The Sound Of It

Pyralis snarled as the cat spoke of dragon's. "I know nothing of such beasts, cat. Why would you think so?" It was then a gravely voice caught her attention and she looked up to see a beautiful hawk with golden eyes speaking to the cat. Pyralis nodded. "Aye, if you want I'm sure you can find the skeleton of a dragon here. Perhaps that is your dear Helgard. Adventurous I may be but beyond some ill-tempered grizzly bears I've seen naught of this dragon. Now you leave me be or I'll be wearing your pretty little hide as a rain coat." The hawk suddenly laughed. "Oh, you don't want to do that my dear. Cat's stink terribly when wet!" Pyralis grinned and let out a laugh at the look of disgust on the feline's face. "Oh come on dear, we're only teasing. I'm Pyralis Abraxas, who might you lot be?" The hawk flew down to a lower rib. "Alkali of the Red Winds. A pleasure." Both creatures turned to the cat.