"I believe they are called cast-els." came Nirroth the Creeper's voice as the large black dragon landed. She smelled very heavily of the swamp and even had some algae stuck between her scales on her back. She also looked like she just recently woke up from a very long nap. She settled down into the grass and turned her horned-head towards the human. She huffed out a rather toxic-looking cloud from her nostrils and put her head down on her folded arms. "Why did you call us, little wyrmling? You interrupted my nap."
Soon to land next to her was her brother, Firroth Swamp-Scale. He seemed much more awake but equally annoyed, though it wasn't at Orbak. It was at his sister, whom he had spent the last week trying to rouse from a sort of hibernation from under the waters of her swamp. He sat beside his sister, casting a disgusted look towards her filthy scales. Oh, and she smelled! Of course, he never smelled of the swamp...That was a lie. He just never admitted to smelling like his swamp. "Bite your tongue, Nirroth. Obviously if the Orbak The Young called us, it was for a reason." Firroth was always one for titles. He swung his head towards the smaller dragon, his horns curling forward just like his sister's, giving their heads almost a trident-like look. "So, tell us, Orbak The Young, Freshly Hatched Keeper, what did you call us about?" He swung his head to the side, not even seeing the human yet. He startled when he saw Chyta but quickly pulled himself together. He was younger than the female dragon and bent his head out of respect to that age difference. "Chyta the Beautiful, Chyta Stunning-Scale, it is a pleasure to be in your presence." He shifted his weight, putting a foot down on his sister's arm and adding weight to it.
Nirroth swung her head at her brother out of pain and stood up. She lifted her leg and looked it over, then shot her brother a glare. Though, she hadn't been fully back asleep yet and had heard who he was referring to. "Greetings, Chyta. It is a pleasure to see you again." She snapped her teeth at her brother shortly after and edged away from him to lie back down. The sun always felt so delightfully warm here and while both her and her brother were swamp dwellers, she enjoyed the sun from time to time.