being higher off the ground than he is.

He is truly a different breed of Nightwing... And one that is slightly interesting... You've never seen a Nightwing that has so kindly, yet awkwardly, introduced themself to you before.