WoF-Hybrids

Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter CHAPTER 3: DRAGONS ARE NOT SLAVES, 2/2 Morning, January 21st "Queen of the SkyWings, Scarlet, was it? Is that you there next to that SandWing?" Altamir watched with some degree of curiosity as the jaws of most of the dragons in the stands collectively fell open. It was as if they had expected those in the sands to just die wordlessly or...whatever, and so they were caught off guard when someone refused to do so in the most spectacular way possible. Especially Scarlet, given her squawking after a long twenty or so seconds of silence. "Wha...WHAT?! Th-Th-The scavenger...THE SCAVENGER TALKS?! HOW IS THE SCAVENGER TALKING?! WHY IS THE SCAVENGER TALKING?!" "What, do you think we're supposed to be merely seen and not heard or something like that?" Altamir retorted. "My kind are PROPERLY called 'humans', by the way, and of COURSE we can talk! We've ALWAYS been able to talk! Perhaps you haven't been listening closely