Injured Wing

"Talulie may i enter?" Treori called out. "this is important, i've hurt my wing."

Short
Sweet
To The point
POW!

Mao rolled his eyes and walked after the ingured dragon. Sometimes he really hated life...

Emo.
Reflecting.
RAWRG!
Maoness.
PWNSOMER THAN MOSS'S POST! xD

Talulie emerged from a small crack in the wall, flexing her wings in the cold, stagnant air. "Let me take a look at it." she spoke softly, brushing past Mao. "Thanks for helping him back," she murmured. Turning back to Treori, she swept her tail across the floor.
"Show me where," she said.

Treori pointed his nose at his left wing. "its the whole front half, it hurts like crazy if i try to move it.

Talulie sniffed his wing. "Okay." she stepped back a few paces. "Can you unfold your wing for me?"

"Alright" Treori said, unfolding his wing slowly, clearly in much pain, until it was fully unfolded. "look at it quick." He said "it hurts to keep it up like this.

Mao looked down at the dargon´s wings. "They look like mine did." He whispered, unfolding his wings to reveal his badly torn sails. "Exept mine where much much worse. Your lucky Treehugger."

She examined his wing quickly, then nodded. Talulie bounded off around a corner, where her stores were hidden from the insects that would surely devour them. She came back with a big coconut sort of thing in her mouth. She crunched it with her teeth, and set the split nut thing on the ground. She picked it up again, this time in her front claws. "Put this on the part of your wing that hurts," she used a blunt claw to gouge out some of the stuff inside the shell of the nut thingy.

"alright" Treori said, and he picked up the 'nut thing' in his claw and put it on his wing. "OWWW" he yowled. "IT BURNS!" He reluctantly put it back on, holding back the roars of pain inside him. "I'd better not have to do this for long. It feels like my wing's on fire!"

"Tank you for helping him." Mao told the healer. "If it burn so much you shoould think about it before you go flying into trees!"

Talulie laughed quietly. "He's right," she said. "You're not supposed to fly in the trees; not enough wing room." she turned to leave the chamber. "But I suppose after this, you won't soon forget." she teased, trotting outside onto the cliff.

Mao looked at Treori. "Yeah you'll be fine. See ya Treehugger!" He ran out of the den before the other dragon had a change to say anything.

"what a jerk" Treori muttered to himself, still holding the nut thingy on there.

Treori yawned, then lie down on the floor, nut thingy still laying on his wing, then starting to doze off into his dreams. He dreamed of a phoenix invasion on the mountain, and his inability to help due to his injured wing. The sky looked as if it were on fire, and the ground was covered in phoenix eggs and ashes. Treori breathed his breath of frost, only to wake up and see a small patch on the medicine caves ceiling frozen.

"Treori stood up, stretched, and walked towards the Sleeping chamber. "I'd rather not be sleeping in here." He said to himself, and put the nut thingy down.