When can I see you again..?

== .-The Story-. ==
Hibiscus woke to sunlight running through the windows. He lifted his head, his frill spiking up. Another morning, another day. The hybrid sighed and rose to his talons, his tail flicking. His bed, a pile of pillows, bounced and swayed as he headed off of them. One of them flopped off, and Hibiscus turned, pushing it gently back onto the pile.
He turned and headed for his chest in the corner of the room, right under the window so robbers couldn't see it. He lifted up a plank from the floor, grabbed his key, and then clicked the chest open.
Sometimes, he daydreamed about the chest being filled with gold. But it was just various dyes that he used to make his scales prettier. He closed the chest and headed for his other room, passing the bookshelf stashed against the wall. I need to finish Ash of Green Gingkos soon, Hibiscus told himself. He headed into the room, stopping to grab some violet soap he had. He had saved up for it for months by selling his books.
Carefully holding the soap, Hibiscus slid into his pool. This had also took forever to save up for- he had been raised in Pyrrhia, in the Rainforest Kingdom. He had sold fruit and homemade scrolls for more than a year to buy a good house in Pantala, and then he also had to buy a boat to sail across the ocean. It had ended up sinking and then he had had to fly the rest of the way, but that didn't matter now.
The cold water engulfed Hibiscus, up to his neck. He stood up for a moment, rubbing the soap along his body, espically on his wings, where grit sometimes got in. Then he sank back into the water, allowing the water to clean off his scales. It was cold, but as long as he was clean, it didn't matter.
Once he was done with his bathing, Hibiscus climbed out and wiped his scales off with a woolly towel. He turned and glanced at his statue.
It was a SkyWing, but it had the colors of a LeafWing. Hibiscus had bought it, thinking it was a LeafWing, but it turned out to not be. But he had still painted it with care, so it looked exactly like his mate, Eucalyptus. He sighed, his heart heavy, and headed over to his scroll table. He grabbed a piece of wood and sharpened his claw, before setting down the wood and dipping his talon in the ink. He pulled out a small, blank piece of paper and wrote:
"I'm out today, if you need a map or book please come back tommorow."
Turning, Hibiscus carried the paper out of the room, holding it carefully so it didn't drip. He paused and set it down, then opened his chest of dye and pulled out a pink one. He dipped his talon in and wiped it along his face, blending it carefully into his gray scales. He did the same on the other side, then closed the dye and put it back. He locked the chest, put the key back under the plank, and closed it again. Lastly, he headed to the wall, adjusted the photo of him and Eucalyptus, and then grabbed a loose splinter off the ground and his paper.
With that, Hibiscus opened the door.
In the volcano- a town called Pearl Field- the residents were awakening. All tribes, including hybrids, glided to and fro from the caves and houses, heading for their jobs. There were three levels of the volcano- the bottom, were the easier, "weaker" jobs were. The hierarchery was set up to match the school system; the weaker at the bottom, the stronger at the top.
Hibiscus lived in the middle part of the volcano; a cave system with houses built on the floor of them. The top was in the volcano, but it was inactive. There were ledges that led to caves, where the stronger dragons worked.
Turning, Hibiscus placed the paper on his door, then stabbed the splinter into it. He let go, and the paper luckily stayed. Today was a special day for Hibiscus, and all of the town; the parade, and the time where Hibiscus would say goodbye. He had multiple trips today, so first, he had to go find Panther. She was a LeafWing-NightWing hybrid who lived on the other side of the volcano, in the middle part. She sold pets, and today, due to there being the parade, there would be a sale. Hibiscus yawned, then flared his wings and shot into the sky.
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