Living in the Scorpion Den wasn’t easy, but it was manageable. One day you were walking along, despite your best efforts you zoned out. Absentmindedly walking, you went face first into yellow scales. For a second fearing it to be a thief, you looked at the other dragon.

"Hey, the name's Qibli," he says, an easy smile on his face, wings flicking as if to show his casual nature.