This isn’t my room?

"I mean, I've seen worse," a voice echoes from Syris' left...and from above? If she looked, she would see a small pink dragon (very small, who knew they made dragons that tiny!) holding his head up with one paw, relaxing on the snout of a dragon head. "That weird pirate ship with the cages and the fighting? Real bummer, it was. Hi, darling, what's your name?"

He suddenly seemingly vanishes, disappearing into the ground, and then popping up in front of her a second later with a paw extended outwards. He was extremely stiff, like a bright pink statue. "Mine's Cherish."

The purple dragon seamed to jump back, the sudden unfamiliar voice startling her. Her tail standing at its end. Getting a small glimpse of the tiny dragon, eyes darting to in front of her. Getting started once again.

Catching her breath,Syris would cough before speaking. Her tone slightly shifting.”Syris, daughter of King Raven and Queen Floresa.” She would look confused at his paw. Before awkwardly taking it and giving a shack. 

"Royalty, huh?" He says, shaking her paw firmly, before releasing it. "Well, it's nice to meet ya, Syris daughter of King Raven and Queen Floresa. Rather weird place we've ended up, huh?" He kicks around on the floor, claws scratching the purple tiles somewhat. 

"Asked around a bit and it seems like no one actually knows where we are, but some are tryin' to figure it out. So..." He squints slightly, trying to get a better look at Syris. "Purple huh? Wow, you lot really do come in a billion shades." Whatever that means.

She would tilt her head, confusion plastered on her maw.” There are others here” she questioned. Curiosity clearly in her tone. Before gazing around at the odd rooms that they seamed to be in, her tail flicking in anticipation and annoyance.

“What do you mean we come in different shades. As far as I’m aware all purple dragons look the same” she stated confidently. 

"Hah, luckily it's not just you and me. We'd never get out of here if it was," he says with a nonchalant shrug. 

"Anyway, princess, I get where you're coming from—really, I do—but if that guy," he jabs a claw over his shoulder, to a large purple dragon sleeping on a closed dragon head "-ain't purple, then I'm doomed. It ain't easy being blind, it'd be a lot harder if I was colourblind too." 

Syris,snorting ignoring the others comment followed their gaze her eyes growing as she shrunk down. This was wrong their can’t be two purple dragons..their hasn’t been two since the great collapse!

“This…this isn’t real I’m still asleep in my bed yeah I’m just dreaming!” She stammered panic in her voice as she paced extending her wings as she did so.”Yeah if I go back to sleep I’ll wake up..”

Cherish's head follows her as she paces back and forth. 

"I'm gonna be real with you, I've never seen a dragon say that who wasn't wide awake," he says, before dropping down into the darkness and then popping back up in front of her to cut her off. "There's nothing to be worried about, Princess! Seriously... it'd be different if everyone was out to kill us, but everyone here is calm."

The other stamped her clawed paws to the ground. Panic in her tone.”You don’t know that, without my guards any one of you could be the ones that brought me here!” Paranoia spiking. Her wings out stretching from her anxiety.

“It’s just like when my sister was taken I can’t go through that again!” She whined tears wailing in her eyes wings folding around her body.”I can’t do anything to protect myself..”

"Guards?" Cherish says with a scoff. "Guards?" 

He marches up to her and points a claw at her chest, tail trashing back and forth. "Honey, you are a purple dragon! You don't need guards! You don't need anyone but yourself. You creatures are spoiled to death with power and opulence!" He snorts two short puffs of smoke out of his nostrils. "You could do literally anything to protect yourself."

Her eyes narrowed not wanting to accept what she was about to say.”I don’t have powers! Not where I’m from i might be a purple dragon but I have nothing I can’t even breath fire.” she confessed anger and sadness in her voice. 

she turned sitting covering herself with her wings.”I don’t know how it is in your world…but mines at war and I can’t do anything to stop it” she curled her tail up beside herself head lowered.

A silence settles amongst the two dragons. The shouting has caught some attention from the others in the room, but they only return to their conversations after the shouting stops. Cherish sits down, and he stares at the floor for a moment, thinking over his next words. 

"There's no room for self-doubt in the middle of a war," Cherish finally starts, getting up and walking over to her. He uses a wing to pick her head up and then steps back. "Chin up, darling. We'll get you your powers. Like I said, there's purple dragons a dozen a dime here. I'm sure one of them can help. And," he takes a deep exaggerated bow to her. "Yours truly was a fire dragon before the experiment! I'm sure I could teach you a thing or two. All you gotta do is be willing to try."

The Dragoness listened,this tiny dragon reminded her of her father. Telling stories of the Purple dragons of old.Encouraging her that time is patience and patience is strength. That was something she repeated throughout her own childhood. she tried to calm her breathing.

“I…I’m sorry for yelling this is just all too much to cope with right now.” She’d say quietly. Folding her wings back to hers side shuffling and wiping her teared eyes with her paw.“ ..I-I would appreciate that” she’d say questioning s but what the other meant by experiment, but not mentioning it right now.

Cherish seemingly searches for the right words to say. "I get it," he finally says. "Sometimes ya just gotta scream. Just remember I got sensitive ears," he waves his paw in front of his face, indicating his blindness. 

"There's this little guy closer to ya in age, actually. He might be able to relate to ya a bit more than I can. Com'on." Cherish, even though he could easily just teleport over to where Vex was, trots through the room over to the purple dragon and waves. "Hello~, I know we haven't interacted before. I'm Cherish, lovely to meet you, etcetera etcetera. So, this is my pal," he covers his mouth so that only Vex can 'hear' and whispers "she's a princess," and then continues in a normal voice again. "She says she hasn't learned her abilities as a purple dragon, and I figure who better to help her out than another purple dragon! Would ya lend us a claw, darlin?"

The female would follow the other a bit nervous like. Flexing her paws and claws to get the numbness that she didn’t feel until now out of her joints. She’d stay quiet a bit before speaking .”U-um hi” she’d say with a soft voice. Tail swaying behind her as she shuffled awkwardly.

As Cherish’s paw pulled from Vex’s snout, the darkest dragon’s gaze followed the paw, settling on Cherish’s face with those stupid, confused eyebrows. After an awkward second of glancing between the paw, Cherish’s face, and Syris, he clears his throat and relaxes his expression, which doesn’t do much since his resting face still has somewhat grumpy eyebrows.
”Hello, Syris. My name’s Spyr— I mean Vex. I’m Vexity. Yeah. So you’re having power problems? Are there any elements that you haven’t been able to awaken?” His failure to be professional makes the situation a little less strange.