Stanley landed on the ground with a small thump, his combat boots digging into the ground as he looked into the mouth of the familiar cave, his falcon wings perked a bit, he heard noises from inside the cave so he made sure he had everything he wanted to bring inside and walked in.

He was greeted by a reading dragon hybrid. Stanley’s wings gave a small flap as he seen his beautiful mate. He flew over to him happily, wings flapping as he crooned. “Xeno.. I’m back.” He said happily, grabbing his bags and opening them up to empty them for his mate.

Plenty of trinkets fell out; ‘good’ sticks, perfectly shaped rocks and pebbles, gems and jewels, bullet casings, fruits and berries, small dead prey animals, etc.. all things gathered for his beloved mate and their nest. “Hunting was good.. look what I found.” He pushed it over to the black and white dragon happily. Ready to offer everything to his mate.