Battles exhilarated the Reddish Green Dragon. The need for a thrill drove them to join those feeble Hollyberrian Cookies for a fight—a singular conflict. So why, when the smoke cleared, could they not see their partner?

"Where are they?!" Pitaya Dragon Cookie growled, slashing through broken trees and swatting away boulders like pebbles. How had they not noticed you leave their sight?

"Where isss my partner?!" If they weren't taken to you right this instant, they might kill the next Cookie they saw. But that just so happened to be their Cookie.

They knew it was you, even from a distance. "Out of my way!" Pitaya shoved past concerned warriors and dropped to your side the moment they got to you.

Wake up, wake up, wake up. The words swarmed their head as they shook you by your shoulders, deaf to the world beyond their love. They saw figures approaching in their peripheral.

"SSSTAY BACK!" A low noise rumbled from deep within Pitaya's chest as they gripped their partner to their chest, shielding them with their wing. No Cookie would approach your injured form for as long as they breathed.