A lone green and her rider burst in to the skies of a small group of islands. A fierce storm had swept through recently. Tonete knew that sometimes valuable stuff washed up onto the beaches of the islands. She had Kucerauth sweep along the beaches, leaning over the side to look as well. One never knew what one could find beach combing. Supplies from capsized vessels, usable wood. Once she'd even found shipwrecked survivors. Her lips tightened in a grim smile at that memory. They'd been so happy at first to see a dragonrider. She'd called back to her crew and gotten them "rescued". Of course their dismay when they realized they'd been captured by pirates was another thing. In time they'd integrated and now were useful.
What's that pile over there Kucerauth? Land and let's take a quick look. The swirled green did as she was bid and settled onto the sands with a great sweep of her wings. Her long talons made easy work of the pile of seaweeds and other debris.
I do not see anything the others might consider useful, Tonete.
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