The somewhat unconventional words that first leave the lips of the other are what Volterra assumes is his way of saying thank you; although the stallion himself would have preferred something a bit more tangible, Vérzés seems quite pleased by the offer. He huffs a small ring of frost towards the elder's lowered muzzle, his way of accepting the gesture, then launches himself up onto Volterra's broad haunches to cleanse his gleaming scales and smugly contemplate a job well done.
The beast is amused by the pride radiating from his dragon, a great warm rush of pleasure that tangles in his mind from the red's own. He rarely feels such an emotion when Vérzés lazily beheads an unfortunate herbivore or freezes a fish into a solid block of ice, so he can only assume that the crimson, like Volterra, is impressed by the unusual show of dexerity required for the thorn removal. Vérzés seems quite taken with the nimbleness of his own fingers, a skill he has never before been required to use.
Vadir snorts her contempt from the skies, then swoops down to scoop up the stem of a plant. She proceeds to wind this into a tight knot using her own fingers, as if to prove that she, too, possesses the sharpness of mind to complete such a task, without needing to lower herself to plucking thorns out of an old man's groin. Volterra smothers a chuckle at the queen's competetive narcissism, but does not remark on it.
The unicorn asks if the dragons are full-grown, and Volterra glances up to Vadir. Although the gold is already larger than the red, he still thinks she has some growing to do - a fearsome prospect, although one that makes him glow with anticipation. "The red is, but the gold still has some growing to do. In dragon society, golds are the largest and the strongest of all scale colours - they are the queens of their species." Vérzés gives a loud and very obvious harrumph of disgust at this, whilst in contrast Vadir visibly preens at the description. "Are they the first dragons you've seen?" Somehow, he doubts it - unless the old fellow has lived in a box for his whole long life, he must surely have encountered dragons at some point.
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